<?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-7628112</id><updated>2011-11-08T19:34:44.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SparkLinGaL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>309</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7261165737125064222</id><published>2011-11-08T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T19:34:44.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Coming!!</title><content type='html'>I only got 10 minutes and i gotta run..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's 6 more weeks and wedding bells will be ringing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been crazy because there are so many life changing decisions to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's easy to get lost in all that busyness and I feel that you need to be strong and clear what makes you happy. What is that single most important thing that you believe in that will keep you going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I get unsettled and fearful even. At times like this, I frown a lot and question what is the meaning of life. Then I remember about God and try to keep my eyes just focused on Him and Him alone. It doesn't make all my worries or problems go away, but at least I know in my heart that He is there with me each step of the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been so blessed with this greatest gift of salvation. It's time to share this happiness and joy with all those around. Let's not let negative thoughts or negative people get in our way of sharing this pure joy with others around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hebrews 13:5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30247" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; Keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;   “Never will I leave you;&lt;br /&gt;   never will I forsake you.”&lt;sup class="footnote" value="[&amp;lt;a href=&amp;quot;#fen-NIV-30247a&amp;quot; title=&amp;quot;See footnote a&amp;quot;&amp;gt;a&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;]" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: 0.5em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews+13%3A5&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-30247a" title="See footnote a" style="color: rgb(101, 19, 0); text-decoration: none; "&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KEEP ON SMILING!!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7261165737125064222?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7261165737125064222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7261165737125064222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7261165737125064222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7261165737125064222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-coming.html' title='It&apos;s Coming!!'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5649068066001085505</id><published>2011-05-21T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T16:20:03.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Gary and myself are both very excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's alot of work but thankfully we both have been able to work things out thus far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been busy trying out wedding gowns as well as evening gowns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be getting my trial contact lens next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Busy trying out various designs for the wedding invitation cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be shopping for our wedding bands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More things coming up in the pipeline. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to keep praying and keeping our spirits up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7628112-5649068066001085505?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5649068066001085505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5649068066001085505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5649068066001085505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5649068066001085505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2011/05/busy-week-ahead.html' title='Busy Week Ahead'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5127938072978336270</id><published>2011-04-16T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T16:41:34.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quick Update&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been productive this Saturday morning. Praise the Lord! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Washing up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having breakfast with my sis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing a quick devotion before cell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vacuum the house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emailing Wedding Coordinator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smsing Bridal Studio Number to Gary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sourcing for Wedding Invitation Cards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was playing the piano sometime this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really play classical piano pieces anymore, but more like experimenting with the different chords combo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It then dawned on me that there were many similarities with life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How its important to be faithful in the little things. It you play simple chords well, you'v got a beautiful tune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just like music, life doesn't always have to be Loud (there is a time to be quiet).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;People that i've been praying for&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LR - Deliverance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms G - Health, Healing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Colleague is really poor thing, she is a Christian but however gullible and hence susceptible to getting cheated. She has been diagnosed with heart disease, one of the valve leading to her heart has been blocked and she has to undergo surgery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has gone for ballooning once (opening of the valve) and now she has to go for bypass. However she doesn't want to go for the op for fear of death and is relying on only God and God alone to save her. The doctor has given her 4 months to live if she doesn't go for the op.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has gone to alternative medicine to seek treatment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think she got so desperate that she got cheated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure how she met this European Con Man in Geylang.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this guy charged her $200 for a scan of her finger and claimed it can detect her illness...etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the scan, he told her "peace be with you" something to the effect that saying be prepared to... ahem say goodbye to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What we have here is a woman and a fighting chance to live, not just for herself but for her two young daughters. Though I must admit that I do not enjoy working with her, but I still wish for her to return soon. She is confused and fearful at the same time. I only hope God will pls wake her up soon. May her family be able to be with her and be strong despite the challenges ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and did I mention? I AM GETTING MARRIED THIS YEAR! It's on 26th Dec 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5127938072978336270?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5127938072978336270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5127938072978336270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5127938072978336270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5127938072978336270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2011/04/productive-morning.html' title='Productive Morning'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6307424636281815995</id><published>2010-11-07T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T17:35:25.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you saved?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are you saved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;That was the question that was being discussed in confirmation class today. How would you respond to that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A whirl of thoughts filled my mind in how to explain it logically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's unquestionable and i positively knew inside of me that i am saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;If you are drowned and a lifeguard rescued you, would you not know who saved you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Had a friend pulled you away from incoming vehicle, would you not know you are saved?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In this instance "being saved" refers to our eternal life in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;There were many experiences in my life where God came to my rescue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yup, and more than that His living word proclaims truth to say that He has sent His son to die for us as a perfect sacrifice for our sins. And by accepting and believing through faith that He is our saviour, we therefore have eternal life. What an amazing gift, what amazing love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7628112-6307424636281815995?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6307424636281815995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6307424636281815995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6307424636281815995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6307424636281815995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/11/are-you-saved.html' title='Are you saved?'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7629692375766326577</id><published>2010-10-16T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T14:39:44.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yi Jia South Village Seafood RestaurantBlk 21 Lorong 7 Toa PayohSingapore 310021Tel: 6250 6537Opening hour: 4.30pm to 1.00am daily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7629692375766326577?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7629692375766326577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7629692375766326577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7629692375766326577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7629692375766326577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/10/yi-jia-south-village-seafood.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-4573091524595477310</id><published>2010-07-22T22:01:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:23:47.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nail Art Galore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, very few pple know that one of my million ambitions is to have my very own nail art shop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*yes i know all of you are shocked, go ahead and gasp your lungs out*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So let's say if you have a upcoming prom night or wedding night or a wild party and you want to look smashingly glamourous with details right down to your very NAILS, then you would look for me. Well at least that remains a dream for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can totally see myself doing designs like these ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhRXL5VovI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iIzfY6xN4NE/s1600/nailart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 113px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496732803977814770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhRXL5VovI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iIzfY6xN4NE/s400/nailart2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhRXd18_AI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CX-sT7xOrt8/s1600/nailart3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 118px; HEIGHT: 85px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496732808795454466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhRXd18_AI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CX-sT7xOrt8/s400/nailart3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhRW9mfbsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/RWu0jsVTV5w/s1600/nailart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 129px; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496732800140668610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhRW9mfbsI/AAAAAAAAAFY/RWu0jsVTV5w/s400/nailart1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Totally fashionable, glamourous, elegant and classy! What can i say... girl's just gotta have it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moving on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out these very festive nail art design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doesn't it just sets you into the christmas mood already... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhSvU2VN6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/jHZ-oUMH1UY/s1600/nailart4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496734318209611682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhSvU2VN6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/jHZ-oUMH1UY/s400/nailart4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;your favourite macdonals and pizza hut at the tip of your fingers! Interesting huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhTFEiBn7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/jKVjF_8CYJ4/s1600/nailart6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496734691786596274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhTFEiBn7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/jKVjF_8CYJ4/s400/nailart6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Having a sweet tooth? Feast your fingers on skittles and Gobstoppers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhTE3D0c6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/jw06CD6gxN4/s1600/nailart5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496734688170242978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhTE3D0c6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/jw06CD6gxN4/s400/nailart5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY!!!! just makes me hungry for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/7628112-4573091524595477310?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/4573091524595477310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=4573091524595477310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4573091524595477310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4573091524595477310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/07/nail-art-galore.html' title='Nail Art Galore!'