<?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-18157650</id><updated>2012-01-28T11:59:50.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WiN-t3r L3-aF</title><subtitle type='html'>...Matthew 6:33...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>617</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7736614677335063620</id><published>2012-01-28T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:54:44.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>奇妙的爱。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-duqBuw_HpwM/TyLlzLjT5CI/AAAAAAAAAxE/rHKtnBzUKkk/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-duqBuw_HpwM/TyLlzLjT5CI/AAAAAAAAAxE/rHKtnBzUKkk/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Taken from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clipartof.com/gallery/clipart/love_birds.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://www.clipartof.com/gallery/clipart/love_birds.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A little joy, a little sadness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A little closer, a little further, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A little cuddle, a little isolation, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A little concern, a little ignorant, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A little too much, a little too many, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A little sweet words, a little crude words,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having a lot of thoughts lately after hearing a news from someone dear to me, especially after seeing a truth in myself. I quaver as I heard the news, heart stopped&amp;nbsp;beating for a second and the sudden coldness on my leg and hand. Somehow, that very instant,&amp;nbsp;I felt&amp;nbsp;alone, being pushed aside like an unwanted criminal, but yet all I see was a smiley face on him. As he stepped out, &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;"drive safe" was his last word to me. The darkness of the road suddenly dawn upon me that the&amp;nbsp;life that I am&amp;nbsp;about to tread will be as dark as what was before me. Fear came silently, conquering the inner me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I drove off, the road was as dark as before, as I continue on to tread, street lights seem to be getting dimmer and dimmer.. Was it because of the electricity outage or was it because fear was clouding me? Will I still see hope? A short prayer was uttered and as I pray, then only I realised, my heart has actually changed. Tears doesn't seem to flow neither do I felt pain in the heart anymore. I know not when&amp;nbsp;the incident took place but I do&amp;nbsp;know that a&amp;nbsp;burden,&amp;nbsp;which is&amp;nbsp;constantly eating me up, has at last being lifted up from my chest. As I&amp;nbsp;drove out from&amp;nbsp;the place, street light began to brighten up the road. As described by John Bunyan, Christian was truly delighted as his heavy-loaded burden was at last being cast away on the foot of the Cross, ahh... Such is my feelings. After so many years, at last dawn is approaching... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sun seems to shine brighter today and the sun light&amp;nbsp;was as though reflecting the status of my heart. I am truly speechless and the only thing that came to my mind was, thank you Lord for such blessing. Though I&amp;nbsp;was puzzled and constantly asked You, why O Lord, You pour out such selfless love to such undeserving wretched sinner like me, &amp;nbsp;but the answer will always bring me back to the foot of the Cross. Ahhh... Such beautiful, selfless, undefiled love..... Who can compared to You, O Lord? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With a little mustard seed faith, allow me to come before You,&amp;nbsp;submitting myself once again into You hand. Come and fasten the fetter towards this wayward heart of mine, allow this heart to be solely Yours and Yours alone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good night to all.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-7736614677335063620?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7736614677335063620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7736614677335063620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7736614677335063620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7736614677335063620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='奇妙的爱。。。'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-duqBuw_HpwM/TyLlzLjT5CI/AAAAAAAAAxE/rHKtnBzUKkk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3258445391919310214</id><published>2012-01-02T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:12:46.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed year to all... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y1fz5u7Z9ec/TwHJNGO6YbI/AAAAAAAAAug/NBiqpxtyB_M/s1600/316323_251367821582257_245237225528650_765152_84251965_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y1fz5u7Z9ec/TwHJNGO6YbI/AAAAAAAAAug/NBiqpxtyB_M/s320/316323_251367821582257_245237225528650_765152_84251965_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Taken from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=251367534915619"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=251367534915619&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new year, a brand new look, Happy New year to all and have a blessed dragon year ahead :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-3258445391919310214?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3258445391919310214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3258445391919310214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3258445391919310214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3258445391919310214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2012/01/blessed-year-to-all.html' title='Blessed year to all... =)'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y1fz5u7Z9ec/TwHJNGO6YbI/AAAAAAAAAug/NBiqpxtyB_M/s72-c/316323_251367821582257_245237225528650_765152_84251965_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2747513511749541700</id><published>2011-11-12T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:45:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction work</title><content type='html'>The abandon blog.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;............ "CONSTRUCTION WORK ON GOING"..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day shall come.... Where things shall not be the same anymore.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..................................A.n.T.i.C.i.P.a.T.e.................................................. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-2747513511749541700?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2747513511749541700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2747513511749541700' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2747513511749541700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2747513511749541700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2011/11/abandon-blog.html' title='Construction work'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-173070258052772235</id><published>2011-04-25T23:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T16:19:45.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>633th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hINzMm-J26k/TbWTvgle-AI/AAAAAAAAAtE/LQZe8Frcdm4/s1600/original.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hINzMm-J26k/TbWTvgle-AI/AAAAAAAAAtE/LQZe8Frcdm4/s400/original.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Taken from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pravsworld.com/uploads/content/pictures/390/274/original.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://www.pravsworld.com/uploads/content/pictures/390/274/original.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Dear diary, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;First and foremost, please prepare your heart to read a post that’s filled with horrible English grammar, wrong spelling etc for the fact that I have been having migraine for few days now. Yet to see the seriousness of this migraine, but will be visiting the doctor soon if the migraine prevail. OK, let’s cut down on my introduction and allow me to kick start my 633th post…. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;As the music played repeatedly at the background, my heart became heavier. Sitting here, reminiscing whole morning, as though on the fritz and nothing was achieved. The word of God clings on to my head like a fetter, troubling my conscience again and again. Never like the thought of bad conscience but I still wished to be thankful to God for such rebuke. Even though damage has been done but I reminded myself one thing, 跌倒了，疼痛过，寻找弱点，爬起来，学习过错，小心翼翼， 避免重犯。人不学，不知道。因为有了生活坎坷，人， 变得更坚强，谦卑， 与加倍言行谨慎等。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Proverbs 20: 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;It is honorable for a man to stop striving, since any fool can start a quarrel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Somehow, this word is implanted in my mind. Such a fool I was to light up the fire and to give a green light to start a quarrel. Truly the Bible said it well in James, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“Take ships as an example. Although they are so large and are driven by strong winds, they are steered by a very small rudder wherever the pilot wants to go. Likewise, the tongue is a small part of the body, but it makes great boasts. Consider what a great forest is set on fire by a small spark. The tongue also is a fire, a world of evil among the parts of the body. It corrupts the whole body, sets the whole course of one’s life on fire, and is itself set on fire by hell.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I wonder… How far is one willing to go just to get things done? People constantly quote the word “When there’s a will, there’s a way” but looking from another perceptive, can I safely say that majority will use up any means just to achieve their end? Well, at least I know I am one of them. As I sat down and ponder upon things, the only thing I concluded is…. My heart is the most deceiving, ugliest and sinful thing on this earth. Especially when you are not alert and careful; the devil is ever ready to tempt you to do the wrong things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What about you? Will you then carry out whatever it takes just to ensure you meet your targets/ desires/ objectives? Are your means and ends accordance to God’s law and being carried out in a God fearing setting? Have you ponder upon things (based on God’s words &amp;amp; principles) before carrying out an action? Many times, I forget the fact that my means and ends, both, God takes it seriously. The breaking of any point is tantamount to the breaking of the whole of God’s law. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Arg…. Truly who could possibly be so holy and perfect on earth? Looking at my own life; the more I read of God’s words, the more I see sins in my life. When, O Lord, when shall be the day I truly be free from such sinful state? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;As I closed my eyes, I smiled. Why, you may ask… Because as it is written in the Word of God, there’s hope. Hope to be free from the bondage of sin, but have you heard? Have you believed? Would you then believe if I were to say to you, according to the written scripture, God has send His only begotten Son to this earth to accomplish something that you will never imagine? Quoting from the apostles Peter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“Jesus of Nazareth was a man accredited by God to you by miracles, wonders and signs, which God did among you through him, as you yourselves know. This man was handed over to you by God’s deliberate plan and foreknowledge; and you, with the help of wicked men, put him to death by nailing him to the cross. But God raised him from the dead, freeing him from the agony of death, because it was impossible for death to keep its hold on him. 25 David said about him: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“‘I saw the Lord always before me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Because he is at my right hand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I will not be shaken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;my body also will rest in hope, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;you will not let your holy one see decay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;You have made known to me the paths of life; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;you will fill me with joy in your presence.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“Fellow Israelites, I can tell you confidently that the patriarch David died and was buried, and his tomb is here to this day. But he was a prophet and knew that God had promised him on oath that he would place one of his descendants on his throne. Seeing what was to come, he spoke of the resurrection of the Messiah, that he was not abandoned to the realm of the dead, nor did his body see decay. God has raised this Jesus to life, and we are all witnesses of it. Exalted to the right hand of God, he has received from the Father the promised Holy Spirit and has poured out what you now see and hear. For David did not ascend to heaven, and yet he said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“‘The Lord said to my Lord: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“Sit at my right hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;until I make your enemies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;a footstool for your feet.”’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;“Therefore let all Israel be assured of this: God has made this Jesus, whom you crucified, both Lord and Messiah.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;When the people heard this, they were cut to the heart and said to Peter and the other apostles, “Brothers, what shall we do?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Peter replied, “Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins. And you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. The promise is for you and your children and for all who are far off—for all whom the Lord our God will call.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;(Acts 2:22 – 39)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Will you come then? As the hymn writer said, “Come, ye weary, heavy laden, bruised and broken by the fall; if you wait until you’re better, you will never come at all. Not the righteous, not the righteous; Sinners Jesus came to call.” Is Christ speaking to you? Have you heard His still, small voice? Come, come, come to Christ to obtain the salvation that He freely gives. &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/18157650-173070258052772235?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/173070258052772235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=173070258052772235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/173070258052772235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/173070258052772235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2011/04/633th-post.html' title='633th post'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hINzMm-J26k/TbWTvgle-AI/AAAAAAAAAtE/LQZe8Frcdm4/s72-c/original.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2483954311486007110</id><published>2011-02-09T14:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T16:20:41.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Dear diary…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;When is the last time I stain your pages with my “almost-out-of-ink” pen? There you are, lying down quietly on my table. Filled with precious moments of my life… Nonetheless, the perpetual ups and downs in life lead to the laziness of updating it… Well, let’s get to work now! c(^.^)v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;A brand new year, a brand new start, as we waved goodbye to the tiger, our arms are out stretch to give the warmest welcome to the cute little rabbit… Happy Chinese New Year to all. May all of you have a blessed year ahead. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/TVIzK7yIS_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/oFLgzvOuf6k/s1600/IMAG0087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="153" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/TVIzK7yIS_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/oFLgzvOuf6k/s400/IMAG0087.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*Point at the picture above* Is it cute? Is it cute? Is it cute?? Heheheh….. It’s a pen drive from Kingston! SO ADORABLE!!! (OK, at least it is for me). Nah, it doesn’t belong to me… Special thanks to Ah Tong for the picture. ^.^ Did some editing towards the picture… Hmmm…. Somehow, I like the photo to be “crooked” and black and white as background…. Original as below:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/TVI03gyrQdI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Q4dZliYR-Mo/s1600/IMAG0087ori.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/TVI03gyrQdI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Q4dZliYR-Mo/s400/IMAG0087ori.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sitting here, staring at my screen, I could hardly believe that time flies that fast. What have I accomplished? Have I grown? Am I more faithful? Am I more teachable? Am I more obedient? Am I a better person in the family? Many things came into my mind as I pen down this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Recently, I was watching a series regarding a group of people setting up an orchestra performance. Well, this is a group of amateur, gathered together, trying their very best to put up an excellent performance. Their greatest challenge is to deal with their conductor, who is also called the orchestra killer. He is a person who doesn’t know the meaning of social and constantly hurt others feelings with his speech. However, none could deny his talent and skills in conducting the team. Hehehehe….. Yet to finish the series, thus, I can’t tell you what happened after that :p Sorry…. Hahahhaha…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Hmmm…. While watching the series, my mind is somehow zoomed down to the conductor. No, it’s not because he’s good-looking but more upon his style of living and decisions in life….. No doubt that he is one of the top conductors in the world due to his hard work in the past. People find it an honor to perform before him, much attention and due respect are given to him accordingly. There he is, standing tall and mighty above all, a shining star indeed. In this respect, he is cocky, looking down at people, being an irritating person whom you will not want to meet at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Thoughts came into my head… Am I too following his pathway? Am I willing to go all out just to achieve my dreams and gain the fame? Well, it is not necessary the acknowledgement from the whole world, but among family members, friends, colleagues and bosses? Do I then take pride in all the achievement in life (though I have none -..-“) and forgotten my root? Stripe away his conducting skills, what is left in his life? Stripe away all the things I took pride in, what’s left in my life? Emptiness? Could one then still stand tall and boast? Will one still have the qualification to boast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Many times, when we are “victorious” in our life, when we achieved something significant in life, we somehow take pride in it. Have you ever stop and ponder who actually gave you the opportunities, talents etc? Do you realize that all these are blessings from God? Who then among us will actually gave all the glory and credit back to our Creator? As the malay saying goes “Bagaikan kacang lupakan kulit” (aka being an ungrateful person), will you also fall under this category? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;O Lord, as we are in the beginning of a new year, helps us to be a thankful person. Help us to be grateful constantly for all the blessings bestowed upon us, especially the grace that saved one from eternal damnation. Let us not despite Your words but to walk faithfully with you. As one of the business men said “Life is like a prepaid card with a limited validity”, help us then to treasure our life as how we ought to, help us to live a life that is glorifying Your mighty name and may we continue to be a good witness for your sake. Amen. &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/18157650-2483954311486007110?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2483954311486007110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2483954311486007110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2483954311486007110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2483954311486007110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year =)'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/TVIzK7yIS_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/oFLgzvOuf6k/s72-c/IMAG0087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-1396527266651561018</id><published>2011-01-10T14:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:17:55.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why would one shout in anger?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Read this from The Star.... Enjoy =)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Once a professor asked his students, "Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The students said, "We shout because we lose our calm."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"But why shout when the other person is just next to you? Isn't it possible to speak to him /her with a soft voice?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The students gave various answers, none of which satisfied the professor. Finally, he explained, " When 2 people are angry with each other, their hearts distance. To cover the distance, they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the louder they will have to shout to hear each other through that great distance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Then he asked, "What happned when 2 people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly. Why? Because their hearts are close. The distance between them is very small. When they ove each other even more, what happened? They don't speak - They only whisper and get closer to each other in thier love. Finally, they don't even need to whisper, they only look at each other, that's all. That's how close 2 people are when they love each other."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;So when you argue, don't let your heart get distant or say words that distance each other even more, or there may come a day when the distance is so great you will never find the path back to each other. &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/18157650-1396527266651561018?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/1396527266651561018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=1396527266651561018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1396527266651561018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1396527266651561018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-would-one-shout-in-anger.html' title='Why would one shout in anger?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-376848165825782232</id><published>2010-10-11T22:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:18:12.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A promise?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*Bringing along a wet rag &amp;amp; a bucket of water*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Now, now, there, there, there.... This blog is filled with spider web together with dust, dust and more dust!!!! *Spring cleaning time is up!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;It has been awhile since I step into my blog profile and click on the "New post" button. Is there still any reader out there? =/ *H E L L O ...... *Echo follows.....** OK.... Maybe not... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Boy, what a day.... Could hardly describe my day but thank God I manage to accomplished my task for the day =) I was driving back from work today with a heavy head... However, don't ask me why, the word "BLOG" suddenly came to mind. Hmmm.... Is this a hint that I should learn to write more? Yes, I have to admit that I do not have perfect English *Sigh* but yet as the old saying goes, "practice makes perfect", isn't it so? Thus, bear up with my mistakes, grammers and all the nonsense that I am (or soon to commit) committing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Now, what actually came into my mind when I thought of my blog? Interesting... Emm... Thoughts? I remember some of my readers told me in time past... 不管晴天， 雨天，不分昼夜，只要你还在写部落各，这里，永远都会有一个，至少一个，不离不去的读者。。。I was thinking to myself... Is that not a promise? Years after.... Now... Is it still valid? Well, I am 100% certain that it is "INVALID" now. But that's beside the point.... The main issue that I wish to point out is.... How long can one keep his / her promise(s)? Will there not be a time where he/she breaches the promise(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This morning, I can't stop thinking about the Israelites after my devotion. Words from Proverbs was lingering in my head since I read my portion of Sciptures today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Remember the days of old; consider the generations long past. Ask your father and he will tell you, your elders, and they will explain to you. When the Most High gave the nations their inheritance, when he divided all mankind, he set up boundaries for the peoples according to the number of the sons of Israel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For the LORD's portion is his people, Jacob his allotted inheritance. In a desert land he found him, in a barren and howling waste. He shielded him and cared for him; he guarded him as the apple of his eye, like an eagle that stirs up its nest and hovers over its young, that spreads its wings to catch them and carries them on its pinions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The LORD alone led him; no foreign god was with him. He made him ride on the heights of the land and fed him with the fruit of the fields. He nourished him with honey from the rock, and with oil from the flinty crag, with curds and milk from herd and flock and with fattened lambs and goats, with choice rams of Bashan and the finest kernels of wheat. You drank the foaming blood of the grape."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;They were so blessed.... They were as the apple of His eyes, God was protecting them always. He even provided them sufficiently. However, what is the ending of the story? They turned away from God and worship worthless and breathless idols. They have forgotten the God who fathered them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;You know what is the irony of this? Just a few chapter before, all you could read of is reminder after reminder to Israel that they should stay on the path of righteousness. They should worship only the Lord their God and no one else. In fact, they even acknowledged all those law and knew what would happen to them if they fail to obey it... Did they not went into a covenent with God? But what happened? Did they not fall into sin? Did they not get all those punishment spoken by God due to their failure in obeying His words?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A promise is so easily uttered now of days. Yes, at the spur of the moment, that promise might be a sincere utterance, but think again, are you willing to hold on to your promises and fulfill it as mention? If not, I rather one think twice or trice before uttering a promise to another. Don't act rashly but sit down and count your cost, for each word you utter, it will bring forth impact towards others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;As for me, I have a duty to carry out. May it be so then as it is uttered. May God grant me the strength and empowered me to do the necessary things for His glory sake. Amen. &lt;/span&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/18157650-376848165825782232?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/376848165825782232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=376848165825782232' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/376848165825782232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/376848165825782232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2010/10/promise.html' title='A promise?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6571164132644465414</id><published>2010-04-17T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:22:23.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of You and less of me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More holiness give me,&lt;br /&gt;More sweetness within,&lt;br /&gt;More patience in suff'ring,&lt;br /&gt;More sorrow for sin,&lt;br /&gt;More faith in my Savior,&lt;br /&gt;More sense of His care,&lt;br /&gt;More joy in His service,&lt;br /&gt;More freedom in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Come, my Savior, and help me,&lt;br /&gt;Comfort, strengthen and keep me;&lt;br /&gt;Thou each moment wilt save me,&lt;br /&gt;Thou art saving me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More gratitude give me,&lt;br /&gt;More trust in the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;More zeal for His glory,&lt;br /&gt;More hope in His Word,&lt;br /&gt;More tears for His sorrows,&lt;br /&gt;More pain at His grief,&lt;br /&gt;More meekness in trial,&lt;br /&gt;More praise for relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More victory give me,&lt;br /&gt;More strength to o'ercome,&lt;br /&gt;More freedom from earth-stains,&lt;br /&gt;More quest for the throne,&lt;br /&gt;More fit for the kingdom,&lt;br /&gt;More useful I'd be,&lt;br /&gt;More blessed and holy,&lt;br /&gt;More, Savior, like Thee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;By Philip Bliss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-6571164132644465414?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6571164132644465414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6571164132644465414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6571164132644465414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6571164132644465414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2010/04/more-of-you-and-less-of-me.html' title='More of You and less of me..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5496652845407746682</id><published>2010-04-05T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:22:34.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiresome..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/S7n570CV49I/AAAAAAAAAsk/d5p7_rKKBLE/s1600/WAFMCAJ8CALVCA9HH3Y6CAHOFI7LCADT7Q63CAEMQI82CAPD1AIPCAVC1W1YCAQH67PTCAJ37WH2CAZ2ACEGCAC2XMZBCAHWUQ0NCAKMVMZICAU1702MCAWS5134CA7BBM9QCA1F29XHCAUHK3V4CA7G8YQP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456667229512131538" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/S7n570CV49I/AAAAAAAAAsk/d5p7_rKKBLE/s320/WAFMCAJ8CALVCA9HH3Y6CAHOFI7LCADT7Q63CAEMQI82CAPD1AIPCAVC1W1YCAQH67PTCAJ37WH2CAZ2ACEGCAC2XMZBCAHWUQ0NCAKMVMZICAU1702MCAWS5134CA7BBM9QCA1F29XHCAUHK3V4CA7G8YQP.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 87px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 130px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2468686486_b4813b835b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3145/2468686486_b4813b835b.jpg?v=0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tiresome... I could hardly think properly now... With my work undone, my head can't seem to concentrate at all. Grant me strength... Grant me that strenght O Lord to persevere and be a faithful servant of Yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-5496652845407746682?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5496652845407746682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5496652845407746682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5496652845407746682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5496652845407746682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2010/04/tiresome.html' title='Tiresome..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/S7n570CV49I/AAAAAAAAAsk/d5p7_rKKBLE/s72-c/WAFMCAJ8CALVCA9HH3Y6CAHOFI7LCADT7Q63CAEMQI82CAPD1AIPCAVC1W1YCAQH67PTCAJ37WH2CAZ2ACEGCAC2XMZBCAHWUQ0NCAKMVMZICAU1702MCAWS5134CA7BBM9QCA1F29XHCAUHK3V4CA7G8YQP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3629405046580044582</id><published>2010-02-26T12:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:25:30.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A question that's not a question...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I was watching a Korean comedy show yesterday night and I couldn't stop laughing at them... Well, after a long day in the office, it is truly nice to have a good laugh at the end of the day =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Something interesting was brought up of when I watched the show... It goes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A: How was your result last time? Are you a good student?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;B: Emmm... I was good at some particular subjects... Not all.... I like language classes but my math was horrible. Even up till now, I can't do any multiplying questions AT ALL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;C: Oh... Is it? Hey, I faced the same situation as you! But I am not that bad until I can't do any questions regarding multiplication. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;D: *directing question to B* What is 6 * 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;B: Emm.......................... Sorry, I really don't know..... I know the answer for 1 * 7 though. *laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;E: *Looking at D* Hey, do you know the answer for your question? I doubt you even know the answer yourself! *Giggle* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;D: *calmly* Tell me E, who on earth will actually ask you a question when he / she already know the answer? If so, it won't be called as a question, isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*Silent for a few second.....* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;E: *with a serious looks* Sorry D, it is my mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*Everybody burst out laughing* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;=End=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Now..... 633 wonder.... During her school day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;When the teachers set exam questions for an exam, do you think they know the answer for it? If your answer is yes, why then is it called exam QUESTIONS? If no, does that mean they too need to sit down with us and study together? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;OK, enough of my lame joke. Enjoy your public holiday =)&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/18157650-3629405046580044582?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3629405046580044582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3629405046580044582' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3629405046580044582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3629405046580044582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2010/02/question-thats-not-question.html' title='A question that&apos;s not a question...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2940487796906833616</id><published>2010-02-08T23:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:25:57.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamunan? Realiti?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Angin bertiup sepoi-sepoi bahasa, dengan lembutnya terpukal akan mukaku... Aku memejam mataku dan mengizinkan diriku "melayang". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Adakah semua ini lamunan saya? Adakah kata-kata kesat itu dituju terhadapku? Adakah semua ini satu pembohongan? Adakah perubahan itu benar?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Entah sejak bila, air mata mengalir perlahan ke pipiku. Dengan segera aku menjenguk ke gendela. Permikiranku keliru dan sering kali persoalan itu tertimbul dalam mindaku. Aku menggeleng kepalaku dan mula berdoa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Mengapa Engkau berdiri jauh dan menyembunyikan diriMu pada waktu ini? Bangkitlah, Tuhan, hulurkan tanganMu dan janganlah sesekali melupakan aku."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*Mengesat air mataku* Teringin aku menafikan kebenara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;n tersebut namun, itu tidak mungkin.. Semenjak hari itu, dimana aku telah memilih jalan ini, aku sepatutnya bersedia untuk menanggung segala-galanya. Baiklah, biarkanlah aku menanggungnya dengan hati yang gembira. Hanya satu permintaan daripadaku, iaitu, Tuhan, bersama-samalah dengan aku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;P/s Tarikh Luput untuk "lamunan"mu: 12.02.2010&lt;br /&gt;=Tamat=&lt;/span&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/18157650-2940487796906833616?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2940487796906833616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2940487796906833616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2940487796906833616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2940487796906833616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2010/02/lamunan-realiti.html' title='Lamunan? Realiti?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5053719214608135092</id><published>2010-02-04T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:28:48.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come... Come.. Come...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;To every toiling, heavy-laden sinner, Jesus says, "Come to me and rest". But there are many toiling, heavy-laden believers, too. For them this same invitation is meant. Note well the words of Jesus, if you are heavy-laden with your service, and do not mistake it. It is not, "Go, labour on," as perhaps you imagine. On the contrary, it is stop, turn back, "Come to me and rest." Never, never did Christ send a heavy laden one to work; never, never did He send a hungry one, a weary one, a sick or sorrowing one, away on any service. For such the Bible only says, "Come, come, come." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;=Hudson Taylor=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I am weary and tired... Somehow, I was reminded of this song. One of my favourite hymns. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNN9DBobCdw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNN9DBobCdw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-5053719214608135092?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5053719214608135092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5053719214608135092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5053719214608135092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5053719214608135092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2010/02/come-come-come.html' title='Come... Come.. Come...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2441744729166339625</id><published>2010-01-30T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:28:36.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;May my eyes see what You have done since creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;May my ears hear what You have to say to me since my birth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;May my mouth speak only what You intend me to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;May my heart understand Your statutes and obey them until the end of my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Good night to all &amp;amp; Happy Sabbath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-2441744729166339625?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2441744729166339625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2441744729166339625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2441744729166339625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2441744729166339625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2010/01/may-i.html' title='May I...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6207389135031841815</id><published>2010-01-25T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:29:36.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I read... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I never see failure as failure, but only as a learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;I never see failure as failure, but only as the negative feedback I need, to change course in my direction.&lt;br /&gt;I never see failure as failure, but only as the opportunity to develop my sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;I never see failure as failure, but only as the practice my techniques &amp;amp; perfect my performance.&lt;br /&gt;I never see failure as failure, but only as the game I must learn to win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;=Tom Hopkins=&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/18157650-6207389135031841815?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6207389135031841815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6207389135031841815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6207389135031841815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6207389135031841815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2010/01/something-i-read.html' title='Something I read... =)'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5212021257225568503</id><published>2010-01-09T17:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:18:15.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ Jr in action.. .</title><content type='html'>Wao.. He's really very good!!!! =P So adorable!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3hM7OdMSwg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e3hM7OdMSwg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="340"&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/18157650-5212021257225568503?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5212021257225568503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5212021257225568503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5212021257225568503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5212021257225568503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2010/01/mj-jr-in-action.html' title='MJ Jr in action.. .'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4436668925452973964</id><published>2009-12-12T23:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:31:24.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>鍾嘉欣</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm... A sweet looking lady... With her tears in her eyes, she can really melt ones heart.. =) Enjoy the song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BCSal2ZB1Lo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BCSal2ZB1Lo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tvHQVBrZtLo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tvHQVBrZtLo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-4436668925452973964?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4436668925452973964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4436668925452973964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4436668925452973964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4436668925452973964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='鍾嘉欣'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-1367504001005137784</id><published>2009-11-26T13:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:33:25.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A blessed sick day =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Sw4UvK27s5I/AAAAAAAAAsY/80tyCF4OTRs/s1600/sick_pumpkin_2_353x470.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408283003119711122" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Sw4UvK27s5I/AAAAAAAAAsY/80tyCF4OTRs/s320/sick_pumpkin_2_353x470.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Taken from: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/cumbria/content/image_galleries/halloween_pumpkins.shtml?28"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.bbc.co.uk/cumbria/content/image_galleries/halloween_pumpkins.shtml?28&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Not feeling well today. I could hardly drag myself out of bed this morning! I am suppose to wake up 6 in the morning but I kept on pressing the snooze button and went back to bed. At last, I stop the alarm clock and wanting to get out from bed. I then realized that I can’t! My body was totally out of my control for few minutes and my nose was blocked. I didn’t have the strength at all to even wake up. There I was, staring at my ceiling with my eyes half opened. Yes, I did went back to sleep eventually. I only manage to drag myself out of the bed at 7am. Thank God for His alarm clock! I felt the dizziness and realized that I was having a slight fever. DARN! I got no time to loose and I will be late if I am not out of my bed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Instantly, I grabbed my towel and had a quick bath. Round about 730am, I was out of the house. Well, I think all things are truly well planned by God! The traffic was smooth and there is no sign of jam at all! I think most of the people are excited about tomorrow’s public holiday and decided to take off today as well. =) I arrived safely at 8am and I decided to take a nap in my car. Yes, I was super blur and I forgot to put an alarm to wake me up… This is what happened when you are sick! FORGETFUL AND BLUR! No I was not late for work, in fact I manage to wake up (miraculously) at 845am! Ahh.. God is truly good to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Here I am, before my laptop, feeling so darn blur and sick…. Well, one thing I can be sure of… My head kept on thinking about the message I heard and the pictures I saw yesterday. I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about the kids in Sri Lanka. How they were to go through their day to day life and how they were to appreciate things that we constantly take for granted. Are you grateful to have a house? A bed? A toothbrush? Toothpaste maybe? Well, you must be thinking 633 is crazy but look at other people and their life! How many of them have the privilege to have a house with cement as their flooring? How many of them have the privilege to use the toilet? How many of them are privilege to have a bed to sleep on? There are so many out there, living a simple life. Too simple until the extend that they don’t even have furnitue in their house! Are we not suppose to be thankful people and appreciate what God has given onto us? Truly, He is good but how many of us are taking His blessing for granted? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Lord, help me to be a thankful person and to appreciate your most precious gift from above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;=Signing off=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&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/18157650-1367504001005137784?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/1367504001005137784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=1367504001005137784' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1367504001005137784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1367504001005137784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessed-sick-day.html' title='A blessed sick day =)'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Sw4UvK27s5I/AAAAAAAAAsY/80tyCF4OTRs/s72-c/sick_pumpkin_2_353x470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-9199319362103118357</id><published>2009-11-24T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:34:27.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Krishna Curry House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Today lunch was interesting.. My colleague brought me to Krishna Curry House together with other technicians. It is located at Jalan 222, Petaling Jaya. Wao... I have no reason at all to resist their mutton! It's SUPERB! Hahaha... It was so soft and tender... Their way of cooking things are quite unique. They actually served in claypot form (if you order it). Heheh... One thing I like about that place is.. I am able to eat with my hands and nobody is staring at you with a strange look. ^.^ Well if you like Indian food, do try this shop, especially the mutton =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;One thing caught my attention... It was their bill! I forgot to snap a photo of it though. It was filled with pictures, pictures and only pictures. There were no words like "Chicken", "fish" or "mutton" but pictures of them! Hahhaha... I find it quite funny when I looked at the thing... Hehehe... I will snap some photos if I have the chance to go there again ^.^&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/18157650-9199319362103118357?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/9199319362103118357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=9199319362103118357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9199319362103118357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9199319362103118357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/11/krishna-curry-house.html' title='Krishna Curry House'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2605342206690621011</id><published>2009-11-19T21:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:35:13.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phil 3:13 - 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Xim wu tam pok tia... Xiang ka gui eh lang ai tor aja... Xim zia cheng cho wa kar qi boi jip ke eh. Tapi xim an juar ani si tia? Lang jiu si ani kuan... Ani tam xim, ani pai si, ani boh nao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Sorry readers, just want to post this to remind myself of something very important. Please ignore if you can't understand a word that I type. =) &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/18157650-2605342206690621011?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2605342206690621011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2605342206690621011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2605342206690621011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2605342206690621011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/11/phil-313-14.html' title='Phil 3:13 - 14'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2521726007192273853</id><published>2009-11-18T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:37:10.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Bugs bunny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;An interesting start for my third week of work. I didn't have much sleep a day before Monday as I was awaken by a sick rabbit during the wee hours. The poor rabbit was suffering before she left me behind not knowing what raelly went wrong with her. Yes, she is no more around now but I can never forget her looks on that day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Carrying her one last time before she left me was truly speechless. Just a second ago, she was alive and jumping and in splite second, the heart stop beating. Things in life is so uncertain. In fact, nothing is certain in life. Can you be so certain that you are able to spent all the money that you earn? Can you be certain that you will still have 10 years on earth? What about your job? Do you think you can secure it for another 10 years? Truly human work in vain if they are focusing on things of the earth. You can be so successful in your life but you left out one thing... How sure are you that you have a "tomorrow" to live on? Just like the rabbit, I didn't expect it to die few hours after I brought it back home. But it did... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I couldn't stop but to think of what King Solomon wrote on Ecclesiastes, "Meaningless, meaningless. Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.". I picked up the book and flip to the end of the chapter and remind myself of something important in life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Fear God and keep His commandments, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For this is man’s all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For God will bring every work into judgment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;including every secret thing, whether good or evil. &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/18157650-2521726007192273853?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2521726007192273853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2521726007192273853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2521726007192273853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2521726007192273853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/11/rip-bugs-bunny.html' title='RIP Bugs bunny...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-8088827365928558533</id><published>2009-11-06T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:38:08.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear diary, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After approximately 2 months of so called 'holidays', I'm back into the working world.. It has been a week since I started work. I'm currently working in an IT company and holding an interesting position. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My work for now will be monthly SLA reporting. I haven started anything yet but I'm currently 'playing' and observing their previous data. Meanwhile, I'm learning some new things regarding MS Excel from the internet. :) Ah.. It has been awhile since I last use Excel.. This will definately be a good time to polish up my skills :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm... Still not familiar with the reporting yet but I believe, in due time, everything will be within my finger tip. I have to admit that I'm still feel raw with the environment but thank God for the people are nice to me over there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I'm enjoying my time now in the office as there's not much work for me. However, I can foresee that it will be hectic in the coming week. I shall anticipate it and be ready for the battle! Gambateh neh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;=Sign off=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-8088827365928558533?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/8088827365928558533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=8088827365928558533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8088827365928558533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8088827365928558533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/11/working-world.html' title='Working world...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7305745015743808781</id><published>2009-10-23T15:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:39:31.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Test... Are you ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I was browsing Facebook this afternoon and I saw a video shared by a friend of mine. The video instantly caught my attention as it is related to McDonald's. Oh yes, I am a McD fans Emmm.... "Was a McD fan" maybe? Details are as below:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Content of the video 1: An experiment carried out by Morgan on McD food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Purpose: To show us how food is broken down in our body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/on6BSfHlK_w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/on6BSfHlK_w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;OK, I have to say that it is DISGUSTING!!! As a French fries lover, I really wonder what on earth McD used to produce their French fries. Aren't they using POTATOES? *Pondering how much of McD French fries I have consumed throughout my whole life*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Out of curiosity, I went to YouTube and tried to search for a person who has carried out another experiment on the decomposition of McD food but this time for a longer period of time. Well, you bet I found one! Please be prepared to see what happens to McD food after 4 YEARS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;= Video 2 =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IGtDPG4UfI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IGtDPG4UfI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;OK.... Interesting facts for the day....... Now I can understand why people can really gain weight by consuming fast food! That is because the food they are consuming are not breaking down as how it is expected to! My next question will be...... McD anyone? =P&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/18157650-7305745015743808781?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7305745015743808781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7305745015743808781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7305745015743808781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7305745015743808781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/10/test-are-you-ready.html' title='The Test... Are you ready?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-8804162373204786839</id><published>2009-10-17T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:40:58.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord shall be my strength</title><content type='html'>一切的付出我都看得见，但不知为何主有此安排。心底却实很混乱但在我最软弱的时候，上帝啊，请你应允我依靠你。让我一心一意的跟随你吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidakkah kautahu, dan tidakkah kaudengar? TUHAN ialah Tuhan kekal yang menciptakan bumi dari ujung ke ujung; Ia tidak menjadi lelah dan tidak menjadi lesu, tidak terduga pengertianNya. Dia memberi kekuatan kepada yang lelah dan menambah semangat kepada yang tidak berdaya. Orang muda menjadi lelah dan lesu dan teruna-teruna jatuh tersandung, tetapi orang yang menanti-nantikan TUHAN mendapat kekuatan baru; mereka seumpama rajawali yang naik terbang dengan kekuatan sayapnya; mereka berlari dan tidak menjadi lesu, mereka berjalan dan tidak menjadi lelah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-8804162373204786839?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/8804162373204786839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=8804162373204786839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8804162373204786839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8804162373204786839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/10/lord-shall-be-my-strength.html' title='The Lord shall be my strength'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6419337622231393162</id><published>2009-10-08T12:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:42:40.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be watchful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Something interesting that I read from Sunday School Teaching Network... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span family="SANSSERIF" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your thoughts; they become words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span family="SANSSERIF" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your words; they become actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span family="SANSSERIF" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your actions; they become habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span family="SANSSERIF" style="color: blue; font-family: Arial; font-size: 100%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your habits; they become character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span family="SANSSERIF" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/18157650-6419337622231393162?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6419337622231393162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6419337622231393162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6419337622231393162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6419337622231393162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-watchful.html' title='Be watchful'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3260552587569043530</id><published>2009-09-12T15:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:43:48.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 wishes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Interesting short story I read through The Star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;A King's 3 wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;After conquering many kingdoms, the great Greek king Alexander was returning home when he fell seriously ill. Nothing his generals did could cure him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;With death staring him in the face, Alex realised how his conquests, his great army, his sharp sword and all his wealth were of no value to him as he lay waiting to breathe his last. All he wanted then was to go home, see his mother's face and bid her a fond farewell. But knowing that he would not have time to reach his distant homeland, he summoned his generals and told them: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;" I will depart from this world soon. I have 3 wishes which you must carry out without fail." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;With tears flowing down their cheeks, all his men could do was nod. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"My first desire is that my physicians alone must carry my coffin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;After a long pause, the king continued, " when my coffin is being carried to the grave, the path leading to the graveyard should be strewn with the gold, silver and precious stones which I have in my treasury."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Quite exhausted by then, he said softly: "Finally, after I'm gone, let both my hands dangle out of my coffin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The people who had gathered around the king wondered about his strange requests. But no one dared to ask about the rational behind them. Alex's favourite general then kissed his hands and pressed them to his heart. "I assure your highness that your wishes will be fulfilled. But why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;At this the ailing monarch took a deep breathe and said: " I would like the world to know the 3 lessons I have just learnt."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"I want my physicians to carry my coffin because people should realise that no doctor can cure every ailment. Doctors cannot save a person from the clutches of death. So let not people take life for granted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Strewing gold, silver and other riches along the path to the graveyard will serve to remind everyone that I might have spent my life accumulating riches, but I cannot even take a piece of gold with me when I die. So let people realise that it is a sheer waste of time to chase wealth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"As for the final wish to leave my hands dangling out of the coffin, I want people to know that I came empty-handed into this world and I will leave the same way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;With these words, the king closed his eyes as death conquered him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(Taken from The Star, dated 6th September 2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;...Food for thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;On his deathbed, the king raelised those crucial lessons about life. What about you? Are you still not convince that all things in this world is meaningless? Did not the Bible told us that through Solomon? (Ecclesiastes) King Solomon was wealthy, filled with wisdom, have tonnes of servants, definitely tried many things of the world, have beautiful wives and kids etc. He was practically an"idol" for all isn't it? Don't you wish to be in Solomon's shoe, to enjoy all those hings? But look at what Solomon said in the conclusion of Ecclesiastes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Fear God and keep His commandments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For this is man’s all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For God will bring every work into judgment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Including every secret thing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Whether good or evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Thus, chose wisely on what you are investing in this life... Remember, fear God and keep His commandments.&lt;/span&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/18157650-3260552587569043530?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3260552587569043530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3260552587569043530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3260552587569043530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3260552587569043530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-wishes.html' title='3 wishes...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7398038471762618083</id><published>2009-09-05T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:44:36.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Calvin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SqItG4vOrrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/EG44ARdYgZY/s1600-h/Ch3CALVIN.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377910501366738610" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SqItG4vOrrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/EG44ARdYgZY/s320/Ch3CALVIN.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 235px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 78%;"&gt;(taken from: http://www.etsu.edu/cas/history/resources/Private/Faculty/Fac_To1877ChapterDocFiles/ChapterImages/Ch3CALVIN.jpg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Friday Youth Fellowship was interesting as we broke out from the norm and did a biography section instead. An influencial French reformist was picked and the story began....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I am not going to present you his biography here as it will be too long for me to do so. (For more information: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Calvin"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Calvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;). But I would like to highlight something that triggered me to put on my thinking cap regarding this guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;John was a simple and normal guy. However, many took notice of him not because of his looks, his family background etc but of his single-mindedness towards God. The things that he preached was nothing but the truth and only the truth he cling on to until the day he died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I believe he really struggled in some part of his life as God placed him in a situation whereby John knew that it was God's will towards him but he didn't want to obey it. Nevertheless, who can win the almighty God? If that is His will, thus, He will ensure that His selected one will carry out His will according to His plan. So it was, John at last did what was required out of him willingly with God's strength. How many of us out there are willing to give their heart to God and obey even though what is in God's mind is different than ours? Well, I have to say that it's truly a big slap on myself as many times I chose to go on my own path and my own ways instead of His. How about you? Are you too rebelling against Him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Secondly, John's life was truly very discipline. How many of us are truly having a discipline life? Yes, many might said what is the use of discipline life but think with me for a moment, if you are not discipline in your life, how much time have you wasted throughout all these years on earth? If you are discipline, you won't face the situation of "doing last minute work", you won't face the situation of "panic because work is undone" etc. Talking is easier than action, thus, am I doing what is necessary to cultivate discipline life? Ahhh... Sadly, the word "discipline" is still far away from me, I have to catch up and truly commit my weaknesses to Him for a changed life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Last but not least, after all these years, John Calvin's is still 'among us'... Why? Why nobody remember you great great great grandparents but people remember who John Calvin was? Why? Because John Calvin devoted and invested his whole life into God's word and as it is written in the bible, "The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever." (Isaiah 40:8). Are you investing your life on the right thing? Or are you investing your life on worldly things (i.e. family, money, job etc)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;All in all, the whole section was a soul seeking section, well at least it is for me. It is a challenge put forth to me to check on my life. Am I living as howHe wants me to live? Am I glorifying His name as how I ought to? Am I being the light and salt of the world? May I too have the eyes that focus upon heavenly things, ears to listen to His words and a submissive heart to Christ.&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/18157650-7398038471762618083?