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/TEhRXL5VovI/AAAAAAAAAFg/iIzfY6xN4NE/s72-c/nailart2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-891826994981578373</id><published>2010-07-07T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:28:04.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My ex-boss J is back. It feels alot more easier on my shoulders now that she's back. Still alot of emotions, some good, others are more selfish reasons. It's important to have these feelings sorted out before it gets out of hand. Need to pray for God's guidiance and trust that his plans for me are greater than my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Personal plans are getting more detailed. Did you know that there are actually alot of tension and pressure in wedding preperations? I've attended many wedding dinners/celebrations and have no idea how difficult it is. The important thing is to remain happy througout and not be overwhealmed by the details and the $$ required. God will make a way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm relaxing now at a chalet right now. It feels good to not be doing anything stressful/routine/answering emails/attending meetings.. IT'S GREAT TO TAKE A BREAK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've been thinking about alot of things besides work during this break. My future, the usual concerns, shopping (which girl don't like to shop/ window shop?) and the planet earth resources and how i always seem to feel that the world is coming to an end. The earth's resources is depleting and its easy to point the finger at who is to blame, but i guess its everybody's business to influence or educate the person next to us to be mindful of mother nature instead of adopting a "i can afford it so i will just use it" attitude. There are plenty of great leaders that has set good examples. Just to name afew, Bill Gates and his wife that has set out to use his resources to help the impoverished countries or Mother Teresa who ministed to the poor?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's one thing to be able to afford the resources, its another to be able to use it wisely and responsibly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-891826994981578373?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/891826994981578373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=891826994981578373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/891826994981578373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/891826994981578373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-break.html' title='A little break'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6452144594570310910</id><published>2010-05-03T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T22:07:23.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Brighter than Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm currently hooked to the song "Brighter than Sunshine".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's the song that was played during the credits roll of "Alot like Love".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not usually moved by movies, but this show really moved me in a strange way. I've watched it more than once and it engages and connects with the audience. In some way its fantasy and yet in some scenes its very realistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have not been connected this way for a long time. A kinda lost and noticed but not yet found feeling. I know i'm sounding really deep right now. But that's the way i am. I have been brought up watching western shows more than mandarin dramas and this is one western show i wouldn't mind watching again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The song Brighter than Sunshine has tunes that is soulful. He (the singer) looks quite dorky with his glasses but he rocks the music scene, writing songs at the age of 4 and offered a scholarship to pursue his dreams at the age of 16. Hey if that aint talent than what is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;He has a website which runs quick playlist of his music as well as he blogs alittle here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://aqualung.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;http://aqualung.net/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-6452144594570310910?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6452144594570310910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6452144594570310910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6452144594570310910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6452144594570310910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/05/brighter-than-sunshine-im-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-908243162187068875</id><published>2010-05-02T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:39:13.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Encouragement for the month of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If you have been reading the newspapers for awhile, you would have noticed alot of it has coverage on bad news. People getting murdered, injustice (like the recent spat of the Romanian who got into a hit and run accident and is still brought to justice), volcano, Tiger Woods and Jack Neo with their scandalous frivolous lifestyles and what have you. It almost seems like the world is coming to an end. But do not lose hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, no doubt this world is full of woes, but keep your eyes on God. Open them to the good of close people around you. Thank God for family members, close friends and the food that we eat. I know these seem like trival matters. Probably even the very basic necessities of life. But if we stop and ponder hard enough we will realise that it is these basic necessities that enable us to live day to day peacefully. God promised to be our provider and he has indeed provided well majority of us those basic needs to get us through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just had an Cornetto Vanilla Choc ice cream and i consider that a bonus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't usually talk about my work but today i would dwell alittle into it. I have been in this company for 3 years now. According to the newspapers, 3 years in the same company is no mean feat. A great accomplishment as my generation are called strawberries and one who goes for instant gratification. I stand out alot in this aspect, not through my own might. I have been bestowed duties and more duties as the years go by. Many times i sit in the hot seat not knowing what to do next (not because i got nth to do, but don't know which task to start with!). But God has been extremely gracious and kind. Each time i fall He picks me up and refreshes my soul. Nobody knows the tears that i've cried or the sacrifices i've made but i know God sees it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember that despite my accomplishment and sacrifice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaiah 64:6 But we are all like an unclean thing, And our righteousness are like filthy rags; We all fade as a leaf, And our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yet God promises in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isaiah 58:11 The Lord will guide you ALWAYS; He will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land (like Singapore) and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I know God can do that for me. To strengthen this small frame of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Trust in God, for He is mighty to save.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-908243162187068875?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/908243162187068875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=908243162187068875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/908243162187068875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/908243162187068875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/05/encouragement-for-month-of-may-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-8519033786479535494</id><published>2010-04-19T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:51:55.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Farming from virtual to reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Avid Famville and Happy Farmers gamers, here's something interesting which i read in newsweek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An entrepreneur from Nanjing has actually opened up a restaurant name Happy Farmers, complete with computer games. There even have "stolen vegetable" on their menu which they serve as free appetisers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also there are many urban chinese nationals who pine for their peasent life where things was much simpler. So they go buy a plot of land, plant vegetables and install a video so that they can monitor how the plants grow. That is sure an extravagant way of expressing ur passion.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-8519033786479535494?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/8519033786479535494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=8519033786479535494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8519033786479535494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8519033786479535494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/04/farming-from-virtual-to-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-8488070352457051743</id><published>2010-04-16T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:48:11.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been raining the whole day. Morning rain once, night rain once. But i am just thankful for the rain. I just read an email on the world wide web being evil and assoicated with the numbers 666.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well we all have to be caution about what we do or portray ourselves on the web. I do agree that there is alot of freedom that can be abused online. The web is just going to keep growing as people finds it more functional and convenient to do things over the internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So friends, we (including myself) have to be careful what we are reading, watching or revealing about ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember vaguely reading a newspaper article some years back on an experiment whereby a celebrity was placed in a hotel room with a laptop. The celebrity was to function as per normal, meaning continue to work, eat and shop without leaving the room. I hope we will never reach this stage whereby we lock ourselves up in our own little hole and continue to treasure personal relationships through physically meeting up with people. Continue to come to church, meet with cell and continue to encourage each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a good weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-8488070352457051743?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/8488070352457051743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=8488070352457051743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8488070352457051743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8488070352457051743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-been-raining-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1232686921620519925</id><published>2010-04-02T18:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:05:58.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/S7XBemhyZSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MpHtPwZ0bHw/s1600/miss_bossy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455479255111722274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/S7XBemhyZSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MpHtPwZ0bHw/s400/miss_bossy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/7628112-1232686921620519925?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1232686921620519925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1232686921620519925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1232686921620519925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1232686921620519925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/S7XBemhyZSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/MpHtPwZ0bHw/s72-c/miss_bossy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7578746441523160964</id><published>2010-04-01T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T22:37:17.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning of a Boss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What comes to mind when you thing about your boss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Linda's definition of boss: "&lt;em&gt;I think of someone as being responsible, wise, influential,resourceful and admired.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well then i checked dictionary.com for their version of a boss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. "&lt;em&gt;a person who employs or superintends workers; manager.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. "&lt;em&gt;a politician who controls the party organization, as in a particular district.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. "&lt;em&gt;a person who makes decisions, exercises authority, dominates&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. "&lt;em&gt;to be master of or over; manage; direct; control.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. "&lt;em&gt;to order about, esp. in an arrogant manner.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. "&lt;em&gt;to be too domineering and authoritative.&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So which definition would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When i look at no.5 and no.6., it reminded me of the book Miss Bossy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My definition is more towards describing character traits of a boss, while the dictionary definition is more towards decribing the job of a boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Would you think of God as being your boss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all, He is in control over your life. He has more than just the character traits that i descibed. On top of that, He is loving merciful, gracious, generous... ...etc. more than we can ever imagine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's give thanks for a wonderful God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7578746441523160964?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7578746441523160964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7578746441523160964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7578746441523160964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7578746441523160964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/04/meaning-of-boss.html' title='Meaning of a Boss'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-4764929684867339727</id><published>2010-03-21T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T17:32:43.