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7398038471762618083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7398038471762618083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7398038471762618083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7398038471762618083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/09/john-calvin.html' title='John Calvin'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SqItG4vOrrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/EG44ARdYgZY/s72-c/Ch3CALVIN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-1683767093618477738</id><published>2009-08-29T23:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:46:38.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Press on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SplLQT44Y2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/jrCi-vqhnKk/s1600-h/struggle_a_little.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375410373832237922" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SplLQT44Y2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/jrCi-vqhnKk/s320/struggle_a_little.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 251px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.pravsworld.com/new/experience_struggle_a_little.htm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Reading Ecclesiastes for the very first time. Apparently, I am attracted to Solomon's writing. Have to admit that reading the passage really search my heart. Currently in the state of fighting with my own self. The will &amp;amp; desires within me are so strong until the extend I wish to give up and lay back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;There is a voice within me telling me to go on, go on, and go on.. Suddenly, it reminds me of Job. A man whom when through many trials yet he was still able to say the word "Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked I will depart. The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away; may the name of the LORD be praised."(Job 1:21). What was Job thinking back then? What was is motivation to cling on to God, though many things took place in his life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Only one thing I can be certain of... God is a faithful God. He is a God that fulfill all His promises. No, not one is forfeited. Yes, though things are "not in place" in your eyes but be of good cheer for it is in place in God's eyes. As God said "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." (Jeremiah 29: 11), therefore, rejoice in your heart and serve Him with all your heart, knowing that He is in control of all things.&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/18157650-1683767093618477738?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/1683767093618477738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=1683767093618477738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1683767093618477738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1683767093618477738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/08/press-on.html' title='Press on!'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SplLQT44Y2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/jrCi-vqhnKk/s72-c/struggle_a_little.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3043039817820186680</id><published>2009-08-17T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:47:56.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiring..</title><content type='html'>不断的飞翔。。 。渐渐的觉得疲惫。。。 歇了一会儿， 看看世界，才发觉我原来错过了很多东西。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;读了一句很有意义的话语。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am only one, but still I am one.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot do everything, but still I can do something;&lt;br /&gt;and because I cannot do everything,&lt;br /&gt;I will not refuse to do something that I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Helen Keller=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愿我学会为上帝付出一切。。&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/18157650-3043039817820186680?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3043039817820186680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3043039817820186680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3043039817820186680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3043039817820186680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/08/tiring.html' title='Tiring..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2933086556252264977</id><published>2009-08-08T18:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:50:18.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's way and not man's way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I was reading an article from the newspaper and it triggered me to think a little... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;=Story=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;There was once a priest being invited to a foreign land, to a church nearby the sea. As he prepared himself, he was praying earnestly to God for good weather, free from traffic jam as well as journey mercy there. However, as he drove, the rain doesn't seem to abate but it became worse. He was disappointed and sad. In his heart, he can't stop thinking why is God not listening to his prayers? If the weather is so bad, who will probably come to church and listen to my preaching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;As he arrived, his heart was not in peace at all while he stepped in the church. To his amazement, the church was packed with people! He couldn't believe his eyes and wonder what was happening! The native preacher approached him and warmly welcome his coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"What.... What happened?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Ahh.... Because all the natives are fishermen, however, because the rain is too strong for them to go out the sea for fishing, thus all the young and old are here to listen to your sermon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;God's grace, mighty works, miracles, who can predict them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Accidents, wars, man-made accidents and many more are continuously happening around us... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Why don't we learn to submit all things in God's hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;=End= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Short yet meaningful, isn't it? Well, at least to me, it is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the LORD, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope. Then you will call upon Me and go and pray to Me, and I will listen to you. And you will seek Me and find &lt;i style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;Me,&lt;/i&gt; when you search for Me with all your heart. I will be found by you, says the LORD (Jeremiah 29: 11 - 14)&lt;/span&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/18157650-2933086556252264977?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2933086556252264977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2933086556252264977' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2933086556252264977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2933086556252264977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/08/gods-way-and-not-mans-way.html' title='God&apos;s way and not man&apos;s way...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5451376203307263132</id><published>2009-08-04T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:51:20.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love without degree..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SnhaPB3mKsI/AAAAAAAAAr8/BqKVoEsUHKE/s1600-h/3838650-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366138170258107074" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SnhaPB3mKsI/AAAAAAAAAr8/BqKVoEsUHKE/s320/3838650-lg.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 213px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://gallery.photo.net/photo/3838650-lg.jpg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ironic == Characterized by often poignant difference or incongruity between what is expected and what actually is (Definition from WordWeb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;握着曾经被我用一把火烧的信, 信的右上角深深的留下痕迹... 阅读我亲手写的信, 心真的很酸. 但, 当我回想与上帝的约定, 上帝的恩典, 我, 渐渐的笑了. =) 真的很感激上帝一路来的带领. 如不是他的看顾, 我想我就不是现在的我了. 我, 渐渐的看见上帝对我的爱. 我虽不能了解为何上帝有此安排，但我清楚了解上帝是上帝。他的安排永是最好的。&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/18157650-5451376203307263132?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5451376203307263132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5451376203307263132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5451376203307263132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5451376203307263132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-without-degree.html' title='Love without degree..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SnhaPB3mKsI/AAAAAAAAAr8/BqKVoEsUHKE/s72-c/3838650-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3335085660657897009</id><published>2009-07-23T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:52:37.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SmiJFGymWzI/AAAAAAAAAr0/rmxmjSbNY-A/s1600-h/A_Chance_of_Sunshine_lr-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361686077199768370" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SmiJFGymWzI/AAAAAAAAAr0/rmxmjSbNY-A/s320/A_Chance_of_Sunshine_lr-06.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 297px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;（Taken from: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GmCMi0Z91VI/SfAu5ESX3SI/AAAAAAAABEU/6iPxbrlsJYY/s320/%E5%87%A0%E7%B1%B3.bmp)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;舍得，舍得，有舍才有得。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;放弃一样东西，却得到了另一样的恩赐。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;你。。 愿意放弃一切跟随主耶稣吗？&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/18157650-3335085660657897009?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3335085660657897009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3335085660657897009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3335085660657897009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3335085660657897009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='='/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SmiJFGymWzI/AAAAAAAAAr0/rmxmjSbNY-A/s72-c/A_Chance_of_Sunshine_lr-06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-412036289747087588</id><published>2009-07-21T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:08:42.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Rise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SmXVNh_JUJI/AAAAAAAAArs/TAMhebN2AoI/s1600-h/sun-rise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SmXVNh_JUJI/AAAAAAAAArs/TAMhebN2AoI/s320/sun-rise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360925359892680850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;（Taken from: http://media.photobucket.com/image/sun%20rise/rajeevmaa/sun-rise.jpg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/SHANSH%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I be able to see such beautiful scene?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-412036289747087588?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/412036289747087588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=412036289747087588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/412036289747087588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/412036289747087588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/07/sun-rise.html' title='Sun Rise...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SmXVNh_JUJI/AAAAAAAAArs/TAMhebN2AoI/s72-c/sun-rise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4004068359045831910</id><published>2009-07-06T23:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T17:58:48.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch time =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 100%;"&gt;4 hungry girls, *I wonder where is the guy* led by Frodo Shan Shang, went to seek out food in an obscure place. After many sore trials and tribulations (getting rundown by speeding cars etc.), they reached the place. However, the threat from within loomed its ugly head and the fellowship was nearly broken... yada yada... captioning time :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 100%;"&gt;(Quote from 737's FB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For a moment, I truly enjoy "acting stupid" in front of the camera... But on the other hand... Maybe not?? Why?? See.... What kind of "DISTORTED" story came out from a 'peaceful,' 'pleasant', 'enjoyable' lunch time of mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(Link to photos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/shanshang633#/album.php?aid=124946&amp;amp;id=664096807&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/shanshang633#/album.php?aid=124946&amp;amp;id=664096807&amp;amp;ref=mf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Deb, Willy, 737 &amp;amp; wife decided to drop by and have lunch with me today. Well, to be honest, that one hour seems to passed by very fast! Work was SUPER HECTIC today as my "client's " demand became more and more 'interesting'.. Thus, a short one hour break is truly "heaven" to me as that's when I truly throw aside all things and just enjoy my lunch together with my 'LOTR's cartoons' =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I believe the pictures + captions did a great job in describing my lunch hour today... THOUGH most of the captions are exaggerated... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for dropping by ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/18157650-4004068359045831910?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4004068359045831910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4004068359045831910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4004068359045831910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4004068359045831910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/07/lunch-time.html' title='Lunch time =)'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7962439505915535867</id><published>2009-07-02T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T18:00:06.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A feeble leg..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Being asked by some for not updating my blog... Thus, here I am, fixing my eyes before the PC, writing this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A short 1 month seems unreasonably long to me.. Many things came about and decisions need to be made. Having that letter in hand, I looked at it and quietly listening to what she has to said to me before I leave the room. Somehow, I doubt for a moment, but when I leave the room, I know for a fact that, that is the path that I should take. Having the peace in heart, I cling on to my decision and may all things goes well =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffffcc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;There's a way tat seems right to a man, but its end is the way of death."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This will be a hectic month for me again... Sigh.. Yearning for a break!!! Truly, I am exhausted. The tiredness is beyond words. I truly yearn for a holiday and hopefully after this month, things will be more settled down in life. Maybe I will find a weekend and drive down to see my granny.. I miss my hometown =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Lord Jesus, I sin. Grant that I may never cease grieving because of it, never be content with myself, never think I can reach a point of perfection. Kill my envy, command my tongue, trample down self. Give me grace to be holy, kind, gentle, pure, peaceable, to live for Thee and not for self, to copy Thy words, acts, spirit, to be transformed into Thy likeness, to be consecrated wholly to Thee, to live entirely to Thy glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Deliver me from attachment to things unclean, from wrong associations, from the predominance of evil passions, from the sugar of sin as well as its gap; that with self-loathing, deep contrition, earnest heart searching I may come to Thee, cast myself on Thee, trust in Thee, cry to Thee, be delivered by Thee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O God, the Eternal All, help me to know that all things are shadows, but Thou art substance, all things are quicksands, but Thou art mountain, all things are shifting, but Thou art anchor, all things are ignorance, but Thou art wisdom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Lord, help me, for I am often lukewarm and chill; unbelief mars my confidence, sin makes me forget Thee. Let the weeds that grow in my soul be cut at their roots; grant me to know that I truly live only when I live to Thee, that all else is trifling. Thy presence alone can make me holy, devout, strong and happy. Abide in me, gracious God. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.spurgeongems.org/prayers.htm)&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/18157650-7962439505915535867?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7962439505915535867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7962439505915535867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7962439505915535867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7962439505915535867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeble-leg.html' title='A feeble leg..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7524422297571668482</id><published>2009-06-29T22:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T18:01:24.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H1N1 Song????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Something interesting that my boss send to me.... OK, it is disgusting... Be prepared... I was amaze how people can use such a disease to come out with such a song ==.....==""""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lViRlo1_b1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/18157650-7524422297571668482?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7524422297571668482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7524422297571668482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7524422297571668482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7524422297571668482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/06/n1h1-song.html' title='H1N1 Song????'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-894711615404904865</id><published>2009-05-27T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T18:03:48.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why should God write a book for us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Currently reading a book by Jill Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I present her work.... (Summarize version aka only taking main points)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Title: Why do we need the bible? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Bible reading: Job 9:10 ; Psalm 119 esp v105; Psalm 145&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Bible is the only Book claims to be written by God. Its human authors having been guided in every word by the Holy Spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why should God write a book for us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;a) Because He made us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The bible is our Maker's instruction Book. He knows far better than we know ourselves. How &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;strange it must seem that human should think they know better than their Maker!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Human &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;are so small and He is so great! We need God to reveal Himself to us and teach us how we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;should live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;b) Because we are only human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;We are physical (flesh &amp;amp; bone) while God is spiritual. He is everywhere, all knowing and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;everlasting. Could a fish write a book about life on dry land? Or could a blind man write a book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;on sunset photography? How then can we write about Heaven / about God when we haven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;known or experienced either?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;c) Because we are so sinful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;We sinners are not the best people to understand the plans of a holy God. We have rebelled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;and offended our Maker. He must show us the terms of forgiveness &amp;amp; reconciliation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;d) Because we are so changeable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Our ideas &amp;amp; theories change from year to year. Leaders rise and fall. Scientists &amp;amp; politicians &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;change their minds. But God is unchanging. He never varies and He put His truth down in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;writing so that it can be preserved and handed down from 1 generation to another without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;alteration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Summary:-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Our world is a dark place, away from God. Even the cleverest, "best" people are only little humans, deeply affected by the disease of sin. How wonderful then that God has shined into our darkness with the light of His word - a lamp to our feet and a light to our path - showing us the Truth, telling us the good news of a Saviour. &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/18157650-894711615404904865?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/894711615404904865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=894711615404904865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/894711615404904865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/894711615404904865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-should-god-write-book-for-us.html' title='Why should God write a book for us?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6350486274980764060</id><published>2009-05-13T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:09:19.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick Vukicic</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQPmY4nIjVE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nQPmY4nIjVE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-6350486274980764060?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6350486274980764060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6350486274980764060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6350486274980764060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6350486274980764060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/05/nick-vukicic.html' title='Nick Vukicic'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-9177094528317817303</id><published>2009-05-13T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:13:58.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Understatement..</title><content type='html'>The block....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short, yet way too meaningful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-9177094528317817303?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/9177094528317817303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=9177094528317817303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9177094528317817303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9177094528317817303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/05/understatement.html' title='Understatement..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-9019165610762915607</id><published>2009-05-12T21:58:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:06:22.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok Jazz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I met up with my senior for dinner yesterday. He wanted something spicy and my colleague suggested that we go Bangkok Jazz.. So off we go.. It is located at Chulan Square and the best part? It is empty inside... Mind you, I don't like crowded place and since it is empty the service of the restaurant is good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmBssdOPcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/ogJ7GnRvtwY/s1600-h/bigimg_bangkokjazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334937838445018562" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmBssdOPcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/ogJ7GnRvtwY/s320/bigimg_bangkokjazz.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 194px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.timeoutkl.com/music/venues/Bangkok-Jazz-Thai-Bistro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;This is the view of the interior... It is as though catering for couples, it is practically candle light dinner... (=..-)" It is simple, calming environment... Love it!! The waiters were constantly checking on you. They were very proactive! They don't wait until you ask for something but they will "forecast" ahead.. I have to give them a pat on their back for their service. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmBimjDufI/AAAAAAAAAq0/tXa17iU53PY/s1600-h/025-BangkokJazzInterior3.jpg" style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334937665060190706" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmBimjDufI/AAAAAAAAAq0/tXa17iU53PY/s320/025-BangkokJazzInterior3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmBURU4bjI/AAAAAAAAAqs/XIhAPFqBLyw/s1600-h/023-BangkokJazzInterior1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334937418845417010" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmBURU4bjI/AAAAAAAAAqs/XIhAPFqBLyw/s320/023-BangkokJazzInterior1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://chocoholicmemoirs.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-that-jazz.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The menu in the restaurant is interesting... Why? Because... I don't even know what I was ordering.. Hahaha.. It is in Thai but with some short description below every single dish. Hmmm... We didn't try their appetizer though.. We went straight to main course as we were so darn hungry!!! The serving was fast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmGNvr1EEI/AAAAAAAAArc/A3tXkX5pYpE/s1600-h/11052009035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334942804293783618" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmGNvr1EEI/AAAAAAAAArc/A3tXkX5pYpE/s320/11052009035.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Curry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;SUPERB SPICY but very nice! Did you see the cili padi??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmGDcB-krI/AAAAAAAAArU/xWyirMXu4vE/s1600-h/11052009034.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334942627219280562" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmGDcB-krI/AAAAAAAAArU/xWyirMXu4vE/s320/11052009034.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Don't know the exact name for this, but it is chicken inside. Can't stop eating it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmFzFrMX1I/AAAAAAAAArM/luBTcWAD5gk/s1600-h/11052009033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334942346340228946" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmFzFrMX1I/AAAAAAAAArM/luBTcWAD5gk/s320/11052009033.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Vegetables cooked with belacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmFdQWq3SI/AAAAAAAAArE/oCRNrDAb1-U/s1600-h/11052009032.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334941971249814818" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmFdQWq3SI/AAAAAAAAArE/oCRNrDAb1-U/s320/11052009032.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Specially requested by my senior , pineapple fried rice. Ended up he didn't eat much as he wanted me to eat more. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmHzQCni5I/AAAAAAAAArk/javZD30Ad64/s1600-h/11052009036.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334944548146088850" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmHzQCni5I/AAAAAAAAArk/javZD30Ad64/s320/11052009036.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Lastly.... TOM YAM SOUP! This soup is SUPERB! Hahaha... The amount of things they put in... Wulala~ It's really very nice! I totally enjoyed the soup! OK, it's spicy! But... NICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;In short, I enjoy the meal! It's simply yet nice! All the food were well cooked! Ahh.. How I wish I can have another bowl of the tom yam soup now! SLURP!!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For those who are interested in trying out, here are the details:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Restaurant name: Bangkok Jazz Thai Bistro (opposite Pavillion / Menara Keck Seng)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Address: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Lot B1-A, Chulan Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;92, Jalan Raja Chulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;50200 Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Wilayah Persekutuan&lt;/span&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/18157650-9019165610762915607?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/9019165610762915607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=9019165610762915607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9019165610762915607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9019165610762915607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/05/bangkok-jazz.html' title='Bangkok Jazz...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SgmBssdOPcI/AAAAAAAAAq8/ogJ7GnRvtwY/s72-c/bigimg_bangkokjazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2375492292789876450</id><published>2009-04-28T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:48:32.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linda Chung</title><content type='html'>Feel in love with this girl.. So pretty ^^ Enjoy the song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sFpLg4wWyrI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sFpLg4wWyrI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-2375492292789876450?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2375492292789876450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2375492292789876450' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2375492292789876450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2375492292789876450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/04/linda-chung.html' title='Linda Chung'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7188293296299829140</id><published>2009-04-25T17:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:07:22.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogoya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Few weeks back I went to Jogoya with my family for family dinner. A place that I yearned for so long.. At last my dream came true!!! We manage to get a discount for the dinner, on top of that, my cousin manage to get a VIP card! With the VIP card, we were able to eat some of the special food in Jogoya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SfLbMcTnBuI/AAAAAAAAAqk/p58aC0p3xD0/s1600-h/Image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328562315936073442" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SfLbMcTnBuI/AAAAAAAAAqk/p58aC0p3xD0/s320/Image110.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;All of us were so EXCITED!!! Including my nephew =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SfLanm1EJqI/AAAAAAAAAqc/7msyduTmro4/s1600-h/Image113.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328561683105588898" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SfLanm1EJqI/AAAAAAAAAqc/7msyduTmro4/s320/Image113.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;My bro &amp;amp; nephew in the lif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;We were there 30 minutes earlier as we were told that it will be pack if we didn't go there early. OK, we are kiasu.. But look at the crowd!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SfLVEwMut7I/AAAAAAAAAqM/Sz1qkya87X8/s1600-h/Image117.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328555586767206322" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SfLVEwMut7I/AAAAAAAAAqM/Sz1qkya87X8/s320/Image117.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;While waiting to be served...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SfLaEwaBXWI/AAAAAAAAAqU/il9m3nMwzwU/s1600-h/Image116.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328561084381093218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SfLaEwaBXWI/AAAAAAAAAqU/il9m3nMwzwU/s320/Image116.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Looking at the crowd, I was truly expecting a good meal before marching in to the restaurant.. The moment I stepped in there, I went to the Haagen Dazz section and took 1 big cup of ice cream to enjoy =P *rub tummy* Superb!! It is a Japanese buffet restaurant from Taiwan. Nevertheless, some of the food you will need to put in your orders and then they will deliver it to your table. If you are a "VIP" there, you are eligible to eat some of their special food over there, i.e. lobster, durian cake etc (only one dish).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;However, to my disappointment, the food wasn't as nice as I expected it to be.. I was shock that their sushi selection were limited. Besides that, with the amount of people there, food were served in slow pace. It took them at least 30 minutes to deliver your order(s). I only manage to eat 4 slices of unagi!! Cis... Well, I have to admit that their dessert are nice! I like their durian cake and chocolate cake. Well.. Practically, I love their dessert.. Omochi, pudding, cakes etc.. SLURP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;All in all, I don't think it is worth going to Jogoya unless there's discount.. Well, if you wish to try it out, you can actually grab this opportunity to try it out as they are having promotion (buy 2 get 1 free) now! Enjoy... =)&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/18157650-7188293296299829140?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7188293296299829140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7188293296299829140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7188293296299829140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7188293296299829140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/04/jogoya.html' title='Jogoya..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SfLbMcTnBuI/AAAAAAAAAqk/p58aC0p3xD0/s72-c/Image110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6500694234716699764</id><published>2009-04-20T22:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:08:02.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not the righteous Jesus came to save</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SeyG8AHjj1I/AAAAAAAAAqE/SRj25SGFokc/s1600-h/22133809_8Ia2e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326780824654417746" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SeyG8AHjj1I/AAAAAAAAAqE/SRj25SGFokc/s320/22133809_8Ia2e.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;（Taken from: www.liu.may.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;心中的结似乎一一揭开了。。 不知怎么了，我，打开心胸，把一切一切都从脑袋中删除。捆在里头的痛， 悲与泪， 都一一抛开。。 在利未记10：3 上帝说 “我在亲近我的人中要显为圣；在众民面前，我要得荣耀” 。读到此篇， 我顿时呆了会儿。此话语顿时叫醒了“睡梦中”的我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;试问有多少人真正的依照神的方式来敬拜他？试问有多少人为了上帝而活？ 我的每一步，我的每一句话，我的一举一动， 都在敬畏神吗? 你，又如何呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I have to admit that working life is difficult. I have to admit that I spent more time working compared to spending time with the Lord. I truly hate the working world. It is like a subtle way of the devil to draw you away from the Lord if you are not careful with things. Every moves you made, every words you speak, every thoughts you have, are they are glorifying the Lord God almighty? At the sight of many, are you then honouring Him? Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I can assure you one thing... There will be never ending work in the office. If you resigned one day, someone will come in to replace you and the company continues on operating. After few years, if you were to go back to the company, hardly anyone will recognise you. Am I not correct? Yes, you may be the CEO of the company, you may be someone holding to a high position, but may I ask... So what? After 10 years, will anyone remember you? Most probably no.. Why then are you pursuing something that is not permanent? Why then are you focusing so much upon your work? True, as a Christian, we should also work for a living but God didn't ask us to be a workaholic and ended up forsaking Him, isn't it? Even in our work place, we should be honouring Him as He should be honoured. Am I doing that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Things seem so different now. I need to do a lot of adjustment and major changes need to take place. My life now is so "messy" and I know the fact that I am not living as how I ought to.. Yes, I am anticipate obstacles before me, nevertheless, I shall stand up with the strength of God and face it. Changes need to be done for the fact that God asked us to be holy for He is holy. Yes, I have to admit that I will fall constantly. Nevertheless, one word God implant in my heart that encourage me much to continue on in this journey... "Not the righteous, sinner Jesus came to save..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;May God help us all..&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/18157650-6500694234716699764?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6500694234716699764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6500694234716699764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6500694234716699764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6500694234716699764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-righteous-jesus-came-to-save.html' title='Not the righteous Jesus came to save'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SeyG8AHjj1I/AAAAAAAAAqE/SRj25SGFokc/s72-c/22133809_8Ia2e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6878723165632782474</id><published>2009-04-17T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:08:45.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of town?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Will be traveling to Pahang in few hours time... Yes, it's darn late now and I just finish doing some super super last minute shopping before Tesco call off a day... Super tired now... Best part of all? I haven start packing and I need to be at my office at 7am.... How great it is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ciaoz for now... Will put in some interesting photos once I get back from Pahang ^^&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/18157650-6878723165632782474?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6878723165632782474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6878723165632782474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6878723165632782474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6878723165632782474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/04/out-of-town.html' title='Out of town?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3069053360670523485</id><published>2009-04-09T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:08:56.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy.. Can you hold my hand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Sd4Y1aVBwII/AAAAAAAAAp8/REM-VJLdskg/s1600-h/father-daughter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322719115478155394" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Sd4Y1aVBwII/AAAAAAAAAp8/REM-VJLdskg/s320/father-daughter.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 236px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(Taken from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dewihiu01.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;dewihiu01.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;心不在焉。。。 事情似乎越来越复杂， 但，我， 真的很疲惫。疲惫导致我放弃一切。疲惫导致我向一切放手。 虽知他的话语一点伤害我的意都没有，但，我依然耿耿于怀？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;上帝，原谅我的愚笨。原谅我因我不是你的好女儿。原谅我因没处处为人着想。 原谅我的一切一切。。 因为我是一名罪人， 一名永远都不能停止犯罪的罪人。。 上帝啊，我真的一概都不想要。。 也不敢在你面前要求任何东西关于此事。 我。。 彻底的放手。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;神啊，在往年，你带领了很多基督徒。 历史证明了你的爱， 你的忠诚，与你的力量等。在此刻，我也依然抱着那个信心， 你，依然会带领。任何一只迷路的绵羊，你都会把它带回你的身边， 不是吗？上蒂啊， 求求你带领我。。 一只常常迷路的小绵羊。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Allow me to see Your footprint, so that in them, I will put in mine...&lt;/span&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/18157650-3069053360670523485?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3069053360670523485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3069053360670523485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3069053360670523485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3069053360670523485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/04/daddy-can-you-hold-my-hand.html' title='Daddy.. Can you hold my hand?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Sd4Y1aVBwII/AAAAAAAAAp8/REM-VJLdskg/s72-c/father-daughter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-9184975851175447110</id><published>2009-04-01T23:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:09:59.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SdOMuE0ZnNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/fUg0qd5dhdw/s1600-h/dog_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319750308050083026" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SdOMuE0ZnNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/fUg0qd5dhdw/s320/dog_smile.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 218px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: &lt;a href="http://www.alloutparty.com/wutthef.cfmtask=1&amp;amp;StartingRow=41&amp;amp;PageNum=5&amp;amp;continue=1"&gt;http://www.alloutparty.com/wutthef.cfmtask=1&amp;amp;StartingRow=41&amp;amp;PageNum=5&amp;amp;continue=1&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Forgotten the word "smile", Lau Shan Shang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-9184975851175447110?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/9184975851175447110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=9184975851175447110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9184975851175447110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9184975851175447110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/04/smile.html' title='Smile..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SdOMuE0ZnNI/AAAAAAAAAp0/fUg0qd5dhdw/s72-c/dog_smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7924369850919230494</id><published>2009-03-30T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:09:29.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day when all things went wrong..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SdDdJql-jTI/AAAAAAAAAps/6_WgjMCr27k/s1600-h/Image081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318994318046694706" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SdDdJql-jTI/AAAAAAAAAps/6_WgjMCr27k/s320/Image081.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I couldn't stop myself from thinking... Thinking of what God told me previously. Am I at the position to speak? Am I at the position to act? Am I? Things seem to be complicated yet the root of all things fall back to one simple question.... Are you trusting in the Lord and are you willing to bear up that cross of your's every single day of your life? Who do you live for in this life? The Lord? Or self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Slowly getting closer to the world... At the edge of the cliff... Still the Lord is offering me His hand and asking me to reconsider my life. A young lady is able to serve the Lord faithfully and able to do much for the Lord, why can't I? One crucial element draws a line between me and her... Which is the commitment and the trust upon our Lord Jesus Christ. Are you putting your trust upon the right thing? Or are you putting your trust upon the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The grass withers and the flowers fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;but the word of our God stands forever. （Isaiah 40:8)&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/18157650-7924369850919230494?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7924369850919230494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7924369850919230494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7924369850919230494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7924369850919230494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-when-all-things-went-wrong.html' title='The day when all things went wrong..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SdDdJql-jTI/AAAAAAAAAps/6_WgjMCr27k/s72-c/Image081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4039282628922727710</id><published>2009-03-26T22:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:10:49.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>病猫</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/ScucrD6HkbI/AAAAAAAAApk/yEVHG5e6tNM/s1600-h/Image048.jpg" style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317516048638382514" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/ScucrD6HkbI/AAAAAAAAApk/yEVHG5e6tNM/s320/Image048.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;病的快要放弃痊愈的机会。。。 康复了，又再次的生病。。 真的快要疯了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;短短的一星期，很快的又要画上了句号。脑袋不停的在细考。。 似乎越来越多疑问。。 不停的问自己到底自己站在哪个岗位。。 我似乎失去了平衡点，脑袋似乎离我而去。。 模糊的视线， 不平稳的脚步，失去了理智， 我，再次的跌倒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;一个跌倒的女孩，正在痛苦当中，一心一意的只想从跌倒中爬起，但却不断的跌。。 罪， 是可恶的。。 刹那间， 我突然有了个念头，我真得恨不得想打醒自己，提醒我自己，只有神， 唯有神能救我。。 醒醒吧， 刘珊杉！！！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;O to grace how great a debtor, daily I keep this in view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Let Your grace Lord, like a fetter, bound my wondering heart to You.&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/18157650-4039282628922727710?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4039282628922727710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4039282628922727710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4039282628922727710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4039282628922727710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_26.html' title='病猫'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/ScucrD6HkbI/AAAAAAAAApk/yEVHG5e6tNM/s72-c/Image048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4987280249835869345</id><published>2009-03-23T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:56:29.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am 21 today, I am 21 today, it's my birthday today, hip hip hoyaa~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-4987280249835869345?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4987280249835869345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4987280249835869345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4987280249835869345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4987280249835869345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-birthday.html' title='My Birthday...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3551430411788081181</id><published>2009-03-10T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:11:41.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day?? Bad hair??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SbaKy6iN8bI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f5RrhwRV44Y/s1600-h/BadHairDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311585417840947634" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SbaKy6iN8bI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f5RrhwRV44Y/s320/BadHairDay.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 254px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.city-data.com/forum/other-topics/140638-death-bad-hair-day-wars-2.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Nothing is wrong with my hair... My hair is perfectly fine, EXCEPT the fact that the person with that hair is unhappy with it. Aisheh all the drama going on after I cut my hair... TensioN~~~~ (-.=)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;When I arrived in the office.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;a) My colleague (C1) got a shock when I opened the door and walked in... First thing that came out of her mouth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;C1: "What happened??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: *Duh look* Don't comment on my hair, I know it looks horrible... *Walk to my work station*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;C1: "Why suddenly go cut your hair like that?? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: "Buntut gataL~" *SAD* "Some more not 'balent'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;C1: "Show, show"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: (=..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;C1: OH MY.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: "I got not enough money to cut the other side.. That's why..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;C1: LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: *Ignore, do work*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;b) My boss came into the office....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Boss: *SHOCK* *step back a little* "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: (-.=)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Boss:........ You shouldn't have cut your hair, it looks better last time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I thought all the drama is coming to an end..... HOWEVER.... While I was walking to the server room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;MIS guy: "Shan Shang, turn turn..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: *REFUSE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;MIS guy: "Shan Shang"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: "I chose to ignore you~~~~~~" *quickly walk off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*I NEED A BREAK FROM THE DRAMA~~~~~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;During lunch...................................... Walking....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Some of our office colleague (different department) were walking with us....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;TO MY HORROR..... One of them actually turn back and looked at me.... (-.=)" NO! I am not pretty or anything but because of my HAIR CUT (-.=)' My boss looking at the situation started to make fun of me and that guy... (-.=)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;BEST PART??? A colleague of mine can actually came up to me while I was buying lunch, looked at me as though I am an alien.. He did that TWICE! Popping his face in front of me, looking at me carefully... (-...+)" He ended up getting beating from me for his action =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Back from lunch... Account department guy came in to ask something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Accountant: *Blink, blink, staring at me* "You cut your hair?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: "Don't talk about my hair, it's horrible"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Account: "OK mah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: *Straight face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Account: "If that person is not beautiful, regardless what type of hair style also the same..." *Giggle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: *DIIIISSSHHHH* "Don't like you la~~~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;In between there were many dramas... These are the few that I remember~~~Mind you... Today is only the FIRST DAY.... (-.=)" How can I survive?? One thing I know for sure that 737 and dear are anticipating to see me... Hopefully I won't get any KC from Pastor... CIS~&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/18157650-3551430411788081181?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3551430411788081181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3551430411788081181' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3551430411788081181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3551430411788081181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/03/bad-day-bad-hair.html' title='Bad day?? Bad hair??'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SbaKy6iN8bI/AAAAAAAAApQ/f5RrhwRV44Y/s72-c/BadHairDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5135183730264209356</id><published>2009-03-07T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:11:19.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最后一次。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;爱上了这首歌。。。谁有这首歌？？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="description" style="color: purple;"&gt;在我最后一次,闭上眼睛之前,我想對你說我愛你 在你怀里,舍不得放弃,心里有千万语还没说给你听我使劲全力,不 想闭上眼睛,这次告别就不能再相遇不能再陪你,但不要忘记你曾经 答应我你会好好活下去 (我永远爱你)* 先走了~去了好远的地方,不能再陪你看日出等不到天亮所有回忆抹 去却并不容易,生死由天决定不要太伤心 *repeat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time, before I close my eyes, I wish to tell you I love you. In your embrace, unwilling to give up, in my heart, I have many things that I yet to tell you. I used all my strength, unwilling to close my eyes, for if I said goodbye now I will never see you again, unable to accompany you. However, do not forget that you promise me that you will live well ( I love you forever). I'm going first, going to a far away place. Unable to accompany you to see the sun rise. Unable to wait until day break. All the memories are erase but it is never easy. Life and death is determine by God, thus, do not be to sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6_duTfJRp6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6_duTfJRp6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-5135183730264209356?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5135183730264209356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5135183730264209356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5135183730264209356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5135183730264209356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='最后一次。。。'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4148429433467648849</id><published>2009-03-07T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:28:57.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the birds... =)</title><content type='html'>Enjoy the video... ^^ SO CUTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WT_r9C9Jstw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WT_r9C9Jstw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-4148429433467648849?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4148429433467648849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4148429433467648849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4148429433467648849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4148429433467648849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-birds.html' title='For the birds... =)'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2891213661582647047</id><published>2009-02-26T22:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:26:41.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the pictures do the talking *33 shut up*</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a tired little girl..... Awaiting to jump on her bed and.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaarvqcmvwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/WOgkww9TkCM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307118046239178498" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaarvqcmvwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/WOgkww9TkCM/s320/images.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 93px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 137px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: &lt;a href="http://www.4allcats.com/"&gt;www.4allcats.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she switched off the light.... Her vision is similar to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Saasjy2rBzI/AAAAAAAAAog/9SiByAdH4SU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307118941849192242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Saasjy2rBzI/AAAAAAAAAog/9SiByAdH4SU/s320/images.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 101px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.fabricandart.com/HTML_files/Fabrics/cotton_quilt_fabric.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking..... Suddenly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaauLuSO2oI/AAAAAAAAAoo/HY_5eK3dEiM/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307120727329004162" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaauLuSO2oI/AAAAAAAAAoo/HY_5eK3dEiM/s320/images.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/sport/football/leagues/premierleague/manutd/3528396/Cristiano-Ronaldo-can-take-the-knocks-says-Wayne-Rooney-Football.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She knows she stepped on something.... She used her hand to push the thing away from her leg... She felt something small..... She was so in pain that she quickly on the light and sat on the bed holding her leg... Guess what...... It's... A......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Saav8eHXBjI/AAAAAAAAAow/AQI8v6Fbnzg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307122664313652786" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/Saav8eHXBjI/AAAAAAAAAow/AQI8v6Fbnzg/s320/images.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 94px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 124px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://blogs.theage.com.au/schembri/archives/2007/12/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK... End of lullaby... You can go and sleep now... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes... I was stung by a bee... It's a small bee but definitely not as sweet looking as the picture. I will let you see what is the consequence of not going for a doctor after being stung by a bee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaaxxYHPh2I/AAAAAAAAAo4/qo7LrE9ufTw/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307124672747243362" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaaxxYHPh2I/AAAAAAAAAo4/qo7LrE9ufTw/s320/Image013.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't really see the difference can't you?? What about the picture below??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaayOiZGcqI/AAAAAAAAApA/_E0-8QrAi54/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307125173722706594" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaayOiZGcqI/AAAAAAAAApA/_E0-8QrAi54/s320/Image015.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CERTIFIED PIG'S LEG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Endzzzzz=&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/18157650-2891213661582647047?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2891213661582647047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2891213661582647047' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2891213661582647047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2891213661582647047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-pictures-do-talking-33-shut-up.html' title='Let the pictures do the talking *33 shut up*'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaarvqcmvwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/WOgkww9TkCM/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-9112792551105473209</id><published>2009-02-24T22:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:28:34.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaQUHprxanI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mc3esET4mIA/s1600-h/thing-called-love.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306388382630374002" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaQUHprxanI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mc3esET4mIA/s320/thing-called-love.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 319px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(Taken from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://online-ethics.stumbleupon.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;online-ethics.stumbleupon.com/ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I was doing my work whilst listening to Mix FM normally. However, every time I hear the "Lie Detector advertisement", it never fail to catch my attention. I will stop my work for a short while and just listen to the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;What caught my attention the most is the relationship of a husband and wife. The wife wanted to know whether the husband is cheating on her and thus the husband was asked to take the lie detector seat. The DJ will then ask him some related questions. Well, if the whole scenario is true, the husband is really unfaithful towards the wife!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ahhh... How humiliating it is to annouced that to the whole Malaysia (well practically the whole Malaysia). Most importantly, how will the wife feels? She must be heart broken. It's really a big blow to her, isn't it? If I were to put you in her shoe, how would you feel? If my future husband is really unfaithful towards me, how then will I react? To be honest, I wish to walk away (divorce) and never wish to see his face again. I felt disgusted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Speaking of such issue, I was thinking.... Human disgusted me when they are unfaithful towards their spouse, what about God? Am I faithful towards Him? Am I doing what is commanded by Him everyday, every single time? I couldn't stop thinking how disgusting I am before God. I couldn't see myself standing up before God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;All these while, God has never been unfaithful towards me, why then am I not being faithful towards Him? I felt myself in the shoe of the husband. I tried to pretend before Him that I am faithful towards Him and constantly obeying His laws but I know I am still sinning against Him... I can't hide as He is an all-knowing God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Lord, have your ways in me. Allow your Holy Spirit to humble this harden heart of mine. Teach me not to sin against You! You know it well that with my own strength I can do nothing good out of it. Please, O Lord, please, if You are willing, help me... Nothing I ask from you but for your strength to be given to me to walk this narrow path.&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/18157650-9112792551105473209?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/9112792551105473209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=9112792551105473209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9112792551105473209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9112792551105473209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/02/faithfulness.html' title='Faithfulness'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaQUHprxanI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mc3esET4mIA/s72-c/thing-called-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6330757410341411153</id><published>2009-02-19T22:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:28:52.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An undeserving sinner before God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaAcBrv2mjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/YQx0Og-82Q8/s1600-h/prodigal_son.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305271176291326514" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaAcBrv2mjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/YQx0Og-82Q8/s320/prodigal_son.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.dailyreligious.com/archives/11195)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ahhh... Back to my small little home.... Interesting week indeed.... *Since I refuse to share in YF, I will then share it here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;How many of you realised that you are so privilege in your life? Don't many of you obtain a mobile phone? A house to stay in? Clothing to cover yourself and keep yourself warm? How about friends? Family? Aren't you thankful for the peace? Aren't you thankful that you are healthy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Compared yourself with someone who doesn't even have a house. Compared yourself with someone living under war situation. Compared with those people who are starving. Now, tell me, aren't you privilege? Many of us take things for granted for we are too familiar with the things we have in our life. Are you one of them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I couldn't stop myself from thinking all these things after I read the birth of Christ from the bible. He is the King of all kings and Lord of all lords but He chose to humble Himself and came down to earth. As God, He can chose to be born in a palace or somewhere grand and great yet He doesn't. He was born in a manger and He doesn't even have the privilage to sleep in a comfortable bed as we are. He even go to the extend of dying on the cross, even though He's sinless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A sinless Man, there He was, being born in a manger and die a humiliating death. He deserved all things on earth yet He chose not to receive it and to gave up all things for the sake of His Father's will. Here I am, a sinful girl, having many things in hand yet being so attached with the world and constantly sinning against the Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I couldn't stop the thought that I am truly not deserving, yes, even His grace, I am not qualified to receive it. Why aren't I appreciating what He has done on the cross as much as to put away all the worldly thoughts of mine? Why am I constantly not doing what's required by Him? As God said to the Isrealites when they came out of Red Sea, "If you listen carefully to the voice of the LORD your God and do what is right in his eyes, if you pay attention to his commands and keep all his decrees, I will not bring on you any of the diseases I brought on the Egyptians, for I am the LORD, who heals you." Am I then listening carefully and keeping His commandments as I ought to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;How frail I am, O Lord. Help me to know my end and help me to measure my days on earth! Thank you Lord. Thank you for the fact that the Lord Jesus Christ came down to earth not to save the righteous but sinners! Thank you for the fact that He gave freely to those who repent of their sins and trust in Him. Thank you for the fact that He is here with me, even right now. Thank you for all things that's given to me so freely. Teach me O Lord to appreciate what you have done on the cross and help me O Lord to live a life that's fruitful and glorifying to You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Praise and glory be to You forever and ever. Amen.&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/18157650-6330757410341411153?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6330757410341411153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6330757410341411153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6330757410341411153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6330757410341411153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/02/undeserving-sinner-before-god.html' title='An undeserving sinner before God'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SaAcBrv2mjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/YQx0Og-82Q8/s72-c/prodigal_son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-1932263254200745384</id><published>2009-02-07T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:29:52.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tongue &amp; words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SY2yB2h15TI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mGn7WNvlbVY/s1600-h/high-key-sakura-blossom-800.jpg" style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300088081372013874" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SY2yB2h15TI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mGn7WNvlbVY/s320/high-key-sakura-blossom-800.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://hudahanani.blogspot.com/2008/07/speaking-grandmother-tongue.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even so the tongue is a little member and boasts great things. See how great a forest a little fire kindles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity. The tongue is so set among our members that it defiles the whole body, and sets on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire by hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For every kind of beast and bird, of reptile and creature of the sea, is tamed and has been tamed by mankind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But no man can tame the tongue. It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(James 3:5 - 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Christian will struggle with sin. However, how many of you are also considering your tongue as something very dangerous? Look at James, I have to agree with him that indeed the tongue is the smallest asset on our body yet it is truly evil and filled with poison. How about David? A king, a successful king in OT but yet what he said in one of his psalms? "&lt;i&gt;I will guard my ways, that I may not sin with my tongue; I will guard my mouth as with a muzzle." &lt;/i&gt;(Psalm 39:1). Are you truly considering your tongue as one of the agents of sin??