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~Calling All Yougurt Lovers!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today my sis and i decided to go to vivo after church to chill. Had actually decided on a nice ice chocolate drink at coffee bean or starbucks but... We ended up at this awfully cute YIGLOO shop. I really nice the cute deco and the little chairs they've put around. The staff there are very helpful too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First up, you get to choose your flavours. We picked Strawberry and Mixed Berry, which is a wonderful combination. The staff kindly helped us with the filling our cups with the yummy flavours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next, you go straight for the toppings. The toppings are nicely chopped up and extremely fresh. My sis added nata de coco, strawberry, peach, oreo cookie and some cereal crunch (i was joking with her that this wasn't ice kachang). It didn't matter what she picked, everything went well with the yogurt ice cream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We will defninitely come by and have it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the final product...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451017397292177490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/S6XncS4TGFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/od9PpFPOUKM/s400/DSC00066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ta da... yum yum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-4764929684867339727?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/4764929684867339727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=4764929684867339727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4764929684867339727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4764929684867339727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/03/calling-all-yougurt-lovers-today-my-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/S6XncS4TGFI/AAAAAAAAAEw/od9PpFPOUKM/s72-c/DSC00066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3462851001429783395</id><published>2010-03-20T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T13:32:27.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Relationships are really a sticky thing isn't it. I mean.. friends they say wacky things and bring alot of insights. But what if they get critical? I mean too close for comfort that they comment on things that are really personal. The fact that they are close also mean that what they say will matter to you as well. But assuming that they really know you that well, then shouldn't they know how to bring an important message to you gently? Wouldn't they look out for the best time to tell you certain things? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Often that isn't the case, its a close relationship that often goes wrong. Maybe both parties have been taken for granted. And many a times its one eye for the other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take time to treasure your friendships and loved ones. You can't always say the right things or do the right things, but at the end of the day you could at least say i tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3462851001429783395?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3462851001429783395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3462851001429783395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3462851001429783395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3462851001429783395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/03/relationships-are-really-sticky-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-2281503064824539471</id><published>2010-03-18T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:49:03.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does anybody care about how i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people complain you have to listen. When people impose opinions and ideas you have to say. You try to make yourself heard, your over defensive or even rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only time people bother to listen to me is when i make a mistake and they just want to hear how i am gonna cover my ass......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when will i ever be heard? I know where. My blog. It can't talk back at me. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-2281503064824539471?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/2281503064824539471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=2281503064824539471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2281503064824539471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2281503064824539471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7675406921425654972</id><published>2010-03-16T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:29:33.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow or rather, everybody needs support. So do i....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the phrase "Where does my help comes from? My help comes from the Lord"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7675406921425654972?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7675406921425654972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7675406921425654972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7675406921425654972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7675406921425654972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/03/somehow-or-rather-everybody-needs.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1220315363868757526</id><published>2010-03-14T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:35:29.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it me or is it skype...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my fiance (now must start the habit of calling him fiance) and the error msg appears after a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Skype has encountered a problem and needs to close. We are sorry for the inconvenience."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me... or are other skype users having the same problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1220315363868757526?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1220315363868757526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1220315363868757526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1220315363868757526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1220315363868757526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-it-me-or-is-it-skype.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3779730784329911681</id><published>2010-03-14T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:14:21.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will fix my eyes on the cross till when i close my eyes i see the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trying to remain calm despite the feeling of being left behind. It sometimes feel pointless to develop friendships when at the end, they say goodbye. Just heard news of the resignation of 2 "friends". Gets alittle demoralising, but i guess this is how it all works. Perhaps one day, it'll be my turn too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today i learn something, that is not be too concerned over material things that i forget that how spiritually blessed i already am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3779730784329911681?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3779730784329911681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3779730784329911681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3779730784329911681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3779730784329911681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-will-fix-my-eyes-on-cross-till-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1312437855461976947</id><published>2009-12-21T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T22:17:20.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I walked halfway when it started to pour... so i took a bus back home and than from there a bus to work... a case of bad timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sleeping is an inexpensive, hassle-free hobby. I just love the days i have a good nights rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alot were sneezing in the office. Time to ... DIVE FOR THE MASKS... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1312437855461976947?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1312437855461976947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1312437855461976947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1312437855461976947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1312437855461976947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-walked-halfway-when-it-started-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6213865648817858275</id><published>2009-12-19T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T14:30:34.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've gotten my first issue of NEWSWEEK and enjoying every single article.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Climate change, globalization... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My weekly fix of the news in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-6213865648817858275?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6213865648817858275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6213865648817858275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6213865648817858275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6213865648817858275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-gotten-my-first-issue-of-newsweek.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1540228982049864907</id><published>2009-11-30T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:34:57.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tml its back to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today spells the end of my long weekend holiday. Actually i thought i wasted it but when i reflected on what i did with my younger sis, i found it eventful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So... Work work work here i come. I should pray even harder as i push harder at work right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pray for eventful week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Also this friday i'll be off to Batam... oh yea. Leader's retreat. Hopefully everyone will gain some perspective and direction by the time we are back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AMEN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1540228982049864907?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1540228982049864907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1540228982049864907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1540228982049864907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1540228982049864907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/11/tml-its-back-to-work-today-spells-end.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-2927648118605694322</id><published>2009-11-27T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T14:14:52.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a Flop....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fantastic Mr Fox, the most boring show i have watched for the year, followed by G Force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Sw9t5PHmQaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/3PUmx6KYcDo/s1600/539w.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408662507573625250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Sw9t5PHmQaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/3PUmx6KYcDo/s400/539w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-2927648118605694322?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/2927648118605694322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=2927648118605694322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2927648118605694322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2927648118605694322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-flop.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Sw9t5PHmQaI/AAAAAAAAAEo/3PUmx6KYcDo/s72-c/539w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-675367995061497885</id><published>2009-11-21T22:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:01:34.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sad to see another one go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of my colleague is leaving. She taught me most of the things that i know how to do. I still remembered the initial stages how she would be upset whenever i made a mistake. I felt so so bad that i bought coffee for her. God blossomed this friendship as she poured her sorrows at home to me. I didn't really use the gospel to minister to her. I know she is quite a stonch buddhist. I wish her the best in her future endeavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time talking with my mother and sister this morning. Good laughs and good breakfast. I love to spend time with my family. With many of us bz even during the weekends, such bonds are rare and priceless to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reminder to myself: To be gentle, patient and remember to reply to sms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-675367995061497885?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/675367995061497885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=675367995061497885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/675367995061497885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/675367995061497885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/11/sad-to-see-another-one-go.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6037679743419692700</id><published>2009-11-11T17:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:40:46.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found an acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did i found her? I picked up a Ikea Catalogue and lo and behold. She was being featured in it! Before that, i met her in S wedding. Introduced myself briefly through T. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is my senior in Secondary School and was in the Girls Brigade.&lt;/p&gt;Her story is inspiring and i've added the her blog link under Ruth and Hsien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-6037679743419692700?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6037679743419692700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6037679743419692700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6037679743419692700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6037679743419692700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-found-acquaintance.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-8543883205069355702</id><published>2009-11-10T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T20:58:56.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just read an email that my Pastor sent out that encouraged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder about the abbreviation A.S.A.P.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Generally we think of it in terms of even more hurry and stress in our lives. Maybe if we think of this abbreviation in a different manner, we will begin to find a new way to deal with those rough days along the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;There's work to do, deadlines to meet;&lt;br /&gt;You've got no time to spare,&lt;br /&gt;But as you hurry and scurry-&lt;br /&gt;ASAP - ALWAYS SAY A PRAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of family chaos,&lt;br /&gt;'Quality time' is rare.&lt;br /&gt;Do your best; let God do the rest-&lt;br /&gt;ASAP - ALWAYS SAY A PRAYER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem like your worries&lt;br /&gt;Are more than you can bear.&lt;br /&gt;Slow down and take a breather-&lt;br /&gt;ASAP - ALWAYS SAY A PRAYER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows how stressful life is;&lt;br /&gt;He wants to ease our cares,&lt;br /&gt;And He'll respond to all your needs&lt;br /&gt;A.S.A.P. - ALWAYS SAY A PRAYER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage is fear that has said its prayers. Indeed sometimes we being in a hurry forget to say our prayer. Pray, have faith and place your hope in the Lord. His answer will definitely come, never too early and never too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-8543883205069355702?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/8543883205069355702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=8543883205069355702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8543883205069355702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8543883205069355702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-read-email-that-my-pastor-sent.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7063768011925233717</id><published>2009-11-03T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:51:31.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny dream...&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt i was in "do you know the lyrics", singing to the tune "Shape of My Heart" by backstreet boys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7063768011925233717?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7063768011925233717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7063768011925233717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7063768011925233717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7063768011925233717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-8857058665577511132</id><published>2009-10-30T08:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:37:44.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Aussie, S'pore bank CEOs top best-paid list (Straits Times, Channel NewsAsia, TODAY, 29 Oct) - A league table ranking banking pay in the Asia-Pacific found that seven of the top 15 best-paid CEOs in the last financial year came from Australian banks. Bosses at ANZ, Commonwealth Bank, Westpac and National Australia Bank took the top four spots, with ANZ's Mr Michael Smith the highest-paid with a pay package of almost US$9 million (S$12.6 million). CEOs at Singapore 's United Overseas Bank, DBS and OCBC came in at eighth, ninth and 11th respectively."&lt;/em&gt;  - Just thought you would like to know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-8857058665577511132?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/8857058665577511132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=8857058665577511132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8857058665577511132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8857058665577511132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/10/aussie-spore-bank-ceos-top-best-paid.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3567588839083253442</id><published>2009-10-29T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:24:25.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He called me to say he was in school in the morning * surprised*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up in the sky and breathed in the morning air that made me feel truly *blessed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3567588839083253442?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3567588839083253442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3567588839083253442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3567588839083253442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3567588839083253442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-called-me-to-say-he-was-in-school-in_29.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3793670007446775121</id><published>2009-10-29T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:22:57.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He called me to say he was in school in the morning * surprised*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up in the sky and breathed in the morning air that made me feel truly *blessed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3793670007446775121?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3793670007446775121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3793670007446775121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3793670007446775121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3793670007446775121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-called-me-to-say-he-was-in-school-in.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5241210627256996689</id><published>2009-10-28T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:20:55.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There goes all the promotional airflights .. ...&lt;br /&gt;"Airfares have climbed as much as 50 per cent in recent weeks as airlines end promotions and demand from travellers picks up ahead of the year-end peak period." - BusinessTimes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5241210627256996689?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5241210627256996689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5241210627256996689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5241210627256996689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5241210627256996689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-goes-all-promotional-airflights.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-271234808554488606</id><published>2009-10-28T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:08:41.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Random</title><content type='html'>MY friend texted me saying she saw me waiting at the traffic light when she was on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought most people sleep on the bus or watch MobileTV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-271234808554488606?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/271234808554488606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=271234808554488606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/271234808554488606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/271234808554488606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/10/totally-random.html' title='Totally Random'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3999116101654429765</id><published>2009-10-27T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:54:50.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Financial problems can be managed through prudence, common sense, realistic goal setting and planning. By LU GEOK LAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANY years ago, I read the book, Of Human Bondage by W Somerset Maugham. In this book, he portrayed the life of Philip Carey and his struggles with constraints such as money resources and career demands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one passage that caught my attention, which reads as follows: 'There is nothing so degrading as the constant anxiety about one's means of livelihood. I have nothing but contempt for people who despise money. They are hypocrites or fools. Money is like a sixth sense without which you cannot make a complete case of the other five.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Without an adequate income half of the possibilities of life are shut off. The only thing to be careful about is that you do not pay a shilling more than the shilling you earn. Poverty exposes you to endless humiliation, it cuts your wings, it eats your soul like a cancer. It is not wealth one asks for, but just enough to preserve one's dignity, to work unhampered, to be generous, frank and independent ...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was set out in the novel by Maughm in the early 1900s still rings true today. Several authors have reinforced the need to have a balanced, circumspect view of wealth, or financial success and its pursuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They contend that financial problems can be managed or curtailed through prudence, good common sense, realistic goal setting and planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With financial specialists and analysts warning us of tough times ahead, it is good, therefore to brace ourselves, reorganise our priorities, goals and assumptions and inculcate good financial habits, working towards financial security in life. In this respect, here are four useful broad lifestyle tips or habits that you can easily adopt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself first and the intangibles in life that matter&lt;br /&gt;Look after yourself well. Whenever possible, maintain your physical, mental and spiritual health so that you are in a good position to look after your family well and be a well adjusted individual, capable of establishing and preserving enduring meaningful relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Indulgences are not necessarily wrong, but you should acquire interests or possessions needed to enrich your life meaningfully. You should not go on credit to buy things unless it is for your property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To possess the peace of mind and sense of security - two important components of successful living - do buy all the term, disability and health insurance that you and your family need.&lt;br /&gt;You can increase your self worth through diligence, a positive attitude, enthusiasm, continual upgrading of relevant skills and knowledge sets with a view to improving your career or making smart career choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These efforts have a more significant impact on your financial security or well-being than perhaps trying to save more by denying yourself some forms of luxury. Market relevant skills will also equip you to earn extra income from several sources.&lt;br /&gt;Start early, set realistic budgets and short-term goals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can adopt a regular savings plan as early as possible. It is never too late to start allocating a portion of your income to savings, increasing the proportion when you get a pay rise or bonus, or when your income from other sources increases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the power of compounding when interests earned each period are rolled over.&lt;br /&gt;Setting a realistic cash budget, keeping track of expenses, and reviewing your budget when your circumstances change are keys to financial well-being.&lt;br /&gt;Related to setting a cash budget is the idea of aiming for a series of short-term goals. They pave the way to the achievement of your long-term goals and financial security.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, the short-term goals should be attainable, for example saving 10 per cent of your income every month, cutting down on non-essential spending by, say, $200 a month or whatever amount you find appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving regularly will also ensure that you will be financially prepared for distant future events such as children's education and retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managing your debt in line with your debt servicing ability is essential. You should strive to maintain a healthy debt servicing ratio (debt/income) which is roughly 35 per cent or less. This means commitment to properties, housing and car loans should not be crippling.&lt;br /&gt;Take calculated risks and seize investment opportunities&lt;br /&gt;Before you can take any risk, you must determine your own tolerance for risk. Factors such as your cash flow, financial position and age will determine your comfort level with risk.&lt;br /&gt;You will also have to look at your savings or investment horizon. Basically, the longer it is (that is, when you are young), the more you are able to capitalise on riskier opportunities that present themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking calculated risks such as taking a new job with good prospects, venturing into a business, investing in high risk/high return stocks may be necessary to forge ahead financially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind the timeless principles of cultivating investments. These include diversifying or spreading your investments and reviewing your portfolio in the midst of changes in the market and your life situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By investing in regular intervals, you can also reduce the risk of losing a large sum at the wrong time. The same goes for liquidating your investment instruments. Sell a small percentage of your investment at a time. Your investment horizon or your time in the market is what matters and not timing the market, since markets are ever so unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maintain your dignity, reputation, sense of social contribution and credit score&lt;br /&gt;Ensuring that the cost of your lifestyle lags your income or salary growth will guarantee sufficient recurring cash flows. Paying your bills on time and maintaining a healthy debt servicing ratio will not only steer you out of financial failures, but also reflect your character and preserve your reputation and dignity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are essential prerequisites for a high credit score - which will provide you with the means to increase your financial worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all these sound financial habits, you can, in the words of Maughm, 'work unhampered', 'be generous', 'frank and independent'. You can contribute to society of which you are an integral part - in terms of time and monetary resources, thus manifesting compassion and generosity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3999116101654429765?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3999116101654429765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3999116101654429765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3999116101654429765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3999116101654429765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/10/financial-problems-can-be-managed.