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Words can build up others whilst if it is misused, it will bring forth devastating consequences. Many times I have been speaking too quickly without having much thoughts upon it. Subsequently, both parties (hearer and speaker) will then suffer the consequences. Apology to all those whom I have offended and haven reconcile with you. Regardless whether is it the past or recently, I truly apologies for my immaturity in withholding my tongue as I ought to. I am not perfect and never will until the day I die and resurrect with my Lord Jesus Christ. Thus, bear with my imperfect as I will bear in mind that I should constantly be watchful with my tongue and words with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Don't gossip, don't say something that will hurt others, etc. In short, speak only edifying things and brush away all those things that is not glorifying God's name on earth. May I learn from David to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guard over my mouth with a muzzle. &lt;/span&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/18157650-1932263254200745384?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/1932263254200745384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=1932263254200745384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1932263254200745384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1932263254200745384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/02/tongue-words.html' title='Tongue &amp; words'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SY2yB2h15TI/AAAAAAAAAn4/mGn7WNvlbVY/s72-c/high-key-sakura-blossom-800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5758136935576879158</id><published>2009-02-02T15:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:29:34.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>困</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SYajbMZI8OI/AAAAAAAAAnw/j60o_NBSlAU/s1600-h/bingung1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298101699226431714" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SYajbMZI8OI/AAAAAAAAAnw/j60o_NBSlAU/s320/bingung1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 96px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 96px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://kumanteria.wordpress.com/2008/07/17/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Just went out of words lately... Uncertain of what is really going on but I know He is in control of all things. I know something big awaits... Yet time is not ready to reveal it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A short trip back to Muar remind me something important in life.. Man is indeed sinful.. Man constantly wanting to do things their ways according to their desires. As long as they achieve what they desires, they are not bothered about others. They will turn a deaf ears upon your words because they are busy pursuing their so called "dreams"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I shun away from my cousin because I couldn't see myself "having fun with them" like old times. All those chatting moments, all those reunion moments, went within the thin air and disappear before my eyes. This time around, things aren't the same anymore.. You might said that I am rigid and lifeless, then let it be so.. I grew tired of answering or listening to others comments upon me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Nobody is perfect, so am I. May this life glorify His name and may I live to the fullest for His name sake. Lord, make me to know mine end, and what is the measure of my days, that I may know how frail I am. (Psalm 39:4).&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/18157650-5758136935576879158?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5758136935576879158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5758136935576879158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5758136935576879158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5758136935576879158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='困'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SYajbMZI8OI/AAAAAAAAAnw/j60o_NBSlAU/s72-c/bingung1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6202029460118110458</id><published>2009-01-25T07:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T07:36:49.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese new year to all!</title><content type='html'>GONG XI FA CHAI to all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO EXCITED!!!! AT LAST!!!!! GRANNY!!!! HERE I COME!!!!!!! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s I am going back Muar.... Hope to come back with tonnes of photos to show all of you! ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-6202029460118110458?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6202029460118110458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6202029460118110458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6202029460118110458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6202029460118110458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-to-all.html' title='Happy Chinese new year to all!'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-8265898360203860537</id><published>2009-01-15T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:32:55.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No men can be trusted..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Today is a day where everything goes... "Huh??? Huh?? HUH????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Yes... Blur~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I just heard "Yes, Shan.. YES, SHAN...", then I go blank... All things took place too fast until I got stone for a short while in front of the computer.. I seriously couldn't believe my ears... Tears filled my eyes but I stop it from flowing. I walked off the room as though nothing happened. I choose to be patient and wait for people to approach me.. I was even more shock when I heard the truth... Only one thing came into my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Jeremiah 17:5-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thus says the LORD: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Cursed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the man who trusts in man And makes flesh his strength, Whose heart departs from the LORD. For he shall be like a shrub in the desert, And shall not see when good comes, But shall inhabit the parched places in the wilderness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a salt land &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; not inhabited. “ Blessed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the man who trusts in the LORD, And whose hope is the LORD. For he shall be like a tree planted by the waters, Which spreads out its roots by the river, And will not fear when heat comes; But its leaf will be green, And will not be anxious in the year of drought, Nor will cease from yielding fruit. “ The heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; deceitful above all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And desperately wicked; Who can know it? I, the LORD, search the heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; test the mind, Even to give every man according to his ways, According to the fruit of his doings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Truly man shouldn't be trusted because all are sinners! The heart is indeed the most deceitful things ever! I didn't curse though some asked to do so. I kept myself quiet and the only thing I said to my colleagues regarding this issue is.. The Lord knows all things and I stand before God having no fear knowing that I didn't do what I am not suppose to do. I truly gave up in such issues. I brush it off my shoulder and continue on working. If she wants to continue on, then let it be, I have no objections towards it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Precious lessons that we all need to learn and be reminded always:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;a) NEVER, I repeat NEVER EVER EVER put trust in men because your end will be a disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;b) Do what is right before God and the righteous will stand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;c) The best way to fight the world is always the word of God itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Sorry my head is definitely not functioning well, kindly forgive me as I am too tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;NIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*DOze OfF*&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/18157650-8265898360203860537?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/8265898360203860537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=8265898360203860537' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8265898360203860537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8265898360203860537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-men-can-be-trusted.html' title='No men can be trusted..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3402561919610441307</id><published>2009-01-12T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T22:03:23.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SWtNk-e2dSI/AAAAAAAAAnA/az7IjyZcPj0/s1600-h/343156541_d262846f3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SWtNk-e2dSI/AAAAAAAAAnA/az7IjyZcPj0/s320/343156541_d262846f3a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290407484919805218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Officially sick..................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*AHHHHHHHHH  CHHHOOOooooooooOOOooooOOoooo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great year... I started of my new year by getting sick... CIS.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-3402561919610441307?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3402561919610441307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3402561919610441307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3402561919610441307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3402561919610441307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick.html' title='Sick....'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SWtNk-e2dSI/AAAAAAAAAnA/az7IjyZcPj0/s72-c/343156541_d262846f3a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7002891589969683030</id><published>2009-01-08T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:37:02.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nokia 5800</title><content type='html'>My dream... Hehehe... COOL!!!! It's just like an IPhone! Check it out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/njEG9CcMs74&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/njEG9CcMs74&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-7002891589969683030?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7002891589969683030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7002891589969683030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7002891589969683030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7002891589969683030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/01/nokia-5800.html' title='Nokia 5800'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4990975659224389366</id><published>2009-01-05T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:34:17.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>断了的线</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SWIZcoeK51I/AAAAAAAAAm4/TBYpuMmb-3c/s1600-h/447154447l.jpg" style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287816892177377106" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SWIZcoeK51I/AAAAAAAAAm4/TBYpuMmb-3c/s320/447154447l.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;原来是这种感觉。。。 原来，一路以来这一切都是幻想？读了稿， 仿佛风筝断了线， 我的心情，也随风漂流。原来，心，真的会痛。。 。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;何时， 何时啊上帝？何时能再次的在你创造的天下自由自在的放风筝？&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/18157650-4990975659224389366?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4990975659224389366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4990975659224389366' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4990975659224389366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4990975659224389366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='断了的线'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SWIZcoeK51I/AAAAAAAAAm4/TBYpuMmb-3c/s72-c/447154447l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2242529733980895641</id><published>2009-01-01T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:34:55.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HappY nEW yeaR tO aLL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SVze8tREiZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/dBu5peLkizU/s1600-h/new_year_2_wideweb__470x3050.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286345197150833042" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SVze8tREiZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/dBu5peLkizU/s320/new_year_2_wideweb__470x3050.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 208px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;(Taken from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://collectif.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;collectif.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;The moment I step into this blog, somehow, I felt like a stranger... Looking at the screen I wonder am I the author of this blog. I have been away for quite some time. Away from my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;I yearn for a moment. Just a moment will do. I yearn for a moment whereby time will just stop and I will not hear any ticking of the clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;Living on this earth for 20 plus years, somehow I still feel that I am not living as how I ought to live. There are something more important in my life that I should be doing. Something that I missed out all these while... I couldn't be certain myself. In the state of seeking, in the state of asking tonnes of questions to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;I went to The Curve yesterday for countdown. Without me realising it, time flies.... Another year just went passed me... Just like that.. Looking at the firework yesterday, I was telling God in my heart, "God, thank you. Without You saving me, I truly cannot see myself standing here underneath Your sky, watching such a beautiful scene. All I hope for this year is just to be by Your side. I hope my faith will not be like the firework. Though it is beautiful in sight but it doesn't last at all. I hope, I hope that You will sustain me, strangthen my faith. I hope that You will not leave me nor forsake me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;Ahhh... A brand new year, a brand new begining. May I continue on this walk with the Lord and glorify His mighty name even as I work. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;Lastly, HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!!! Have a blessed year ahead =)&lt;/span&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/18157650-2242529733980895641?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2242529733980895641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2242529733980895641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2242529733980895641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2242529733980895641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-to-all.html' title='HappY nEW yeaR tO aLL!'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SVze8tREiZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/dBu5peLkizU/s72-c/new_year_2_wideweb__470x3050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4021147977403759755</id><published>2008-12-24T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:01:06.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mario to the kill (rescue)??</title><content type='html'>Enjoy the video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGE34VAqYTk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGE34VAqYTk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-4021147977403759755?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4021147977403759755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4021147977403759755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4021147977403759755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4021147977403759755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/12/mario-to-kill-rescue.html' title='Mario to the kill (rescue)??'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4602811772356500246</id><published>2008-12-22T21:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:42:16.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Dear readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;First and foremost, I would like to apologies for not updating this blog frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Secondly, today is my first day of work ^.^ Interesting... Ok, it's bored on the first day... I couldn't help out my colleagues because I have no access to their system yet. Nevertheless, I was surprise to see APIITians over there. Tomorrow should be a busy day for me. What is the most interesting thing that took place today? I spent RM20 on my lunch. YES, RM20. OK, to many working people out there, it might sound like a small amount to you but mind you I am dead broke! I only ordered a mee soup + a drink. THAT'S ALL! Sigh... I will try and ask my colleagues to go for a cheaper place tomorrow. I regretted not deciding on the place of eating today! *I am not familiar with the place anyway*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I HAVE YET TO BUY ANY CHRISTMAS PRESENTS!!!! (=.-)" No money also... This year... I shall have no present for myself. Nevertheless, I am looking forward to CNY! Heheh... So can't wait to see my granny!!!! ^.^ I missed all the foods~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;OK... That's all for the updates, I am trying to get my hands on the Youth Camp pictures. Hehe... If I can get it.. I will post it ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Adios~&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/18157650-4602811772356500246?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4602811772356500246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4602811772356500246' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4602811772356500246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4602811772356500246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/12/short-update.html' title='A short update'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5486759673365697213</id><published>2008-12-15T23:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T15:42:37.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Going for an annual eyes check up tomorrow. Feeling a little afraid but I like the doctor a lot ^.^ She's so careful in doing her job and she make sure everything is being carried out properly. Something that I fear after the check up would be the "short term blurness" (due to the medicine). Basically, your eyes will be seeing two visions (something like those who are short-sighted), you are unable to walk properly and you will feel dizzy after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Sometimes, people take things that are given by God for granted. They thought that since they can see with their eyes now, until the day they die, they will still be able to see with their eyes. What about your hearing? What about your voice? The air that you breathe everyday? Health? Do you thank God everyday for what He has given to you? Or you just take all those things that I mentioned for granted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I am getting old, that, I have to admit. Though I don't like people calling me "aunty" but then, it's a blessing to be old, isn't it? Hey, imagine how many cakes you have eaten throughout your life! =P OK, I am a bit too.... "Foodaholic" But the main point is..... Everybody needs a reminder! Therefore, here is a reminder to all, to thank God for what He has given to you and to acknowledge those blessings! Neverever forget to glorify God with what He has given to you (^.^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;MERRY XMAS TO ALL!!!!&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/18157650-5486759673365697213?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5486759673365697213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5486759673365697213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5486759673365697213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5486759673365697213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/12/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5937907400267135720</id><published>2008-12-11T12:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:41:01.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of words...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Malam melanjut, namun denyutan jantungku tidak dapat ku rasai. Masa seolah-olah berhenti untuk mengizinkan aku memperhatikan orang itu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Walaupun aku hanya dapat perhatikan dia dari jauh tetapi ia sudah mencukupi. Dapat kulihat dengan teliti bahawa kegelapan mulai menguasai hidupnya Hatiku pilu apabila melihat keadaannya sekarang. Setiap kali dia terlintas dalam mindaku, sering kali aku mengimbas kembali masa lampauku. Air mataku membasahi pipiku tanpa disedari. Persoalanan tidak henti-henti tertimbul dalam mindaku. "Itulah saya suatu masa dahulu" hanya perkataan ini sahajalah yang dapat aku lafazkan kepada diriku sendiri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Siapakah yang dapat menyelamatkannya dari kegelapan dunia? Ada sesiapa yang sudi menghulurkan bantuan kepada dia? Jelas sekali terhadap mereka bahawa Tuhan yang maha berkuasa dapat membantu mereka tetapi kenapa hatinya keras sekali untuk menerimanya? Kenapa dia tidak bertaubat walaupun tingkah lakunya salah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Dosa... Memang menakutkan kerana ia memisahkan kita daripada Tuhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Dosa... Memang menakutkan kerana ia dapat "membutakan" mata seseorang dan menyebabkan seseorang tidak dapat membezakan betul dan salah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Dosa... Memang menakutkan kerana tiada ubat dalam dunia ini yang dapat mengubati penyakit ini, kecuali melalui Tuhan Yesus Kristus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Sudikah anda mengikuti jalan yang disediakan oleh Tuhan yang akan membawa kamu ke syurga? Alangnya baik jikalau kamu dapat kembali kepada rumahmu...&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/18157650-5937907400267135720?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5937907400267135720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5937907400267135720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5937907400267135720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5937907400267135720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/12/out-of-words.html' title='Out of words...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2323684003125860057</id><published>2008-12-10T12:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:51:51.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leviticus 1 -5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Reading: Leviticus 1- 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*I will not be posting the Scripture here as it will be too long. Thus, read the word from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Leviticus%201%20;&amp;amp;version=50;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Leviticus%201%20;&amp;amp;version=50;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Yes, indeed it is a long passage. If you read carefully, you will realise.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;a) Burnt offering (Chapter 1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;b) Grain offering (Chapter 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;c) Peace offering (Chapter 3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;d) Sin offering (Chapter 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;e) Tresspasses offering (Chapter 5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;There are many types of offerings written in this book but let us just focus on these 5 offerings and derive some spiritual teachings for ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Firstly, we have to admit that all of us are not perfect, thus, you will be expecting the scene whereby many people will be bringing forward their sacrifices in order to perform sin offerings every single day. Besides that, we shouldn't leave out the people who were here for burnt offerings, grain offerings as well as peace offerings. Now, I want you to put yourself in the Israelite shoe. Can you imagine what they were seeing everyday with their eyes? Can you imagine what they were hearing every single day? Can you then imagine what they are smelling each day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;To get a glimpse of what they went through, follow your mum to the market. I can assure you, if you are stepping into the wet market for the very first time, your reaction will be "eeeeeeeeee, so dirty...." Not only that, you can also smell an unpleasant odor. If you are "blessed", you can even see some of the sellers slaughtering life chicken! Imagine the cry of the livestock, the unpleasant odor and the bloody scene from the market, multiply it 100 times (or more). The result of that would be the scene of the Israelite EVERY DAY! Isn't that a repulsive scene? Yes, indeed it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;What is God trying to portray over here? That scene that the Israelite saw, heard and smelled every single day is a glimpse of what God sees when we sin against Him each day. To God, our sins are disgusting! Therefore, whenever you are about to sin against God, think of this scene. Think of how God will feel when He sees you from above and then stop sinning against Him. On the other hand, when you have sinned against God, think of this scene as well, to know how&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; sinful and filthy&lt;/span&gt; you are before God. Subsequently, repent of your sin and come back to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Secondly, did you realise that every single offering require the offerer to incur a certain amount of cost? Even the poor, God asked for animals as the sacrifice (Lev 5:7). Can you imagine the money they can obtain from the sales of all those animals? They can even eat the animals as their meals! However, they didn't. Why? They chose to give up the animals to God as their sacrifice to Him. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;willingly and whole-heartedly&lt;/span&gt; gave in all those to God (even though it costs them). Are you then giving up your all in all to God, willingly and whole-heartedly? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Thirdly, it is so obvious that God gave us an articulate (thorough and detailed) account of the way Israelite should offer up their sacrifice etc. Why then is God doing this? He is actually telling us that He has His own way to save His people. Nobody can come to Him unless he/she comes to Him according to His way and only His way. Are you then approaching Him correctly? Are you picking on His words (All those you can obey, you will obey. Else, you will ignore them)? Remember, God will only accept you if you are doing according to His way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;In short, we are all sinner before God. However, thank God that He didn't just stop there and allow all of us to be condemn to hell! He gave His only begotten Son, our Lord Jesus Christ to us and He was crucified on the cross because of our sins. Thus, we are able to come near to God the Father not because we are worthy but because of Jesus's blood that wash us clean from our sin and His righteousness is regarded as ours whilst our sins are regarded as His. Nevertheless, as God has His own appointed way to salvation therefore always bear in mind that you need to come to God according to His way and not yours! In addition, note that it is solely of God's grace that you can come to faith in Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;=End=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;p/s Sorry, I am not that good in writing, but I am trying my best to write down what I have learnt through CF, YF and even bible study in order to remember by heart what I have learnt thus far. A big apologies to all (especially the preachers) if I didn't present the thing well. Hehe... You can always (always welcome) leave a comment and add in all those things that I left out =P&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/18157650-2323684003125860057?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2323684003125860057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2323684003125860057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2323684003125860057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2323684003125860057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/12/leviticus-1-5.html' title='Leviticus 1 -5'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7499969833418759915</id><published>2008-12-06T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:23:17.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The word for today is.....&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;      Exhausted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why am I still online when I am so darn tired~ Not in a good state to answer such question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-7499969833418759915?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7499969833418759915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7499969833418759915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7499969833418759915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7499969833418759915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5930126940030014873</id><published>2008-12-04T11:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:53:32.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When times are well...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccffff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Scripture: James 4:7-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30329"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;7Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30330"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;Come near to God and he will come near to you. Wash your hands, you sinners, and purify your hearts, you double-minded. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30331"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;Grieve, mourn and wail. Change your laughter to mourning and your joy to gloom. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30332"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will lift you up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccffff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30333"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;Brothers, do not slander one another. Anyone who speaks against his brother or judges him speaks against the law and judges it. When you judge the law, you are not keeping it, but sitting in judgment on it. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30334"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;There is only one Lawgiver and Judge, the one who is able to save and destroy. But you—who are you to judge your neighbor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30335"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;Now listen, you who say, "Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money." &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30336"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30337"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;Instead, you ought to say, "If it is the Lord's will, we will live and do this or that." &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30338"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;As it is, you boast and brag. All such boasting is evil. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NIV-30339"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;Anyone, then, who knows the good he ought to do and doesn't do it, sins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;_._._._._._._._._._._._._&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Topic: When all things are well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The word "therefore" is mainly used to introduce a logical conclusion based on facts or reasoning. It is as though "therefore" served as a purpose of "drawing out the main point" for the readers. In this short passage (James), you can clearly see that there are two "Therefore" in the passage (v7 &amp;amp; 17). As a result, it shows forth that in this short passage, all the words written there will be concise and important. In this respect, we will be looking into this passage and draw out the spiritual elements for ourselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;In this passage, it is clear that the passage is written in an imperative format, whereby all the things stated here are commands / essential for the Christian. For instance, Submit to God, Resist the devil etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The passage can be further divided into 3 sections. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;a) V7 - V10 == Focusing on self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;b) V11 - 12 == Focusing on the relationship with others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;c) V13 -17 == Focusing on the relationship with God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Our main focus will be mainly on V13 -17. Therefore, let us now study His words further in order to find out what God has to say to all those Christian who are currently not facing any trials and all things are well in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;If you read V13, "Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit", you will have the idea that the person who said such statement will be in a state whereby he/she is carefree. He/She should be in a state whereby all things are well and not facing any difficulties in life. In fact, you can see that that person is trying to improve their life through investment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Implicitly, people who said such words seem to portray that they are confident in their financial state. If you think further, aren't many of us fall in the same category? Well, you might not be confident in your financial status, but what about physically (i.e. having a good body shape)? Mentally? Socially (i.e. Having a big social network in life)? Psychologically? Many of us tend to be too over confident upon ourselves and forgetting that all things come from God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Many of you can argue saying that "we are just planning for the future", is that wrong? Well, I didn't say that we shouldn't plan ahead, in fact, we should! But what makes it a sin and displease God? Look at verse 14. God clearly told us that we are way too over confident with ourselves and plans until we forgot the fact that we are not at all in control of all things. We are as though planning and being so certain that it will turn out the way we expected it. We forgot the fact that regardless how well we plan, if it is not God's wills, all things will not take place as we plan. To make the matter worse, we always tend to plan things according to our heart desires and preferences and not submitting to God ultimately. How then can we please God with our earthly desires plans? It will never please God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Hence, how should we plan and not displease God with our plans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;We should always put God in the picture and submit to His wills whenever we are planning or deciding on our future. For instance, if you are hunting for a job, you take into consideration of the working hours (don't work on Sunday), working environment that will affect your spiritual growth etc. If it doesn't help you spiritually or doesn't glorifying God, you tend not to pursue it. Yes, though it might take you longer to seek for a suitable job but nevertheless you trust in God that He will provide. That is how you plan and decide on your future by acknowledging God and submitting to Him regardless what are the outcomes of your plans. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;When all things are well, God knew that we tend to be overly confident regarding self. Therefore, God reminded us through James to submit to Him, resist the devil, draw near to Him, purify our hearts, humble ourselves etc (V7-12). But the most important message in this passage would be in V13-16 whereby God reminded us that we shouldn't be looking too much on the horizontal view (relationship with human) and forgetting the vertical view (relationship with God) even at times of ease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Therefore, regardless what is happening in your life, regardless how you look physically, regardless of anything, submit yourself whole-heartedly to Him and constantly seeking His will and His words. &lt;/span&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/18157650-5930126940030014873?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5930126940030014873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5930126940030014873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5930126940030014873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5930126940030014873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-times-are-well.html' title='When times are well...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6436208469488954788</id><published>2008-12-03T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:53:16.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas present is early! ^.^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;*Cling Cling Cling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Did I hear someone is coming to our town and giving out presents for free?? What?? Yes??? WHERE??? WHEN??? WHAT?? IT'S FOODS???? *eye opened wide* Interesting~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Yeap yeap yeap~ If you are aware, Christmas is coming to town! The best part? To all cake lovers, there is a good news for you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A BUY ONE FREE ONE PROMOTION!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/STZgKbCdsxI/AAAAAAAAAmo/nNL4-8OCEdM/s1600-h/ZEN-promotion-for-cake-Buy-1-Free-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275509745684165394" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/STZgKbCdsxI/AAAAAAAAAmo/nNL4-8OCEdM/s320/ZEN-promotion-for-cake-Buy-1-Free-1-1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 272px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" nowrap="nowrap" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;Discount Duration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mon, &lt;span class="highlight3"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight5"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Dec 2008 - Mon, 8 Dec 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight1"&gt;ZEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;Location&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight1"&gt;ZEN&lt;/span&gt; - Dataran Pahlawan Melaka Megamall&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;i&gt;near OCBC Bank&lt;/i&gt;, FG-&lt;span class="highlight3"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight5"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9 Ground Floor, Phase 2)&lt;span class="h4"&gt; , &lt;span class="highlight1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZEN&lt;/span&gt; - Mid Valley Megamall &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Cinema Level&lt;/i&gt;, Lot TK0&lt;span class="highlight3"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight5"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 3rd Floor)&lt;span class="h4"&gt;, &lt;span class="highlight1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZEN&lt;/span&gt; - Pavilion Kuala Lumpur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;(near GSC Cinema&lt;/i&gt;, Lot 6, 0&lt;span class="highlight3"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight5"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-02, Level 6)&lt;span class="h4"&gt;, &lt;span class="highlight1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZEN&lt;/span&gt; - Sunway Pyramid, &lt;span class="highlight1"&gt;ZEN&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;G4, Ground Floor, Jalan Stesen Sentral 5)&lt;span class="h4"&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;Telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;03-5622&lt;span class="highlight3"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight5"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8&lt;span class="highlight3"&gt;&lt;span class="highlight5"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" nowrap="nowrap" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;Products Offered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="h4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolate banana&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;chocolate indulgence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;classic cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;marble cheese&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;white chocolate macadamia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;blueberry cheese and more and more and more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Zen cakes are actually from secret recipe, but I have to admit that the size of the cake is small and the selection are so limited! Nevertheless, it is worth the money! No tax included! I went to Central to purchase the cakes yesterday and surprisingly there's nobody queuing up to purchase the cake! Therefore, do be wise in selecting the time to purchase your cake ya ^.^ Just a reminder, DO NOT GO DURING LUNCH TIME. I went there around 3pm yesterday but it is difficult to obtain a car park over there. If I were the one driving, I will definitely head to MV to buy the cake because the parking cost RM 4 for the first hour!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Enjoy the promotion! (^.^)&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/18157650-6436208469488954788?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6436208469488954788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6436208469488954788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6436208469488954788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6436208469488954788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-present-is-early.html' title='Xmas present is early! ^.^'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/STZgKbCdsxI/AAAAAAAAAmo/nNL4-8OCEdM/s72-c/ZEN-promotion-for-cake-Buy-1-Free-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-1214596780538796896</id><published>2008-11-29T00:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:54:59.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>发发牢骚。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;身体有少许的不舒服，似乎快倒了似的。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;外面下这雨， 心， 依然有少许的沉重。思念的心， 依然存在。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;今天所学的东西， 似乎是神刻意对我说的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;一位基督徒应该拥&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;有&lt;em style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;学无&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;止境的精神， 永远往上看，永远往上爬。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;我，又到了那个阶段？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;看了看从前写的信，我顿时有个念头。。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;如果时间应许，我希望回到以前，把我的错误一一纠正。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;我真的恨不得把一切一切都撕掉。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;我恨不得把一切一切都烧了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;但，我并没那么做。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;因为，这是逃避现实。时间一去不回头。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;所以，我留着信， 提醒自己，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;我要我自己永永远远地记得是上帝带领我到此地。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;是上帝的恩典，我来到了他的面前。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;是上帝的爱戴，我找到了生活的意义。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;是上帝的出现，我，终于从黑暗中走了出来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;我，真的很想我的一生的路，与神一起走下去。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;神啊， 真如摩西所说的。。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;岂不是因你与我们同去 、使我和你的百姓与地上的万民有分别麽？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;所以神啊， 请你与我同去， 走完人生的这一道路。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-1214596780538796896?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/1214596780538796896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=1214596780538796896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1214596780538796896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1214596780538796896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_29.html' title='发发牢骚。。。'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-8854392437415262754</id><published>2008-11-26T15:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:54:27.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh~ Mana anak kambing saya?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;My nephew is almost a month old! Despite the fact that he's darn noisy, darn naughty, darn like people carrying him, etc etc.... He's still cute..... Here are some of his pictures... ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SS0A5YB2VsI/AAAAAAAAAmg/wkUxA9IkXak/s1600-h/n568678614_1612813_8979.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272871724423468738" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SS0A5YB2VsI/AAAAAAAAAmg/wkUxA9IkXak/s320/n568678614_1612813_8979.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 219px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;...A professional painter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SS0Av6xdNgI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/i67W4-iekKs/s1600-h/n568678614_1612183_5049.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272871561951262210" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SS0Av6xdNgI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/i67W4-iekKs/s320/n568678614_1612183_5049.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 239px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A cute sleeping baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SS0A06RAjRI/AAAAAAAAAmY/NyRMeftz_ok/s1600-h/n568678614_1612185_5524.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272871647714512146" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SS0A06RAjRI/AAAAAAAAAmY/NyRMeftz_ok/s320/n568678614_1612185_5524.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 239px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Last but not least.... "We like to move it, move it"&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/18157650-8854392437415262754?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/8854392437415262754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=8854392437415262754' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8854392437415262754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8854392437415262754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-mana-anak-kambing-saya.html' title='Oh~ Mana anak kambing saya?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SS0A5YB2VsI/AAAAAAAAAmg/wkUxA9IkXak/s72-c/n568678614_1612813_8979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3754539590579010474</id><published>2008-11-22T23:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:56:57.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSgukX4_rNI/AAAAAAAAAmI/7xMxgD9blLw/s1600-h/CF-card.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271514566260403410" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSgukX4_rNI/AAAAAAAAAmI/7xMxgD9blLw/s320/CF-card.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 162px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 355px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(created by: Ng Bi Yan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Ever wonder where your life is heading? Yes, without a doubt, I know many of you out there obtained a plan for yourself. Regardless whether is it a detailed plan or just a rough idea on what you want to do in the future, it doesn't matter. The main point that I wish to emphasize over here is... How certain are you that all those plans you have in mind will come to life? How certain are you that all things that you plan will take place exactly as how you plan? Will it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;No offense to all but I still hold on to the belief that nothing is certain in life, except death. That is the only thing I can assure every readers out there that it will take place. You can be as positive as you want, you can be optimistic, you can be a so called "looking at the bright side person", but tell me one thing... Does it change the fact that you will die one day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I once read a book, the author claimed that if you think positive, all those positive things will eventually come to you. 33 said, wake up and be realistic. Regardless how you think, if it is God's plan for you to die, you will die. OK I have to admit that I am a pessimistic person but that still doesn't mean that death will come earlier to me, right? Well, unless God made it that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Now, since death is so certain in life, why then live? You will die anyway, right? What then is the purpose of living? To eat? To learn? To have a family? Then what? I believe many out there are asking those questions from time to time. Some got the answer for their questions, but many don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Life, is more than you can imagine. Life is more precious but it is often made small in value because many don't understand the meaning of life. What then is life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Come and listen to what the creator (God of the bible) has to say since He created you and me. Let us come and listen what He actually has for us in our life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cfellowshiponline.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; http://cfellowshiponline.com/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;for more information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Hope to see you there and have all your questions answered!&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/18157650-3754539590579010474?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3754539590579010474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3754539590579010474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3754539590579010474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3754539590579010474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/life.html' title='Life?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSgukX4_rNI/AAAAAAAAAmI/7xMxgD9blLw/s72-c/CF-card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3558157777915041124</id><published>2008-11-20T23:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:59:03.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story ^.^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: "I am blind, please help." There were only a few coins in the hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, "Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The man said, "I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What he had written was: "Today is a beautiful day and I cannot see it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Do you think the first sign and the second sign were saying the same thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Of course both signs told people the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people they were so lucky that they were not blind. Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Moral of the Story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Be thankful for what you have. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Invite others towards good with wisdom. Live life with no excuse and love with no regrets. When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Great men say, "Life has to be an incessant process of repair and reconstruction, of discarding evil and developing goodness…. In the journey of life, if you want to travel without fear, you must have the ticket of a good conscience."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And even more beautiful is, knowing that you are the reason behind it!!!&lt;/span&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/18157650-3558157777915041124?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3558157777915041124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3558157777915041124' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3558157777915041124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3558157777915041124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/story.html' title='Story ^.^'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-7832046990723904963</id><published>2008-11-19T09:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:59:51.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia again... Sigh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSNmEI99PJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ZNAm-m4MHlU/s1600-h/insomnia.gif"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270168210266471570" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSNmEI99PJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ZNAm-m4MHlU/s320/insomnia.gif" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 213px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: melinea.blogdrive.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The word is insomnia.... Dead dead dead tired.... I practically didn't even go into ZzzZ world yesterday night. I was asleep for few minutes and I was awaken.... (T.T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;The picture above really depict me well! I went to bed around 1 a.m. yesterday as I couldn't close my eyes in any way.... I then decided to give it a try on sleeping... I tucked myself comfortably into my comforter and hugged my bolster. Incredibly I was getting tired and my eyes were closing without any counting of sheep! Weeee~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Suddenly...... CREEEEEEEE.... CREEEEEEE...... CREEEEEE..... I thought it was my dog scratching on my door but it is impossible as my dog is outside of the house! I got a little worried and suddenly something caught my attention... It was my window... There's a shadow..... I was worried and scare, thinking that it was a burglar. I then walked closer to my window and peeked out.... GUeSS what......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSNo524XKaI/AAAAAAAAAl4/w_n7BpFgrbU/s1600-h/chinese-rooster.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270171332147358114" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSNo524XKaI/AAAAAAAAAl4/w_n7BpFgrbU/s320/chinese-rooster.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 243px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.bluebison.net/content/?cat=150)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;NO JOKE!!!!! A ROOSTER!!!!! (=.=)" NO I am not staying in Kampung (village)...... It's my neighbour's rooster. It always fall down from above... BAKA! I couldn't do anything but to leave with the fact that there's a rooster outside of my window. What can I do? Is not that I know how to catch the rooster.... (-.=)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Consequence???? It kept on scratching my window.... The rooster was trying to get a grip on my window so that it will not fall down. WHOLE NIGHT!!!! SCRATCHING!!! MISERABLE~ *pull hair*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Yes, may I then bring all the reader to the best part....... Do you know that God created rooster with a purpose?? Do you know that before day break, the rooster will "sings"??? YES! IT "SANG"~ (T.T) Early in the morning, it's not even 530 a.m. It is crowing.... Kill me please... Its voice is so sharp and loud... To make the matter worse, my nephew started crying as his napkin was wet... My worst nightmare ever..... I couldn't see myself in the bed anymore and I rise. I kept my nephew accompanied whilst waiting for the confinement aunty to catch the rooster for me... No joke, she's darn good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Where is the rooster now? At the back of my house..... With its hands and wings tied up with rope! Hahahaha.... At least it is not crowing! The confinement aunty kept on saying "slaughter it, slaughter it~" Hahaha... Have to admit that the rooster is darn fat and meaty! NO, we are not going to eat it, though tempting! Hahaha.... Anyway, thank God I am not working today else I will collapse over there and sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Nyek nyek nyek.... Waiting to watch Madagascar 2!!! ^(^.^ )^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/18157650-7832046990723904963?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/7832046990723904963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=7832046990723904963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7832046990723904963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/7832046990723904963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/insomnia-again-sigh.html' title='Insomnia again... Sigh....'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSNmEI99PJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ZNAm-m4MHlU/s72-c/insomnia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-206907891834951985</id><published>2008-11-19T00:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:00:26.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crave... For FOODS~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ffffcc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSLwynjJiUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Bp7l451BXNQ/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270039266377435458" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSLwynjJiUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Bp7l451BXNQ/s320/3.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: Couldn't detect the URL &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A sudden crave for Haagen-Daaz ice cream... So wanted, so tempted to get my hands on their cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A sudden crave for Italianni's Tiramitsu... So wanted, so tempted to get my hands on their foods!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A sudden crave for many many foods.... Giii..... What a good craving or should I said appetite in the middle of the night~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;S.I.G.H!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Wanting to start a new blog soon~ Hopefully... ^.^&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/18157650-206907891834951985?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/206907891834951985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=206907891834951985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/206907891834951985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/206907891834951985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/crave-for-foods.html' title='Crave... For FOODS~'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSLwynjJiUI/AAAAAAAAAlo/Bp7l451BXNQ/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3747698668369342855</id><published>2008-11-18T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:01:06.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>几米</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccffff; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSLPjcjOl5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/fi5mfy3bPTY/s1600-h/U637P55T4D22952F50DT20040716125652.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270002721843222418" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSLPjcjOl5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/fi5mfy3bPTY/s320/U637P55T4D22952F50DT20040716125652.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 236px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 310px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;（Taken from: http://beautifulthing.bokee.com/5840007.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;就这样望着&lt;span style="line-height: 1.3em;"&gt;屏&lt;/span&gt;幕发呆。。。&lt;br /&gt;似乎有很多话要说， 但不知怎么，&lt;br /&gt;我的声带似乎失去了声音，&lt;br /&gt;一切一切的东西都卡在喉咙里,&lt;br /&gt;都说不下去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正在阅读几米的书，一位我很喜欢的作者，&lt;br /&gt;没钱买他的书的我，只好在网上阅读“不完整”版。&lt;br /&gt;阅读时，----------_------。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;天，似乎被涂黑了。。。&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了看几米的“地下铁”，　毕竟还是把它放回原位。。。　&lt;br /&gt;沉重的脚步。。。　离开了此地。。。　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-3747698668369342855?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3747698668369342855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3747698668369342855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3747698668369342855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3747698668369342855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='几米'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SSLPjcjOl5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/fi5mfy3bPTY/s72-c/U637P55T4D22952F50DT20040716125652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-9220052246042195518</id><published>2008-11-10T13:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:01:16.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherlock Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'The facts are not always what they seem, we think that they all point to the same thing but,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if we look at them in another way, they can tell quite a different story."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;= Sherlock Holmes =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SRjuiwhD3mI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/gtXNlNXY3ig/s1600-h/Sherlock_Holmes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267222045116325474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SRjuiwhD3mI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/gtXNlNXY3ig/s320/Sherlock_Holmes.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 216px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.americanhistoricaltheatre.org/Page%20gallery/patriot_p5.htm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;I finish reading Sherlock Holmes's Mystery of Boscomble Pool. Interesting? Emmm... Sorry to Sherlock Holmes's fans beforehand, but I truly find the book a little too.... Boring + not exciting. I am actually expecting more adventures, more unexpected things coming out from Holmes. OK, have to admit that the book is TOO THIN to write more of all those elements that I am expecting.... Hahahah... Nevertheless, the sentence above caught my attention as I read the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;And I started thinking.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff99;"&gt;1) Are you sometimes too carried away with the facts that appeared before your eyes and unable to see the "other side of the story"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff99;"&gt;2) Are you sometimes too stubborn with your own thoughts and opinions thus unable to see the "other side of the story"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;Facts may be so obvious for many to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;But....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff99;"&gt;a) Sometimes people may just twist and turn facts and make it as though it is the true facts before you in order to confuse you! Nevertheless, I remember 737 told me something in CF, when there's a question in your head, don't be lazy but to find out the TRUTH. If you are lazy, that's why it is easy for people to tell you "false facts" because they knew that you will not find out any way. Therefore, bare in mind that laziness is a attitude that will really kill you. A hard lesson to learn indeed but I still believe in doing things step by step with God's strength. Uncertain on how long will it take but I know God is at work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff99;"&gt;b) Are you believing it just because many said so or are you believing because it is the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;Sorry, my head is "flying" all over the place. When I was reading this story book, my thoughts was on false prophets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. By their fruit you will recognise them. Do people pick grapes from thorn bushes, or figs from thistles? Likewise every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. Every tree that doesn't bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus, by their fruit you will recognise them. "(Matthew 7:15-20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;Well, I find it quite similar with Holmes's saying. Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;Firstly, false prophet might appears to you just like a normal human being or devoted man. Your eyes might tell you that he/she is a devoted person and love God very much. Thus, he/she is a Christian and whatever he/she said should be true and not distorted. Somehow, some of you, your "guarding system" will be taken away from that person. There goes... False teachings will be filled in your head and if you are lazy, it worsen the whole situation all together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;Secondly, if you are looking at things carefully and not slack in guarding over what God has given to you, you will realised that all those people are false prophets and they are against God. Because you are not looking only with your eyes but you are observing their life and the fruits that they are bearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;In short, there's only one way, one truth and one place to everlasting life. If you will only trust Jesus, He will save you; your sins, which are many, will all be forgiven; you will be adopted into the family of God, and in due time you will find yourself in heaven and be there for all eternity. (C.H. Spurgeon) Are you on the right path? Are you clinging on to the only TRUTH? Be certain and have the assurance that God words will never fail. Come, come to Jesus. &lt;/span&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/18157650-9220052246042195518?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/9220052246042195518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=9220052246042195518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9220052246042195518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9220052246042195518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/sherlock-holmes.html' title='Sherlock Holmes'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SRjuiwhD3mI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/gtXNlNXY3ig/s72-c/Sherlock_Holmes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-8809657068989609680</id><published>2008-11-05T12:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:10:01.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I heard the call, Come Follow, That was all.&lt;br /&gt;Earth's joy grew dim,&lt;br /&gt;My soul went after Him.&lt;br /&gt;I rose and followed - That was all.&lt;br /&gt;Will you not follow if you hear Him call?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;= Hudson Taylor=&lt;br /&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/18157650-8809657068989609680?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/8809657068989609680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=8809657068989609680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8809657068989609680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8809657068989609680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-you.html' title='Will you?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2784665448798128875</id><published>2008-11-03T12:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:02:34.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's words will stand forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For how long I abandon this blog? I lost count... Many things happened during this short week. In short, breathe taking week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SREOZZZppKI/AAAAAAAAAk4/vE3OSIBhwQE/s1600-h/cute-baby-working-mood-funny-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265005268850812066" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SREOZZZppKI/AAAAAAAAAk4/vE3OSIBhwQE/s320/cute-baby-working-mood-funny-02.