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7549053500100322004</id><published>2009-10-24T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T14:45:31.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In need of a new blog Skin..</title><content type='html'>Too lazy to create one on my own at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7549053500100322004?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7549053500100322004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7549053500100322004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7549053500100322004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7549053500100322004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-need-of-new-blog-skin.html' title='In need of a new blog Skin..'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1708206812007849723</id><published>2009-09-25T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:40:18.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An entry from Brisbane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahh.. finally a chance to blog. Well holiday here has been slow. But could be more fulfilling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Arrived here feeling really tired. My flight was delayed by an hour due to a need to fix the blades of the airplane. On the plane i wanted to recline the chair. However the lady behind had her food tray down and her tummy was leaning so close towards it. If i had reclined, it would have rudely awakened her. Besides the Australian man, seated beside me was just praising our country being so vibrant and versatile... etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I caught a flu bug a day it wasn't pleasant at all. So i slept through a day and a half i think. Brr... and it didn't help that there was a bad dust storm hovering in the air. According to the science department, A normal day would see around 10 micrograms of particles per cubic metre of air and a bushfire might generate 500 micrograms. However, levels soared to 15,400 micrograms per cubic metre of air at one location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still have plenty to thank the Lord for. Friends who have been wonderfully hospitable. Thanks Matt and Serene for the awesome treat at Pineapple hotel. Nice classy atmosphere. Thanks for comforting our dear Gary who is still feeling blue over the dismiss of Katie. Also, i met Wayne the dude and punkster from my ex-classmate. He's doing well and am glad he's happy at the church that i formerly attended while studying here. It's a small world indeed. Everyone else here is look good. Praise the Lord. Mikaela looks fantastic. A bright smart baby, simply adorable and i couldn't resist cuddling her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have made a trip down to danger point. A very refreshing day. Had nice steaming hot ramen. Hope to go down to Mt Cootha later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm almost done reading the book "Thank God its Monday". A indeed challenging book. It really made me go ouch in many  moments. Many things which society has already accepted as the norm but its really contradicting to our faith. For example, overloading staffs? You either do it or you leave cause there's plenty out there who's willing to do your job? What about the money... paying the bills? Going for a lower salaried job? The odds are sometimes startling well, just tons to consider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1708206812007849723?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1708206812007849723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1708206812007849723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1708206812007849723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1708206812007849723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/09/entry-from-brisbane.html' title='An entry from Brisbane'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5272168773115604217</id><published>2009-09-05T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:15:32.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hazy Crazy Lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To sum my working days up, life has been too chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel suffocated and would feel burdened. Very frustrated and just happy i am home on a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have frustrated colleagues and particularly one who's son has been hospitalised. As such i really feel sorry for them. When they sacrifice their time at work and neglect their family in the process. I understand how they feel cause i myself feel that way too. So much work... and my family and loved ones sometimes bear the brunt of it. When i come home, they see and feel my huff and puff of hot air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, you told me to lean not on my own understanding. The thing is i really can't lean on it as much as i would like to. Many things don't seem to make sense. I don't know if its me that is causing the imbalance of injustice at work. Or could i have just done better or more. If i did do that much more, would i be doing justice to myself as my reputation gets smeared. Oh Lord, i really don't know how to handle these sticky situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say and do if you saw all this now Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My vision of the world and people are being blurred. Ur the only one who can make logical sense out of all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how you made perfect sense of Isrealites misery by displaying your awesome power and might and releasing them from Eygpt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was life meant to be so harsh? Hear my cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5272168773115604217?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5272168773115604217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5272168773115604217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5272168773115604217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5272168773115604217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/09/hazy-crazy-lazy.html' title='Hazy Crazy Lazy'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-4558869028139109380</id><published>2009-07-15T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:15:36.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not a mother yet, but just thought the below is quite interesting. So... are you a Aiditory, Kinesthetic or Visual learner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can I bond with my child over homework? What is a favourable environment to do so?&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you understand your child’s learning style and enable them to work in a way that suits them, even if it is not how you would be happy to work. There are three major learning styles, visual, auditory or kinesthetic (physical).&lt;br /&gt;Provide an environment that best suits your child’s learning style.&lt;br /&gt;•    Auditory learners are typically good at absorbing information from spoken words. Strategies that work well for auditory learners include:&lt;br /&gt;1.    Talking to themselves or with others about what they’re learning&lt;br /&gt;2.    Reciting important information aloud, perhaps recording it and playing it back&lt;br /&gt;3.    Reading a book and listening to the audio book at the same time&lt;br /&gt;4.    Using word associations&lt;br /&gt;5.    Setting information to a tune and singing it to help remember it&lt;br /&gt;6.    Limiting distracting noises&lt;br /&gt;7.    Ask your auditory learner to tell you what he has done. Say you would like to hear about his homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•    Kinesthetic learners prefer to be active while studying and may not be able to focus while sitting still. Strategies for kinesthetic learners include:&lt;br /&gt;1.    Reading aloud and tracking words on a page with a finger&lt;br /&gt;2.    Writing things down multiple times to commit them to memory&lt;br /&gt;3.    Highlighting and underlining&lt;br /&gt;4.    Playing with a stress ball or toy while studying&lt;br /&gt;5.    Moving around or taking frequent breaks&lt;br /&gt;6.    Doing hands-on activities, such as building models or playing games&lt;br /&gt;7.    Ask your kinesthetic learner to explain what he has done. Say you would like to get a feel for his homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•    Visual learners benefit from seeing information on paper or in an illustration and may grow impatient listening for long periods of time. Strategies for visual learners include:&lt;br /&gt;1.    Using flash cards&lt;br /&gt;2.    Studying charts, tables, and maps&lt;br /&gt;3.    Drawing illustrations&lt;br /&gt;4.    Writing things down and reviewing notes&lt;br /&gt;5.    Highlighting and underlining&lt;br /&gt;6.    Colour-coding information&lt;br /&gt;7.    Ask your visual learner to show you what she has done. Say you would like to see her homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-4558869028139109380?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/4558869028139109380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=4558869028139109380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4558869028139109380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4558869028139109380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-interesting.html' title='Something Interesting'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3659757897831393446</id><published>2009-06-22T10:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:27:05.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people lose sleep over money&lt;br /&gt;Some people lose sleep over love&lt;br /&gt;i lose sleep over not getting online on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got ugly panda eyes now and a big headache. Time to hit the sacks.. if only i could be excused from work today... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3659757897831393446?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3659757897831393446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3659757897831393446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3659757897831393446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3659757897831393446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-people-lose-sleep-over-money-some.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-8230572957475115547</id><published>2009-06-15T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:35:15.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed are the poor in spirit Matt 5:3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alrighty! Knock off at work, went for a jog cum walk (have to walk cause no stamina) and now i'm just going to do a quick write on some thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of heaven (NKJV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I couldn't understand how the poor in spirit could be bless. But now i see the point in being hungry and in need of God. Thirsty for His word everyday is indeed a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In other words, We are to be envied and congratulated if we see our spiritual need of the King who teaches us how to:&lt;br /&gt;1) Admit our spiritual bankruptcy&lt;br /&gt;2) Mourn our wrongs rather than defending ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;3) Inherit the earth rather than trying to conquer it.&lt;br /&gt;4) Hunger for the kind of rightness that makes us merciful.&lt;br /&gt;5) See God with our hearts rather than with our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;6) Be peacemakers rather than warmongers.&lt;br /&gt;7) Be punished for trying to help others rather than hurt them (5:3-12).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;    - I never thought of vs 3-112 in such a manner before. Be pinished for trying to help others rather than letting them be hurt. Ouch.. and not only that i might not be appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's all from me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-8230572957475115547?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/8230572957475115547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=8230572957475115547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8230572957475115547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8230572957475115547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/06/blessed-are-poor-in-spirit-matt-53.html' title='Blessed are the poor in spirit Matt 5:3'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3480692972974210361</id><published>2009-06-09T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:55:33.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snippets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1/6/2009 -- Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i started on what i wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if i slept last night, but i woke up at ard 5am and decided that since i couldn't get to sleep i might as well do sth abt it.&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to do my quiet time in the morning. But most of the time i couldn't get up. Perhaps God knew my heart. He knew i needed this time to read His word, meditate and just lean on him for comfort and strength. Usually i'm very grumpy when i don't get to sleep. Today was of no exception, accept that after doing my quiet time i felt somewhat at peace. Thanks to the sms the kids have been sending me, saying that they'll pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;Although it hasn't been easy leading, but its such little moments as such which makes it feel all worthwhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2/6/2009 -- Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;AGain i'm not sure if i slept last night. But the weather has been somewhat hot. Perhaps i need to go for a relaxing jog today, cool down. Perhaps that will help?&lt;br /&gt;Need to be more diligent in taking care of myself. More calcium, more iron, more protein! I don't what to be this skinny either... it was nice to read the newspaper yesterday on this columnist who was facing the same problem as me! We are both not trying to lose weight and yes being underweight makes us prone to osteoperosis.&lt;br /&gt;My sister is down with a sore throat. Think she just needs more water and rest. Hope she recovers soon.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i can make this day fruitful just as it was yesterday. Looking forward to the jog that i've planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3/6/2009 -- Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIdn't manage to do the jog that i planned. When i got home, i was too hungry to jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5/6/2009 -- Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep well last night. Too many things whirlling in my head and just too afraid to take the plunge. I like the tune of TrueHearts being played in their advertisement. The piano piece is really nice. I like it when they show the little girl dancing to the tune. Wish my heart could dance with joy just like her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3480692972974210361?