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 236px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.pjlighthouse.com/2007/05/30/funnies-this-is-your-state-when-you-come-to-work/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I saw a new life being born into this earth lately... How pure and clean he may be but in reality I know none is pure and none is perfect. Something interesting about this baby boy that I meet.... It is actually his name.. Why is his name interesting? Because he doesn't even have a name yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;His parents and grandparents are obviously anxious regarding the issue as within 2 weeks or less, they will need to register in the government department in order to get his birth certificate done. The process of getting a name seems to be so difficult for them as it took them months to think of one. Well, to be honest, I find it quite irritating on their way of finding the right name for the baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Firstly, they went to temples, meet up with people who claimed themselves as "Sifu in giving names" based on the birth of the baby. In this respect, they calculated the 5 elements of the Chinese Philosophy (Wood, metal, water, fire and earth), taking into the consideration of the month of birth etc. The sifu will later give the parents a few individual single Chinese character, subsequently the parents will need to use those characters to form a name. The result? Everything was bad as the character given was so difficult to form a name. Mind you, the paid was not cheap in any way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Secondly, they browse through some websites whereby they generate "good names". The website even go to the extend of giving you a percentage of the name! (i.e Shan Shang - 80% [considered as a good name]) The higher percentage, the better it is (according to the website)... Therefore, even though the parents like a particular name but if the website shows a low percentage for it, the name will be eliminated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;And so it was, the whole family was running here and there whilst some stayed at home surfing the internet for "good names". Looking at such situation, something came into my head... And I actually went to the extend of asking the grandparent one question....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Actually, why are all of you so concerned regarding the name? Yes, I acknowledged that a name is your indentification for the rest of your life but why go through all those troubles (going temple, paying money, going through websites calculating the percentage) just to get one name? Isn't it better for the name to be meaningful rather than "weird and doesn't carry any meaning"?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Only replied I got....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"A good name will represents a good life in the future... If not, the baby life will be a suffering life. That's why you must look at all the elements. This is to find out whether are they contradicting to one another (in terms of the elements), whether is it inviting "good people aka god" to help him etc"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SREWWE8n-iI/AAAAAAAAAlA/exUE-ty3vl0/s1600-h/63.gif" style="color: #ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265014007913773602" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SREWWE8n-iI/AAAAAAAAAlA/exUE-ty3vl0/s320/63.gif" style="cursor: pointer; height: 100px; width: 100px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;(Total speechless) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SREWZcDRGOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/cJwJaJ8xvjw/s1600-h/65.gif" style="color: #ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265014065655257314" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SREWZcDRGOI/AAAAAAAAAlI/cJwJaJ8xvjw/s320/65.gif" style="cursor: pointer; height: 100px; width: 100px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;(What a good speech)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(Taken from: Kahthong.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Yes.... But... How certain are you that a name will have such effect? You do realised that one day that baby will die as well regardless how great that name is.. You do realised that you are just easing your conscience that it will help him in the future, right? Because you know it well that even you yourself can't control your own life, how things were to take place, how good things will be and how bad things will be etc... Do you really naively believe that a name will make a difference over God's plans? Well, if you do, then that person can be a god now and not human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Grandparent: *Total silent and totally ignoring my words whilst continue on looking at the monitor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;33: *rest my case, watch TV* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Dear readers... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Sorry if I were to offend you in any way. I didn't mean to nor am I did that on purpose. However, I wish to bring home the point that having a good name or how people were to claimed it as a bad name, it doesn't affect your path way on eath, because God has prepared and plan all things. If you still insist that a good name can truly affect your life I can tell you truthfully it doesn't. It is as though you are saying to God that "I can change my life with my own efffort and hands. I can twist around what you had planned for me and I will". If you wish to go against God's will, go ahead, I've nothing to comment on it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;But do bear in mind one thing that the Lord said:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For My thoughts &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; not your thoughts, Nor &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; your ways My ways,” says the LORD. &lt;span class="sup" id="en-NKJV-18746"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“ For &lt;i&gt;as&lt;/i&gt; the heavens are higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways, And My thoughts than your thoughts. “ For as the rain comes down, and the snow from heaven, And do not return there, But water the earth, And make it bring forth and bud, That it may give seed to the sower And bread to the eater, So shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth; It shall not return to Me void, But it shall accomplish what I please, And it shall prosper &lt;i&gt;in the thing&lt;/i&gt; for which I sent it. (Isaiah 55:8-11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;For this, God's words will stand forever and ever. Amen. &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/18157650-2784665448798128875?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2784665448798128875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2784665448798128875' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2784665448798128875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2784665448798128875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/11/gods-words-will-stand-forever.html' title='God&apos;s words will stand forever'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SREOZZZppKI/AAAAAAAAAk4/vE3OSIBhwQE/s72-c/cute-baby-working-mood-funny-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-1114983672889279074</id><published>2008-10-31T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:53:07.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;突然间。。 。觉得害怕。。。 害怕不是在于自己的决定乃是在于他人的决定。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;他真的这样想的吗？也许他真的不明了我。。 或许是太过的了解。。。 我。。 失去了理智来判断。我，也不想详细的了解任何关于此事。我选着了离开。。 逃闭？也总比踏入"火坑” 里头。。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;身旁的事件多的是。 但，我依然很想咪咪的笑。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;就如dear说的。。 从心发出的笑。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;因为，最难熬过的，我们的主，耶稣基督以为我们承担了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;我们的生活里所有的风破，如比较上帝在十字架上所作的一切，也只不过是一粒沙。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;不。。是比沙粒更渺小。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;所以，刘珊杉， 要加油！加油！加油!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SQs4KS6DY2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/2NAxwc7BWi8/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263362339037733730" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SQs4KS6DY2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/2NAxwc7BWi8/s320/smile.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 318px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;（Taken from: my mail box.. Don't know the exact source...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-1114983672889279074?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/1114983672889279074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=1114983672889279074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1114983672889279074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/1114983672889279074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/10/smile.html' title='Smile =)'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SQs4KS6DY2I/AAAAAAAAAkw/2NAxwc7BWi8/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-9189554059773819097</id><published>2008-10-29T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:53:21.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yepi Diwali~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SQgzkKwVBJI/AAAAAAAAAko/7HtLDYkQkmg/s1600-h/img_8060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262512861037790354" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SQgzkKwVBJI/AAAAAAAAAko/7HtLDYkQkmg/s320/img_8060.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 279px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: 85%;"&gt;(Taken from:http://www.trekearth.com/gallery/Asia/India/photo772084.htm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Happy Deepavali to all!!! OK, I know it's a bit late to write such a post but then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Late is better than not wishing"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Blessed celebration to all ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;p/s I am still waiting for my MURUKU!!!!! Cis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/18157650-9189554059773819097?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/9189554059773819097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=9189554059773819097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9189554059773819097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/9189554059773819097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/10/yepi-diwali.html' title='Yepi Diwali~'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SQgzkKwVBJI/AAAAAAAAAko/7HtLDYkQkmg/s72-c/img_8060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-2918342561825640799</id><published>2008-10-29T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:54:50.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>诗篇 78</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ccccff; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;看着诗篇 78， 我不知情的开始思考。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;问问自己，为何上帝要放一篇那么长的一篇诗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;问问自己，那么长的一篇诗， 里头说了些什么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;问问自己，上帝真的是纯粹告诉你一个故事吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;这篇诗， 是我个人喜欢的。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;每当我觉得绝望，觉得低落，觉得活在此地真的很苦，我会很自然的回想这一篇诗。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;想想， 上帝赐予我这22 年以来的祝福，这22年的生命，这22年的爱戴，这22年的一切一切。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;真如诗篇所说的，人，往往就是善忘的。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;总忘了上帝是如此的爱我们。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;总忘了上帝是如此的看顾我们。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;总忘了上帝在我们生活所做的一切一切。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;神啊，请求你，请求你啊。。。 带领这一头羊。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;在她的生活里，应许你的手在那儿守护着她。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;永永远远的拖着她的手，永不放开。。&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/18157650-2918342561825640799?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/2918342561825640799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=2918342561825640799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2918342561825640799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/2918342561825640799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/10/78.html' title='诗篇 78'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-8587502639948787483</id><published>2008-10-23T11:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:55:24.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz?? What???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc99;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffffcc;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Think you are smart?? Think you are unbeatable? You think you are the next Albert Einstein? OK... Now try and solve the question below... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;How can a person staying in UK send ice cream back to Malaysia?? Yes, ICE CREAM... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Difficult?? Hoho... Well... If it's easy I won't be asking mah... =P &lt;br /&gt;Put on your thinking cap and start thinking ^.^ Use your own creativity to solve it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Good lucK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/18157650-8587502639948787483?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/8587502639948787483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=8587502639948787483' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8587502639948787483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8587502639948787483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiz-what.html' title='Quiz?? What???'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-885566054794683375</id><published>2008-10-16T11:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:58:17.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain... Thunder... TRUTH...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Take heed, lest any of you be hardened through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;deceitfulness&lt;/span&gt; of sin!" Sin first deceives, and then it hardens. I was now fast bound in chains; I had little desire, and no power at all to free myself. I would at times reflect how it was with me, but if I attempted to struggle, it was in vain. I was just like Samson, when he said ,"I will go forth, and shake myself, as at other times"; but the Lord was departed, and he felt himself helpless in the hands of his enemies. By the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;remembrance&lt;/span&gt; of this interval, the Lord has often reminded me what a poor creature I am in myself, incapable of standing in a single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hour&lt;/span&gt; without continual flash supplies of strength and grace from the fountain-head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;By John Newton (from Out of the depths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Reflecting on things*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Many things in head currently, looking back at my life, I can only say.. Thank you. Realising &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;all these while how forgetful I can be in this walk.. I used to keep a journal in my life but that habit is soon abandon due to my laziness. Nevertheless, those previous entries are sufficient to bring home the point that I am sinking into the world. II Peter 2:20-22 came into head constantly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yesterday, while listening to what pastor was preaching on 1 Kings 19, there's still small voice saying... There you are, that is your problem. Do you not see it since the beginning? I was cast down. It always hurt to hear the truth, that I must admit. Yesterday night heavy rain worsen my grief as it reminded me of a particular incident that took place not long ago, a night when the thunder was so loud and the rain was pouring. Nevertheless, as the old hymn said, though it taught my tears to flow awhile, but I thank the hand that caused that smart. *if I didn't quote the lyrics wrongly &gt;.&lt;"* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;How easy it is for a person to go astray. Just think with me for a moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;1) Do you need to teach a small child to lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;2) Do you need to teach a small child to cry when they didn't get something that they want though it is dangerous? (showing forth rebelliousness)&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you need to teach a person to be lazy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Etc etc etc... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why is it that it is so easy to pick up bad habits and so difficult to cultivate good habits? Even if you successfully cultivated good habits, how long does it last? One year? Two? Romans 3:10-18 clearly described human.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is written: "There is none righteous, no, not one; There is none who understands; There is none who seeks after God. They have all turned aside; They have together become unprofitable; there is none who does good, no, not one. Their throat is an open tomb; with their tongues they have practiced deceit, The poison of asps is under their lips, whose mouth is full of cursing and bitterness. Their feet are swift to shed blood; Destruction and misery are in their ways and the way of peace they have not known. There is no fear of God before their eyes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why??? Because they are all under sin... Just as though one man sin entered the world, and death through sin, and thus death spread to all men, because all sinned. For the wages of sin is death (Romans 6:23) therefore, all of us deserved death as none of us can be perfect before God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are still without strength, Christ died for the ungodly. God demonstrates His own love towards us through Christ's death on the cross, while we are still a sinner. Through His work on the cross, His righteousness is imputed upon His elected children while our sin are imputed upon Him. We are thus saved from His wrath (from punishing us for our sin) through the death of His Son. Not only that but we should rejoice as through our Lord Jesus Christ death on the cross, we are thus reconciled and received by God and being able to call Him "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abba&lt;/span&gt;, Father".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are in one body with Christ, we know that our "old man" was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;crucified&lt;/span&gt; with Him, that the body of sin might be done away with, that we should no longer be slaves of sin. For He has died has been freed from sin. Now if we died with Christ, we believe that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shall&lt;/span&gt; also live with Him, knowing that Christ, having been raised from the dead, dies no more. Death no longer has domination over Him. For the death that He died, He died to sin once for all; but the life that He lives, He lives to God. Likewise, you also, reckon yourself to be dead indeed to sin, but alive to God in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 6:6-11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Implicitly, our life is for God and it is God's. Thus, live a life as a living sacrifice for God and not for men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-885566054794683375?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/885566054794683375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=885566054794683375' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/885566054794683375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/885566054794683375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/10/rain-thunder-truth.html' title='Rain... Thunder... TRUTH...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-8827568138372584901</id><published>2008-10-13T22:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T22:45:35.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBJ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Went to BBJ library today for duty. FUN! ^.^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey to BBJ was.... LONG... Thanks to a massive traffic jam in front of my house. I was late for the first day of work. I am thankful because I didn't lost my way there. Thanks to the clear direction from a person that claimed that GOOGLE MAP is not as precise as his own map (draw himself). I must agree with him that his direction is really clear... Allow me to show you his master piece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SPNdHNhy9SI/AAAAAAAAAkg/qnYRwzrpmYE/s1600-h/bbj-map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SPNdHNhy9SI/AAAAAAAAAkg/qnYRwzrpmYE/s320/bbj-map.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256647568543380770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*did some editing*&lt;br /&gt;I reached there super late~ Thank God I met with a TA who willingly directed me to the library and helped me in opening the library door. Hoho... First day of work and I obtained a new friend! Not bad for a start ^.^ HOWEVER, with my STM brain.... I forgot his name... No worries, I will ask him again tomorrow. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, the duty time was nice.. Peaceful I can say... Hehe.. But tomorrow... It will be a little busy, hopefully... Having some thoughts in head... Uncertain whether can I accomplish it or not. but I hope for the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chuck all things at the back* Don't care... Going swimming tomorrow!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK CRIMINAL MINDS TIME! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-8827568138372584901?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/8827568138372584901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=8827568138372584901' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8827568138372584901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/8827568138372584901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/10/bbj.html' title='BBJ!'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SPNdHNhy9SI/AAAAAAAAAkg/qnYRwzrpmYE/s72-c/bbj-map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5617670007262209056</id><published>2008-10-10T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:31:25.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>钱不是万能的。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SO8SwV2AmsI/AAAAAAAAAkI/gHLX4RQZcp8/s1600-h/71014_MoneyHappiness_vl-vertical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SO8SwV2AmsI/AAAAAAAAAkI/gHLX4RQZcp8/s320/71014_MoneyHappiness_vl-vertical.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255439911871355586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Taken from: http://library.thinkquest.org/J003358F/trivia.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*哭泣*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知不觉，我已经看完了一部戏。。。 不知怎么。。 我。。 竟然。。。爱上了那部戏。。  虽是一部旧片，但， 重点，钱真的不是一切。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为贪， 一个人真的能不折手段。&lt;br /&gt;因为贪， 一个人真的能连家人都不理会&lt;br /&gt;因为贪， 一个人真的能伤害无辜&lt;br /&gt;因为贪， 一个人真的能放弃自己的一切&lt;br /&gt;因为贪， 一个人真的能。。。。（不敢再想向下去）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然，我不应该把戏当真。 但， 我依然相信，一个人， 为了钱，真的可以变得很恐怖。。&lt;br /&gt;一名罪人， 除了犯罪，还有什么好夸的? 即将踏入工作的我， 虽还没找到工， 但，心以开始害怕。。 我。。又会不会变成一名爱钱却不爱神的小女孩？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SO8SKwxG8XI/AAAAAAAAAkA/H7AtGaCFyjc/s1600-h/71014_MoneyHappiness_vl-vertical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SO8SKwxG8XI/AAAAAAAAAkA/H7AtGaCFyjc/s320/71014_MoneyHappiness_vl-vertical.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255439266263527794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://coutorture.wordpress.com/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;神阿， 救你看顾保守。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-5617670007262209056?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5617670007262209056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5617670007262209056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5617670007262209056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5617670007262209056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='钱不是万能的。。'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SO8SwV2AmsI/AAAAAAAAAkI/gHLX4RQZcp8/s72-c/71014_MoneyHappiness_vl-vertical.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4287712859996434441</id><published>2008-10-08T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:57:44.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip that I don't wish to talk about..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Just came back from Singapore not long ago... Ok... I came back for quite some time already... Just too lazy to blog about it =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me "how was the trip?" It's a sensitive question... So... Just enjoy the pictures that I took when I was dead bored over there... *View my frienster for photos* Will blog more regarding some other things when I get my things done, which I doubt it can be done by this week.. Sigh... *Found out something creepy as well.. Goosebump*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMBATEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-4287712859996434441?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4287712859996434441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4287712859996434441' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4287712859996434441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4287712859996434441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-that-i-dont-wish-to-talk-about.html' title='A trip that I don&apos;t wish to talk about..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6107291064687763864</id><published>2008-09-29T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:13:18.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian's Pillgrimage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Addicted to reading currently.... Am reading "The Pilgrim's Progress". Yes, yes, an "old book" indeed... Yes, yes, I should have read that long ago. ANYWAY..... Hehehe.... You must be curious what happened to me as suddenly ADDICTED to books, which is no way a norm... Hahaha... Because...... It's in pictures! Hahaha... Like a comic script! SO COOL!!!!! Almost finishing.... Sigh... Trying to read a little slower but can't help myself but to contiue on reading =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that caught my attention....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;"Then they went into a dusty parlour. A man began to sweep, but the dust flew about until a damsel sprinkled it with water. "The dust is man's original sin; he who began to sweep first is the Law, but she who brought the water is the Gospel, by whose sweet influences sin is subdued."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking through this book, I can say John bunyan stated out many things that a Christian should be aware of and how a Christian life should be. An interesting book indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I am still anticipating to read my beloved "out of the depths" ^.^ Share with you all next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-6107291064687763864?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6107291064687763864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6107291064687763864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6107291064687763864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6107291064687763864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/09/christians-pillgrimage.html' title='Christian&apos;s Pillgrimage'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5537818296289238707</id><published>2008-09-26T00:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:19:27.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SNu41F_1JYI/AAAAAAAAAig/ebkWNv41vJQ/s1600-h/leave_me_alone_i_hate_us_by_pyromaniac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SNu41F_1JYI/AAAAAAAAAig/ebkWNv41vJQ/s320/leave_me_alone_i_hate_us_by_pyromaniac.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249993012912924034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://pyromaniac.deviantart.com/art/leave-me-alone-i-hate-us-10833054?moodonly=123)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I.... Just wish to leave.... Can I? Off the many things... I forgot to walk to that city.. Not realizing that all these while, I am still standing at the same spot. Not even an inch I have move.... Pathetic... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*沉默* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*悲*&lt;br /&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/18157650-5537818296289238707?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5537818296289238707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5537818296289238707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5537818296289238707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5537818296289238707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/09/leave.html' title='Leave...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SNu41F_1JYI/AAAAAAAAAig/ebkWNv41vJQ/s72-c/leave_me_alone_i_hate_us_by_pyromaniac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3898662991362446046</id><published>2008-09-22T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:19:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Psalm of my soul..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Psalm 73&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="en-NIV-15022" class="sup"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;Surely God is good to Israel,&lt;br /&gt;       to those who are pure in heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15023" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; But as for me, my feet had almost slipped;&lt;br /&gt;       I had nearly lost my foothold. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15024" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; For I envied the arrogant&lt;br /&gt;       when I saw the prosperity of the wicked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15025" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; They have no struggles;&lt;br /&gt;       their bodies are healthy and strong.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15026" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; They are free from the burdens common to man;&lt;br /&gt;       they are not plagued by human ills. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15027" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; Therefore pride is their necklace;&lt;br /&gt;       they clothe themselves with violence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15028" class="sup"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; From their callous hearts comes iniquity ;&lt;br /&gt;       the evil conceits of their minds know no limits. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15029" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; They scoff, and speak with malice;&lt;br /&gt;       in their arrogance they threaten oppression. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15030" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; Their mouths lay claim to heaven,&lt;br /&gt;       and their tongues take possession of the earth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15031" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; Therefore their people turn to them&lt;br /&gt;       and drink up waters in abundance.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15032" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; They say, "How can God know?&lt;br /&gt;       Does the Most High have knowledge?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15033" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; This is what the wicked are like—&lt;br /&gt;       always carefree, they increase in wealth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15034" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; Surely in vain have I kept my heart pure;&lt;br /&gt;       in vain have I washed my hands in innocence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15035" class="sup"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; All day long I have been plagued;&lt;br /&gt;       I have been punished every morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15036" class="sup"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; If I had said, "I will speak thus,"&lt;br /&gt;       I would have betrayed your children. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15037" class="sup"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt; When I tried to understand all this,&lt;br /&gt;       it was oppressive to me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15038" class="sup"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; till I entered the sanctuary of God;&lt;br /&gt;       then I understood their final destiny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15039" class="sup"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; Surely you place them on slippery ground;&lt;br /&gt;       you cast them down to ruin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15040" class="sup"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; How suddenly are they destroyed,&lt;br /&gt;       completely swept away by terrors! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15041" class="sup"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt; As a dream when one awakes,&lt;br /&gt;       so when you arise, O Lord,&lt;br /&gt;       you will despise them as fantasies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15042" class="sup"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt; When my heart was grieved&lt;br /&gt;       and my spirit embittered, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15043" class="sup"&gt;22&lt;/span&gt; I was senseless and ignorant;&lt;br /&gt;       I was a brute beast before you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15044" class="sup"&gt;23&lt;/span&gt; Yet I am always with you;&lt;br /&gt;       you hold me by my right hand. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15045" class="sup"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt; You guide me with your counsel,&lt;br /&gt;       and afterward you will take me into glory. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15046" class="sup"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt; Whom have I in heaven but you?&lt;br /&gt;       And earth has nothing I desire besides you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15047" class="sup"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt; My flesh and my heart may fail,&lt;br /&gt;       but God is the strength of my heart&lt;br /&gt;       and my portion forever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15048" class="sup"&gt;27&lt;/span&gt; Those who are far from you will perish;&lt;br /&gt;       you destroy all who are unfaithful to you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-15049" class="sup"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt; But as for me, it is good to be near God.