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3480692972974210361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3480692972974210361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3480692972974210361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3480692972974210361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/06/snippets.html' title='Snippets'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1240893133713790316</id><published>2009-05-11T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:40:29.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, i could have met God</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, i almost got hit by a car. I was walking at a cross junction where the traffic lights were spoilt. And all there was were human traffic controllers. This walk path is the very walk that i take every morning to work. However, today could have been my last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've drawn in paint a flow of traffic, and the precarious position that i actually was placed in. I thought the cars had stopped and that it was clear to walk. However, 3/4 across the road, i heard a loud screeching sound made by tyres, followed by a loud crash. I turned my head and saw how close i actually was to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334542857621191394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/SggadyObuuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ksP2b0mfyQY/s400/road+accident.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Car A didn't see the human traffic controllers and drove past at high speed. If Car B did not come out fast in enough, i would have been a victim of a fatal accident. Thankful as well that Car B was NOT turning into MY direction. IF not the cars would have swerved and i'll be hit as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Praise God that both drivers were fine, and the only price of this occurance were the 2 cars that were badly damaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1240893133713790316?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1240893133713790316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1240893133713790316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1240893133713790316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1240893133713790316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i-could-have-met-god.html' title='Today, i could have met God'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/SggadyObuuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ksP2b0mfyQY/s72-c/road+accident.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7848088741998409914</id><published>2009-04-10T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:31:57.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The long weekend... ah choo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was suppose to be a happy long weekend, with 2 days mc, it was not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Down with a bad sore throat and fever and flu (3-in-one) i had to stay home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not exactly at my best form today. But i still manage to get afew chores done. I'm really proud of myself. Laundry and Washing of dishes. Not to shabby at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In addition i manage to do other ad hoc stuff like playing the piano and reading newspaper. Which is all very relaxing and theraputic to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is this kid that lives below me. Everytime i play the piano, he/she will instantenously start playing as well. For all you know, it could have been my playing that inspired the kid to play as well. I remembered afew years back, the playing was terrible. Now this kid has surpassed me, playing the scales as quick as a fiddle. I reckon the kid is now doing his grade 8. That aside, it can be pretty irritating especially when i want to have some peace and quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Linda hopes it wouldn't rain today, i just hung the clothes!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7848088741998409914?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7848088741998409914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7848088741998409914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7848088741998409914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7848088741998409914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-weekend-ah-choo.html' title='The long weekend... ah choo..'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1421676654774010241</id><published>2009-04-06T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:51:31.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I couldn't see my table, because it was covered with papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paper here, paper there, so much paperwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every now and then pple will ask how much have you done? How's it going?What will you be completing the next hour...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I never dreamt that working life was like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I persevered and ended the day on a good note. It always ends on a good note when i finish off on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got home and my sis accompanied me on a refreshing walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've watched the news, with Italy in rumbles, L'auila bearing the brunt of the earthquake.Lives are lost, many are homeless.It's the same thing that happens when disaster strikes. A sign of the end times is coming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My little sis made an interesting point. Perhaps God is angry that the church is no longer like a church.No longer like his bride, hence in his anger he shook the city. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;The things that i take for granted. I know that i have never worried about quakes.The closest it comes to are tremours and floods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Lord please bring comfort and hope to those who are affected."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1421676654774010241?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1421676654774010241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1421676654774010241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1421676654774010241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1421676654774010241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/04/happenings-today.html' title='Happenings Today'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-354336522858874956</id><published>2009-03-29T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:48:43.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive me Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The presence of God overwhealmed me everytime when i am sitted before the cross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The holiness, purity that made me whole humbles me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forgive me Lord, for the times that you were not given the due respect and awe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the times where i chose the ways i thought were right in this world and neglected your ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For not surrendering my entire life, for every breath i breathe belongs to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If i had boasted in my abilities, for there is nothing i can achieve without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If i have not been kind/sincere to those around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Father, may i give you the praise you deserve and be devoted to reading your word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That in my life, i'll be able to serve your pple and that you'll be exolted in the highest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The sec 1s are getting alot better. I was caught by surprise that they were quietly listening to what i was teaching. I didn't think it would be this great. Praise God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to be brave and bring this gorup to another level. To do that would require splitting them into smaller groups of 4s or 5s. It'll be challenging, but i can only pray that they will cooperate. It'll bring their sharing and closeness a notch up. So we'll see how it goes, will discuss with my co CGL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Global Warming: It's everywhere isn't it? Whether you are rich or poor, you'll be affected by mother's nature. So, there was Earth Hour yesterday. Did you off your light between 8:30 to 9:30? I did too. Small act from mankind, huge leap for mother nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-354336522858874956?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/354336522858874956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=354336522858874956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/354336522858874956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/354336522858874956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/03/forgive-me-lord.html' title='Forgive me Lord'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-239941741512454926</id><published>2009-03-20T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:22:13.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Friday was the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Usually my Fridays are not so good. Late nights and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends asked my out for a meet up, get together but i turned it down. But i knocked off on time today!!! I quickly packed my things and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Instead of meeting up with my friends, i went for a good jog. The weather was great. It's nice, quiet, if only everyday was like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to exercise more regularly now. Am noticing that i'm easily out of breath. Maybe its the stress at work. Anyways, a healthy balanced lifestyle is what i hope to achieve. I never like the office. So cold, so lonely, so unappreciataed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was reading through Psalms today and it talked about Praising Him for all that He has done. And to take heed in His word. I can really feel my heart praising Him. I haven't had time like that for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow will be another run, and followed by maybe a haircut? Well.. i'll see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As for those out there struggling in your work, don't give up hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe your boss is giving you tons of pressure, maybe they are squeezing you to cut cost and yet work more. Whatever it may be, don't give in to the stress. God will handle it for us. Each and everyday will be more than just a day. If we show kindness, offer our friendship and sincere thankfulness, the world will become a happier place to live in. That is possible because every little act of kind thoughts make a difference. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-239941741512454926?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/239941741512454926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=239941741512454926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/239941741512454926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/239941741512454926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-friday-was-best.html' title='This Friday was the best'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1145212865422813998</id><published>2009-03-16T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:36:30.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was crossing the overhead bridge on my way back home when i saw this little boy eating some snacks like cheeseball. He dropped one on the floor. It rolled and he ran after it. So i though he was going to pick it up. But no... he ran after it only to step on it! Thought the normal reaction was to just leave it and walk away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe his rationale for stepping on it was so that it would be easier for the ants to carry food back to their nests?? OR he just simply enjoyed chasing his snack and then stepping on it. HmmmMMMmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1145212865422813998?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1145212865422813998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1145212865422813998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1145212865422813998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1145212865422813998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-360624202523045877</id><published>2009-03-13T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:26:29.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friiday the 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you know me, I'm actually not the superstitious kind of person. But today was not a bright cheerful day. Things are not going smoothly at work. But i'm still thankful for all i have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There has been alot of changes in the office lately. I don't want to comment whether the change is for the better or for the worse. But there are definitely gonna be ALOT of difference. People come and people go. I'll miss the pple that i say hi to everyday. They are nice and smart pple. Not funky but well at least they don't provoke me in any manner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feeling hungry now... its DINNER TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-360624202523045877?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/360624202523045877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=360624202523045877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/360624202523045877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/360624202523045877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/03/friiday-13th.html' title='Friiday the 13th'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5989259957410651819</id><published>2009-01-29T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:09:16.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's make change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That should be the slogan of every American in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Obama official seats in the White House. However changes don't just happen overnight. Rome was not built in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Armed with chinese new year goodies and well wishes, hopefully this year will be much more peaceful than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven't really written down my resolution for the year. I'm abit hesistant about adding driving license as i know it invovles alot of time. Time is really precious to me. G said i needed to get more rest and more weight. I'm thinking more rest more weight and more relaxing exercise like swimming. Committing this batch of Secondary 1's to the Lord. I've noticed that they are much more expressive and vocal as compared to my time. It's good in a way that it shows they are comfortable with me - not to comfy i hope. What do i hope to achieve with them? hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This CNY was very relaxed. My family spent more time at each place, hence only visited 2 families. I think its the quality of time spent rather than quantity that matters most.&lt;br /&gt;There was this particular uncle who surprised me with his artistic creative skills. He made lovely butterflies out of magazines during his free time, citing that these can be stuck on presents. Alot of details and attention was paid to it. He was indeed v.kind to even give us a prototype so we can make it ourselves. These could be sold at shops but how can i bear to sell what this uncle has painstakingly made during his past time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When i'm old with free time on my hands, i hope to do something nice and sweet just like this uncle who made this CNY interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5989259957410651819?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5989259957410651819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5989259957410651819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5989259957410651819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5989259957410651819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-cny.html' title='Happy CNY'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-2535081769583573037</id><published>2009-01-19T11:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:43:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Giddiness and headache, that is how i would describe yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still trying to figure out how to control the Sec 1s that i am teaching this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need to be in charge. The thing is, how do i discipline and make them listen to me without bringing in the fear factor. Maybe its just boys.&lt;br /&gt;They will always be boys. The girls are pretty much well behaved, with the exception of one. Nonetheless, i shall persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can see true potential in these little ones. But whether it will be realised will depend largely on their faith and determination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Father, i am nothing but a vessel. My hands are small, i feel there is so little i can do.These little ones i commit them to you, that they may grow into the likeness of you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Met M&amp;amp;K's little baby, a pity that she has got heat rash. Hope that she'll recover and enjoy little Singapore. Welcome to the real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-2535081769583573037?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/2535081769583573037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=2535081769583573037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2535081769583573037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2535081769583573037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-ones.html' title='The little ones'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-4741123057469887650</id><published>2009-01-16T14:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T14:20:50.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calligraphy Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was this long bee line queue at Raffles MRT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can see all the retired auntie and uncles or waiting in line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Details as below, or if you like coloured advertisements then this is the link to go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smrt.com.sg/edm/cny09/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.smrt.com.sg/edm/cny09/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Usher in the Year of the Ox with SMRT calligraphy celebrations, free Chinatown&lt;br /&gt;shuttle services and attractive shopping deals&lt;br /&gt;1. From 5 January to 9 February, SMRT will be ushering in the Lunar New Year with&lt;br /&gt;something for everyone. For the first time, the public can look forward to free Chinese&lt;br /&gt;calligraphy and paintings autographed by renowned artists, as well as complimentary&lt;br /&gt;calligraphy and painting sessions at the Spring Celebrations @ Raffles Xchange (莱&lt;br /&gt;佛士购物坊欢庆春节) on 16 January (See Annex 1 for details). To add to the&lt;br /&gt;festivities, SMRT is also providing a free shuttle bus service to Chinatown and a&lt;br /&gt;chance to win a trip to Shanghai just by shopping and dining at its five Xchanges.&lt;br /&gt;Free calligraphy and paintings to usher in an auspicious New Year&lt;br /&gt;2. For the first time since 2004, SMRT’s annual Hui Chun Ying Xin (挥春迎新) event,&lt;br /&gt;Spring Celebrations @ Raffles Xchange, will feature a one-hour exclusive autograph&lt;br /&gt;session of works by renowned Chinese artists Ho Kah Leong (何家良), Tan Khim Ser&lt;br /&gt;(陈钦赐), Holon Wong (黄思), Wong Kian Pin (黄建斌) and Liang Chin Hong (梁振康).&lt;br /&gt;3. Those who are keen to discover their artistic talents can also participate in the first&lt;br /&gt;ever free calligraphy and painting lessons, which will be provided on the spot in&lt;br /&gt;separate queues.&lt;br /&gt;4. Organised by SMRT in collaboration with Life Art Society (更生美术研究会), Spring&lt;br /&gt;Celebrations @ Raffles Xchange will be held on 16 January (Friday), from 12pm to&lt;br /&gt;6pm at Raffles Xchange, where there will be a six-hour non-stop demonstration and&lt;br /&gt;distribution of free Chinese calligraphy and paintings by 30 artists from the Life Art&lt;br /&gt;Society. Come early to avoid any disappointment!&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/7628112-4741123057469887650?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/4741123057469887650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=4741123057469887650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4741123057469887650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4741123057469887650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/01/calligraphy-session.html' title='Calligraphy Session'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-4080175540967631177</id><published>2009-01-16T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:46:38.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a beginning of a new year. And i've begun reflecting on severalthings. Things that i have been grateful/taken for granted the past year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Job&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were retrenchments this year due to the bad and quiet market in thepast months. It all started with Lehmen Brothers.. and the rest well itshistory.Although my job entails long working hours, i guess i really ought to begrateful for having a job. I've seen the best and the worst of times.Besides the grumbles and the fumbles, God has truly been faithful. I can'tsay that i have been absolutely faithful yet, but stiving to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just some Jolly Good Times with friends&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a tiring job does take a toll on ones social circle of friends. As ido not have a family yet, it'll be good to cherish the good times withfriends.Thanks for the invites that my ex-poly mates have been inviting me, it mademe feel more human than just a working machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the priviledged of seeing how my other colleagues have to handle family life. With the economy hitting young families the hardest, i've seen through the struggles, their quarrels and sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This carefree, independent life is something to celebrate about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Family in the state of Good Health&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family has gone through some stages of cycle. It has been tough toaccept, hard to adapt, but God has sustained all our health. Although formyself ihave to admit that i need to gain weight and stop falling sick, fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-4080175540967631177?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/4080175540967631177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=4080175540967631177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4080175540967631177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4080175540967631177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2009/01/short-reflections.html' title='Short Reflections'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6468564718433227034</id><published>2008-12-23T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:36:10.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Christmas Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had a happy time celebrating christmas early last Sunday, 21st Dec 2008 with my ex-poly mates and boyfriend. Glad that dearie didn't feel too awkward. Ayee they still look the same, talk the same. Haha... just maybe more matured working adults. We had a feast with Turkeys, hams and log cakes... MMmmmMmm what a spread i must say. All branded stuff, it all didn't come cheap. Ice Cream Log Cake from Goodwood Park, Ham and Turkey from Bakerzin, meatballs and chicken wings from Ikea..etc. Mouth-watering!! Just the thought of it make me wish it would replay itself again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After all that feasting, it was followed by a round of games. Majong experts and Monopoly idiots emerged. Tired, i headed back to boyfriend's house to have dinner with his family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope they'll be more happy things to come for me to blog. You know they all say, this year, Christmas is going to be gloomy. All because of the spoiled market, downplayed by credit crunch and the lack in liquidity. But, i shall choose to be happy. Cause there's always something to be cheerful and thankful about. My boyfriend's here, my family are all well, my friends are all fine and i still got a job... sooOOOo pop the champagnes its celebration time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-6468564718433227034?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6468564718433227034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6468564718433227034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6468564718433227034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6468564718433227034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-christmas-gathering.html' title='Happy Christmas Gathering'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1773495860764446888</id><published>2008-12-19T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:22:43.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, AaaaH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh, yes i am sighing but its not a sigh of disappointment rather a sigh of relief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My colleague has been on block leave for a couple of weeks now. Finally he is back. Boy am i relieved of all his duties. It's really no joke juggling two and a half persons job scope. Stressed and fed up i was during this period of time. Affecting mainly my mood and my spirits. But it was thanks to the events on each weekend that spurred me on, leaving me looking forward to Fridays every Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's my turn to take a break after all the turn of events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to leave work ON TIME today. The last time i left work on time was 20th AUGUST oke. AUGUST LEH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ya... well this weekend shall be the most eventful one of the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;With dental appointments, malay wedding and musical happening all on a Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas get together with Poly classmates on Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YippieeeeEEEEeee... finally i feel christmas is near.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1773495860764446888?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1773495860764446888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1773495860764446888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1773495860764446888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1773495860764446888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-aaaah.html' title='Finally, AaaaH'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3661209305286935761</id><published>2008-12-06T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:03:01.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My start to a long weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been waiting for this long weekend to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a really hectic week for me at work. Alot of drama happening in that little corner of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I slept till 9am this morning. Greeted by the lovely morning breeze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I slacked around quite abit and only started doing things after lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;List of things completed today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haircut (check)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lunch (check)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New Spectacles (check)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mother graciously embraced spending 3 to 4 hours with me just to get my haircut and spectacles done. I've been contemplating for 4 months now with regards to getting a new pair of glasses. Didn't know where to go get my glasses! I didn't want to be overcharged, but i wanted a good pair of glasses. So i went to this rather modern spectacle shop in my neighbourhood. And i am pleasently surprised with their exceptionally good service and reasonably priced spectacles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The guy who helped me with picking a frame was very patient and engaging. He was very nice and open when it came to the price. He explored the many optional frames. Just very happy with the options that i've explored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So now i have a modern looking reasonably priced pair of spectacles that i paid for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can truly see myself as their long-time serving customer. A huge thank you to Infinity Eyewear Pte Ltd. Thank you Darren for making the whole experience enjoyable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3661209305286935761?