&lt;br /&gt;       I have made the Sovereign LORD my refuge;&lt;br /&gt;       I will tell of all your deeds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;One of my favourite Psalm... Or should I say... Oh.. Never mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I thought I was _____ (Fill in the blank, but only God knows the answer)... Then only I realised all these years, if it's not because of God who is so merciful towards me, I will be dead as a log by the roadside. Looking at those things, I wish to give thanks to my Father because His hands is always upon me and always ensure that I am kept safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I know what I saw is not a fake vision nor is it an illusion but I know that it is the truth. I used to hate it because God chose to reveal it to me. Now, I truly understand the purpose of that cause. If it is not because of the truth, I can never truly appreciate what He has done for me on the cross. In agony and in pain, yet not a word He said. There is was, my sins was there to nail Him on the cross...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Lord, be with thy servant - there - tonight - tomorrow - and all her life. &lt;/span&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/18157650-3898662991362446046?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3898662991362446046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3898662991362446046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3898662991362446046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3898662991362446046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/09/psalm-of-my-soul.html' title='A Psalm of my soul..'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6153770529172202530</id><published>2008-09-22T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:09:10.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't like Chia Wei~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Si Chia Wei kirimkan sesuatu untukku melalui MSN~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Katanya URL tu selamat (maksudnya tidak mengandungi apa-apa virus) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Jadi...... Ku pun pergi ke laman tu.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Selepas ku baca.... Memang ku berniat nak hantam Si Chia Wei... Cis.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" href="http://xkcd.com/280/"&gt;http://xkcd.com/280/ &lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;NOT FUNNY AT ALL.... BAH! Don't like CHIA WEI! CIS!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;*Only those who understand what CW really meant will understand his "joke"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-6153770529172202530?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6153770529172202530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6153770529172202530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6153770529172202530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6153770529172202530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-like-chia-wei.html' title='Don&apos;t like Chia Wei~'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6816545853837291098</id><published>2008-09-18T13:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T16:16:47.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>月亮圆。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I was fetching Willy back yesterday night and while in the car, she was pointing at the moon and said "WAH... The moon is so nice today!" *Sweat* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;33: "Aunty, 15th dah lepas... Now dah 17th (lunar calendar)" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Willy: *giggled* *Started singing 月亮圆 (meaning, literal translation "round moon", referring to full moon)* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;33: *Straight face* APA NI~ All lyrics gone case! Cis.. That is my favourite "mooncake festival "song!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Willy: *giggled*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR WILLY'S SAKE..... The lyrics... =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;月亮圆 月亮圆 月亮照在我的家 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/211/1410/1600/moon%2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;没有春夏秋冬的家 流传千年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;月亮圆 月亮圆 月亮照在我的家&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;没有春夏秋冬的家 流传千年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;现在的孩子不相信 月亮有小白兔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;功课与电脑 使他们不再信古老的神话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;当高楼大厦 遮挡了古老的月亮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;就趁这个季节 让你的孩子知道&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;古老的神话 原自何方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;月亮圆 月亮圆 月亮照在我的家&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;没有春夏秋冬的家 流传千年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;月亮圆 月亮圆 月亮照在我的家&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;没有春夏秋冬的家 流传千年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/18157650-6816545853837291098?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6816545853837291098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6816545853837291098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6816545853837291098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6816545853837291098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='月亮圆。。。'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4858733996897920000</id><published>2008-09-15T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T23:20:19.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How sweet the name of Jesus sounds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;By John Newton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweet the name of Jesus sounds&lt;br /&gt;In a believer's ear!&lt;br /&gt;It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,&lt;br /&gt;And drives away his fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes the wounded spirit whole,&lt;br /&gt;And calms the troubled breast;&lt;br /&gt;'Tis manna to the hungry soul,&lt;br /&gt;And to the weary rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear name! The rock on which I build,&lt;br /&gt;My shield and hiding place;&lt;br /&gt;My never-failing treasury fill'd&lt;br /&gt;With boundless stores of grace;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By thee my pray'rs acceptance gain,&lt;br /&gt;Altho' with sin defil'd&lt;br /&gt;Satan accuses me in vain,&lt;br /&gt;And I am own'd a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,&lt;br /&gt;My Prophet, Priest and King;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,&lt;br /&gt;Accept the praise I bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weak is the effort of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And cold my warmest thought;&lt;br /&gt;But when I see thee as thou art,&lt;br /&gt;I'll praise thee as I ought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then I would thy love proclaim&lt;br /&gt;With ev'ry fleeting breathe;&lt;br /&gt;And may the music of thy name&lt;br /&gt;Refresh my soul in death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-4858733996897920000?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4858733996897920000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4858733996897920000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4858733996897920000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4858733996897920000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-sweet-name-of-jesus-sounds.html' title='How sweet the name of Jesus sounds'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6442643646592872368</id><published>2008-09-11T15:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T16:03:06.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life without a purpose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I feel that, if I could live a thousand lives, I would like to live them all for Christ, and I should even then feel that they were all too little a return for His great love to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;C. H. Supurgeon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;I believe many are living a life out there, whereby they themselves can't seem to figure out what is the purpose of living. Many claimed that they are here to have fun, some claimed that they are here because "accidents happen", while some may claimed that they have a mission on earth (i.e. to study, to earn a living, to get married etc) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What then is your purpose in life? Merely fun? Mission? Or should I say parents?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;What is in the future, I do not know. Nevertheless, there's something that I can be sure of in everybody's life. Death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Yes, many might said "CHOI" when I said the word "death" in front of them, but think of it this way, since death is so certain in life, why then are you ignoring it and not face it? How can you live a life with joy when death is so certain in life? Can death really be overcome? Well, of cause you can =) Let us then starts off by looking at what is death, should we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SMi_BpSxs0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/VkrIUirdJHI/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SMi_BpSxs0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/VkrIUirdJHI/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244651801058325314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;What is death?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;In the beginning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;when God created the earth and man, everything was perfect. Nevertheless, there was one commandment that God gave to His first man and woman (Adam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp;amp; Eve), which is "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;You are free to eat from any tree in the garden;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, for when you eat of it you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;will surely die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;" (Genesis 2:16-17&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Everything was perfect until one day when Eve was much persuaded by a serpent to eat the fruit from the tree of knowledge. Subsequently, Adam also took it as Eve passed it to him. There it was, the fall of mankind. The first ever sin on earth, committed by our representative of human race. It is just like a cup of clear water being added with a drop of detergent. Though &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;only one drop of detergent, the water became unclean. Therefore, before the fall, they are perfect however, after the fall they are sinful in nature. If left to the choice of pleasing God or pleasing self, they tend to follow the latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;When Adam sinned against God, he was guilty before God. Due to the fact that he is the representative of human, thus, we are sinful in nature though we are not born yet. You might argue that we are not the descendant of Adam thus you are not guilty before God. Now, look into the bible and read carefully. In the beginning it is passed down the there's 7 days a week and on the seventh day, it is Sabbath. Now, tell me, are you not also in the same "time measurement"? You can try and change it to 8 days a week or modify it but your effort will be in vain as historically, people have tried that but failed. Due to the fact that we are all from the same ancestor, thus, the time measurement is the same throughout the century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;As we are the descendant of Adam, thus, we inherited his sinful nature when we are born to this earth. When we are left alone, we are likely to sin. We all grew up sinning against God in terms of speech, thoughts, and actions or even not doing what He wants us to do. As we are always breaking God's law, thus, we stand guilty and sinful before God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Adam and Eve will need to face up with the truth that they will die physically due to their committed sin. Furthermore, they also died spiritually as the moment they sin against God, they were departed from God. They are driven away from God because they offended God (Gen 3:24). From the preceding, it is thus concluded that we too are then dead physically as well as spiritually as we are the descendant of Adam. Despite that, we are doubly guilty (besides inheriting Adam's sin) before God as we ourselves commit sin every single second on earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SMjAZiFXosI/AAAAAAAAAZI/s91mH3vyg3c/s1600-h/happy-feet-topper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SMjAZiFXosI/AAAAAAAAAZI/s91mH3vyg3c/s320/happy-feet-topper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244653310951531202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Taken from: http://www.usatoday.com/life/movies/reviews/2006-11-16-review-happy-feet_x.htm&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A way out of death? Out of the bondage of sin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Wanting to get out from the bondage of sin and death? Do you think you can? You can try but I can assure you that your effort is in vain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;"All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away." (Isaiah 64:6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;You can never clean yourself because whatever good that you have, it can never patch up whatever you have done wrong in God's eyes. As claimed in Isaiah, all your so call righteous works are just like a filthy rags before Him, because we can never be righteous before Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;"Can the Ethiopian change his skin or the leopard its spots? Neither can you do good who are accustomed to doing evil." (Jeremiah 13:23)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Didn't that verse above just describe our status? How can we, sinners, do good? We can never ever do good nor be perfect before God. What can we do then since we can never be perfect and always fall short of His glory? That just mean that we are so condemned to hell isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;God is a God of love and merciful (Psalm 86:5). Before you were to come and change yourself and realized that you can't, God already plan for you since the beginning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Since the beginning, God the father, son and Holy Spirit, already made the agreement among each other to save a certain people. God planed the Son to come in perfect human being and yet never seems to be God. That person Jesus Christ is actually son of God and son of men. He’s divine as well as human. He has two natures in one person; he became the perfect mediator between God and man. He represents God before human and perfect human before God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How He deal with the problem, our sin against God and our sinful nature?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jesus live a perfect life, he was arrested and put to death on the cross. Those days, crucifixion is the cruelest way to kill thieves. All those people were influenced to kill him. He rose again on the 3 day and ascended to heaven. However, he will come back to judge the world. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When Jesus dies, He became the perfect sacrifice for those chosen people. This shows that his sacrifice is accepted by God when He rose back from death. We rightly speaking were to undergo the punishment but Jesus undergoes that for us. It is not a normal death but a substitute for us. Therefore, Jesus paid the price of our sin on the cross so that we will not need to undergo that punishment. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When Jesus dies on the cross, He dies as a “sinner” because of us. When God looks at Christian, He sees no more on our sin as the sin are dealt with on the cross. The righteousness of God is given to us while our sin given to Him. Therefore we are not guilty before God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, the blood of Christ cleanses us as He dies for us. Therefore, our sinful nature is taken away by Christ and His death. We will need to turn from our sin, repenting before God and trust in Him. A Christian will know that he is forgiven. Only those who repented and trust in Him will benefit from His death, else you are not a Christian. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;What is repentance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realize that you are guilty against God, you are unable to come to God and unable to come before God. When you hear the gospel, you made up your mind and not to lose your life to your sinful nature and turn to God and trust in Him and depend on Him and Him alone to save you. You know He is the son of God and come in the form of a perfect human nature and crucify on the cross. Because of that, you wash clean and able to come to God and be saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 150%; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;How may I know that I am a true Christian and accepted by God? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a different life but not a perfect life. Nevertheless, there’s a transformation in out life because the Holy Spirit lives within you. It gives you the desires to seek Him, understanding and obeying His commands. If you walk carefully before God, the number of time you sin is minimal. Every time you sin, you are burden and wanted to come before God and seeking for forgiveness. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Endz=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, long long post indeed, enjoy reading... ^.^ Hopefully, after reading this, you will find your purpose for life.&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/18157650-6442643646592872368?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6442643646592872368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6442643646592872368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6442643646592872368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6442643646592872368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-that-if-i-could-live-thousand.html' title='Life without a purpose?'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SMi_BpSxs0I/AAAAAAAAAZA/VkrIUirdJHI/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6908101665827548751</id><published>2008-09-10T10:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T14:46:11.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOGOYA!!! MY DREAM!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;JOGOYA HAVING PROMOTION!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Go in pair, gentlemen get 50% off&lt;br /&gt;Valid from 18 Aug 2008 to 18 Sept 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;Buffet Lunch 11.30am to 1.40pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;RM78.00++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;Buffet Late Lunch 2.00pm to 4.20pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;RM68.00++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;Buffet Dinner 5.00pm to 9.30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;RM88.00++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;Buffet Supper 9.40pm 12.00am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" align="center"&gt;RM78.00++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;Terms &amp;amp; Conditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;* Come in pair, offer only for Full Price Gentlemen (Subject to 10% service charge and 5% government tax).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;* This promotion cannot be used in conjunction with any other promotion offers or discount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;* Valid on Monday till Thursday only, dining time is limited to 2 hours only (Not valid on public holiday).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;* The company reserves the right to amend any of the above terms and conditions without prior notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/18157650-6908101665827548751?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6908101665827548751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6908101665827548751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6908101665827548751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6908101665827548751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/09/jogoya-my-dream.html' title='JOGOYA!!! MY DREAM!!!!!'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-5909550723877090900</id><published>2008-09-04T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T21:05:34.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't bother... =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;神啊。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Watashiwa zen zen wakarimasen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-5909550723877090900?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/5909550723877090900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=5909550723877090900' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5909550723877090900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/5909550723877090900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-bother-p.html' title='Don&apos;t bother... =P'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-6002492321492230358</id><published>2008-08-30T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T19:22:24.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaiting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;生病了。。 （-__=）"&lt;br /&gt;为何我一点都不觉得神奇。。 似乎是在预料当中呢?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心， 依然有个结。&lt;br /&gt;心， 依然有个问号。&lt;br /&gt;心， 依然有个期待。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;处处提醒自己， 无论心如何地想， 如何地说与如何地看， 那一切一切都不重要。一点都毫无关系。。 因为， 最终重点不在于己，乃在于神。软弱的我真的哪儿都没得依靠了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上帝啊， 应许我依靠你吧。。。&lt;br /&gt;上帝啊， 你应须那颗似乎要枯的树复活吧。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-6002492321492230358?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/6002492321492230358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=6002492321492230358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6002492321492230358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/6002492321492230358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/08/awaiting.html' title='Awaiting...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-4105397463128544784</id><published>2008-08-26T12:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:09:53.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pampered dog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;It's a gloomy day..... Nevertheless, I am loving it! ^.^ Windy and drizzling, ahh... Just love the weather... While I was looking at my assignment......... Something interesting happened.... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Lucky was in the house since I woke up as she made tonnes of noise outside my iron gate wanting me to let her in the house... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*Typing and looking at my work*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lucky: Gaaaaaaauuuuuuu.... Auuu..... Auooooooo...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*BARK, BARK, BARK*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;33: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*Turned and looked at her*&lt;/span&gt; Yo, what's up??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lucky: Gaaaaaauauuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...... Aooouuuuuuu.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*Pitiful  looks and continue on barking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;33: (-..-)"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*I opened the door for her to go out to the car porch thinking that she wants to do her business.... (Normally if she's in the house, she will make noise if she wants to do her business)*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Go out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lucky: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*Run to the kitchen side, indicating she wants to stay in the house and not outside*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;33: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*Speechless* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Locked the door and continue doing work...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lucky: Gaoooouuuuuu...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*bark whilst using her pawn to stretch the floor mat.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;33: (-..-)"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*First thing that came into my mind? My mum slipper was on the floor mat and she can't sleep on it, that's why she is making noise...* *Took off my mum slipper and pat Lucky's head* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Go oink oink... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*Sit down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lucky: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*pitiful look*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Gaoooooouuuuuu..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;33: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*white flag* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;AH HA!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*went outside and took Lucky's jacket and wore it on her*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Lucky: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;*happy look* *walk happily to my house floor mat and.... Doze off*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;33: ...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SLOPNsOEJ2I/AAAAAAAAAYo/CuYIFJzT4fE/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SLOPNsOEJ2I/AAAAAAAAAYo/CuYIFJzT4fE/s320/DSC00751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238688256933242722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOGS! She was cold and wanted me to get her jacket... Her communication skills are so darn GOOD! PAMPERED!!!! *hit Lucky*! Well, as long as she's sleeping and so does my another dog... *peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-4105397463128544784?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/4105397463128544784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=4105397463128544784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4105397463128544784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/4105397463128544784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/08/pampered-dog.html' title='A pampered dog...'/><author><name>Shan Shang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16225357616645199845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SOzS9xszdQI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SMOevP25j04/S220/DSC00175.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AtkAZCbPlj8/SLOPNsOEJ2I/AAAAAAAAAYo/CuYIFJzT4fE/s72-c/DSC00751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18157650.post-3212524811396748331</id><published>2008-08-24T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:08:16.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Reserves. No Retreats. No Regrets.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;it is a bit long, but if you have the time, read it... I find it encouraging especially his faith towards God... Enjoy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Story of William Borden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In 1904 William Borden graduated from a Chicago high school. As heir to the Borden Dairy estate, he was already a millionaire. For his high school graduation present, his parents gave 16-year-old Borden a trip around the world. As the young man traveled through Asia, the Middle East, and Europe, he felt a growing burden for the world's hurting people. Finally, Bill Borden wrote home about his "desire to be a missionary."&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One friend expressed surprise that he was "throwing himself away as a missionary."&lt;br /&gt;    In response, Bill wrote two words in the back of his Bible: "No reserves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though young Borden was wealthy, he arrived on the campus of Yale University in 1905 trying to look like just one more freshman. Very quickly, however, Borden's classmates noticed something unusual about him and it wasn't his money. One of them wrote: "He came to college far ahead, spiritually, of any of us. He had already given his heart in full surrender to Christ and had really done it. We who were his classmates learned to lean on him and find in him a strength that was solid as a rock, just because of this settled purpose and consecration."&lt;sup&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    During his college years, Bill Borden made one entry in his personal journal that defined what his classmates were seeing in him. That entry said simply: "Say 'no' to self and 'yes' to &lt;a href="http://home.snu.edu/%7Ehculbert/dept.htm#rose"&gt;Jesus&lt;/a&gt; every time."&lt;sup&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borden's first disappointment at Yale came when the university president spoke on the students' need of "having a fixed purpose." After hearing that speech, Borden wrote: "He neglected to say what our purpose should be, and where we should get the ability to persevere and the strength to resist temptations."&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Surveying the Yale faculty and much of the student body, Borden lamented what he saw as the end result of this empty philosophy: moral weakness and sin-ruined lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During his first semester at Yale, Borden started something that would transform campus life. One of his friends described how it happened: "It was well on in the first term when Bill and I began to pray together in the morning before breakfast. I cannot say positively whose suggestion it was, but I feel sure it must have originated with Bill. We had been meeting only a short time when a third student joined us and soon after a fourth. The time was spent in &lt;a href="http://home.snu.edu/%7Ehculbert/pray.htm"&gt;prayer&lt;/a&gt; after a brief reading of Scripture. Bill's handling of Scripture was helpful. . . . He would read to us from the Bible, show us something that God had promised and then proceed to claim the promise with assurance."&lt;sup&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borden's small morning prayer group gave birth to a movement that spread across the campus. By the end of his first year, 150 freshman were meeting for weekly Bible study and prayer. By the time Bill Borden was a senior, one thousand of Yale's 1,300 students were meeting in such groups.&lt;br /&gt;    Borden made it his habit to seek out the most "incorrigible" students and try to bring them to salvation. "In his sophomore year we organized Bible study groups and divided up the class of 300 or more, each man interested taking a certain number, so that all might, if possible, be reached. The names were gone over one by one, and the question asked, 'Who will take this person?' When it came to someone thought to be a hard proposition, there would be an ominous pause. Nobody wanted the responsibility. Then Bill's voice would be heard, 'Put him down to me.'"&lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borden's outreach ministry was not confined to the Yale campus. He cared about widows and orphans and cripples. He rescued drunks from the streets of New Haven. To rehabilitate them, he founded the Yale Hope Mission. One of his friends wrote that he "might often be found in the lower parts of the city at night, on the street, in a cheap lodging house or some restaurant to which he had taken a poor hungry fellow to feed him, seeking to lead men to Christ."&lt;sup&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borden's missionary call narrowed to the Muslim Kansu people in China. Once that goal was in sight, Borden never wavered. He also inspired his classmates to consider missionary service. One of them said: "He certainly was one of the strongest characters I have ever known, and he put backbone into the rest of us at college. There was real iron in him, and I always felt he was of the stuff martyrs were made of, and heroic missionaries of more modern times."&lt;sup&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he was a millionaire, Bill seemed to "realize always that he must be about his Father's business, and not wasting time in the pursuit of amusement."&lt;sup&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; Although Borden refused to join a fraternity, "he did more with his classmates in his senior year than ever before." He presided over the huge student missionary conference held at Yale and served as president of the honor society Phi Beta Kappa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon graduation from Yale, Borden turned down some high paying job offers. In his Bible, he wrote two more words: "No retreats."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Borden went on to graduate work at Princeton Seminary in New Jersey. When he finished his studies at Princeton, he sailed for China. Because he was hoping to work with Muslims, he stopped first in Egypt to study Arabic. While there, he contracted spinal meningitis. Within a month, 25-year-old William Borden was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When news William Whiting Borden's death was cabled back to the U.S., the story was carried by nearly every American newspaper. "A wave of sorrow went round the world . . . Borden not only gave (away) his wealth, but himself, in a way so joyous and natural that it (seemed) a privilege rather than a &lt;a href="http://home.snu.edu/%7Ehculbert/mold.htm#sac"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/a&gt;" wrote Mary Taylor in her introduction to his biography.&lt;sup&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Was Borden's untimely death a waste? Not in God's plan. Prior to his death, Borden had written two more words in his Bible. Underneath the words "No reserves" and "No retreats," he had written: "No regrets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(taken from: http://home.snu.edu/~hculbert/regret.htm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18157650-3212524811396748331?l=shanshang633.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/feeds/3212524811396748331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18157650&amp;postID=3212524811396748331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3212524811396748331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18157650/posts/default/3212524811396748331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanshang633.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-reserves-no-retreats-no-regrets.html' title='No Reserves. 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