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3661209305286935761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3661209305286935761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3661209305286935761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3661209305286935761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-start-to-long-weekend.html' title='My start to a long weekend'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5937676291281815328</id><published>2008-11-24T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:28:33.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little moment to ponder on life.&lt;br /&gt;As the hours and minutes pass, i wonder how much of my time i consider as having done something meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;Tapping my feet i wonder what can really bring my happiness and meaning. Just as i enter into deep thoughts, i remember the reality and responsibility that comes along as being an adult. Perseverence and patience they say. What a long long way to go. Once i thought days pass my quickly, now my minutes seem like hours.&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that happiness should accumulate as we grow older. Now i think its a blessing if our worries and troubles do not multiply. I've learnt afew humble lessons here and there. God forbid it that these lessons will never amount to anything.&lt;br /&gt;Onwards with courage and faith i shall go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5937676291281815328?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5937676291281815328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5937676291281815328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5937676291281815328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5937676291281815328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-moment-to-ponder-on-life.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-345300439774624512</id><published>2008-11-08T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:10:06.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Historic Moments and Trying Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The new president has been elected. I am glad that Barack Obama got voted. Enough of the glitz and glamourous. What is needed now during this trying time is a down to earth and devoted to solve the problems that in America that has shook the world. Casting a shadow over everyone's head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Singpore's Local Bank has done it again. Splashing front page of the newspaper, layoffs...etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well i didn't expect it to come so soon. Flip over to the Recruit pages in the newspapers. Once, it was all about the high banking posts. Mangers, Directors... High in demand have all sweeped to disappearance all within days. Today, there is none in sight. On the flip side, goverment positions are available. A desperate bid by the goverment to reduce the unemployment rate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today i was walking to church, I walk this same route plenty of times. Along this route, there is a landed property that has been demolished. Workers were busy building another house from scratch. Walking past them, God suddenly reminded me that He is my firm foundation. In God i can trust and be secured. What a timely reminder, and what comfort it brought me. Despite the turbulent financials, God still cared about me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's not what i've done... it's called grace of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-345300439774624512?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/345300439774624512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=345300439774624512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/345300439774624512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/345300439774624512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/11/historic-moments-and-trying-times.html' title='Historic Moments and Trying Times'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1597143169596787305</id><published>2008-10-12T15:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:00:02.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>稻 香 - Fragrant Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally a song not about love from Zhou Jie Lun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know how Singapore advertisement for New Moon rice is always around family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The main meaning of the song is about family being the treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have looked for the translation but i felt none of them were accurate enough. Anyways, here are the translation for the first few lines. (i've edited afew lines cause the paraphrasing was wrong...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"If you have too many complains in this world&lt;br /&gt;Once you fall down, you won't have a courage to move forward&lt;br /&gt;Why are humans so fragile&lt;br /&gt;Please switch on the TV and watch&lt;br /&gt;How many people try hard and brave to move forward just because of living&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't we feel contented&lt;br /&gt;Treasure what you have now, even though you don't actually own everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember back then you said home is the only castle&lt;br /&gt;Fragrance rice, as the river continue flowing&lt;br /&gt;Slightly smile, dream of childhood, I know&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry, let firefly bring you running.&lt;br /&gt;Forever rely on village folk song&lt;br /&gt;Go home, back to the beginning of beauty&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up so fast&lt;br /&gt;Like what I said&lt;br /&gt;The dream you can't achieve, just exchange it, you got it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can go catch the video in youtube if you're curious enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's 4pm, time for me to go gai gai (walk walk).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1597143169596787305?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1597143169596787305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1597143169596787305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1597143169596787305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1597143169596787305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/10/fragrant-rice.html' title='稻 香 - Fragrant Rice'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-2980405271498041999</id><published>2008-09-29T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:46:56.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most important stop in the race is the pit stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The formula one race was filled with nothing but twists, turns and tons of surprises. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many thought that Masa would be the sure winner from the race based on the qualifying rounds. Yet, he was beaten and came in as one of the last few. Some called it a fluke, some say it was sheer luck. Whatever it was, it was the pit stop that shocked many. Something happened to the fuel, maybe it was a mechanical error, but the green light was on before the re-fueller was released.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You see, even car racers sees the importance of a pit stop. To change tyres, refuel, rectify mechanical errors...etc. What more we humans?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At least that was the message that i tried to bring to my group of Sec4s who are squeezing they're brain juices for the vigorous dreadful O level exams. As they mug and worry for the papers, i as a CGL has a greater duty to pray for them. As Matthew 18:19-20 says that we should pray in unison that He might hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I should be fervent as i really do desire for all of them to do well. In my eyes, they are way above average. For some, genius; It's a gift i so strongly believe that God has given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blessed is he who trust in the name of the Lord. Hope that they will not worry too much for the unseen. After all, this is only but one of the many phases in life that we all have to face. Perhaps it is Singapore culture that the emphasis on grades and achievements far exceed the importance of other heart to heart matters in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is much more to life than just earthly gains... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-2980405271498041999?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/2980405271498041999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=2980405271498041999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2980405271498041999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2980405271498041999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/09/most-important-stop-in-race-is-pit-stop.html' title='The most important stop in the race is the pit stop'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7677819524897031573</id><published>2008-09-13T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T13:44:59.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy moments that all lasted but a little while</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i met up with my dear uni mates.&lt;br /&gt;Present for the Mooncake Fez: Calvin and Christina his gf, Philip, Shikai, Eugene, Ting Ting, Eunice, PeiJun, Carol and... urs truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu for Mooncake Festival included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pizza (1 Japanese Pizza, 1 Pepperoni Pizza and chicken wings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- KFC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sushi from Sakae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nuggets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mooncakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Green tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Champagne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great reunion i must say. Glad that Calvin hasn't changed much. Very much still passionate about his pilot and sticking to his point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meal, we all played wii and did some personality tests. Haha... don't think its exactly reflective of one's true colours but nonethelest very amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ting Ting for the riddles. It was really pretty amusing. And... Eugene for ur Happy Jokes. LoL. I think the funny part was he told the joke and laughed at it by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all reaslied that Shikai had a hidden gift... CHINESE!!! All the idioms nv heard of.... and he KNEW IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we left pretty late, My bf was very upset and pissed at me cause i left late and didn't keep my promise of no alcohol. So i had a sip or two. I shouldn't have at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a cab home. And... he chided me the whole night. It really sucks to be reprimanded. This whole week has been a week of insult and reprimand for me. Whether is boss, bf or family. I can't take it anymore. Feel like dropping everything and walk away from it all. But responsibility holds me firmly to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep cool i keep telling myself. The Lord your God... and before i can continue to the next word, i find myself slipping into self contempt. The non-stop bashing continued throughout the night till 3am. I'm still hurt now. so much for a wonderful weekend. It hurts so so badly. I never dreamt that a happy night could go so miserably wrong after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7677819524897031573?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7677819524897031573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7677819524897031573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7677819524897031573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7677819524897031573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-moments-that-all-lasted-but.html' title='Happy moments that all lasted but a little while'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5711726309733252551</id><published>2008-09-10T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:32:40.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll get there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like the song "We Will get There", it might be a little beginning but we will eventually get there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.singsingapore.org.sg/songs-lyric.asp?sid=6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.singsingapore.org.sg/songs-lyric.asp?sid=6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;-- for the lyrics and the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been feeling alittle down the past few days. Many reasons, work related, home related... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone else seems blissed to have a loved one beside. Wedding bells ringing, beautiful line of clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm just feeling melanchony I'll be fine. By grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5711726309733252551?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5711726309733252551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5711726309733252551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5711726309733252551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5711726309733252551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-get-there.html' title='We&apos;ll get there...'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-2727493614000804043</id><published>2008-08-09T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:24:11.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Malay Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just attended the malay wedding and i thought why not blog about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's some informative info on malay weddings so you will just know what to expect when you go for one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bersanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The actual wedding day is the Bersanding. This literally means the "sitting together of the bride and bridegroom on the bridal couch". Known as the Pelamin, this couch is the centrepiece of the whole ceremony, and two pelamins are required - one in the bride's house and the other in the bridegroom's. As the Bersanding ceremony customarily takes place in the afternoon, the bridegroom entertains guests at his own house in the morning. At the agreed time, he is escorted in a procession with a hadrah or kompang band (male music group) to his bride's house. On arrival, he has to pay a 'tax' in the form of money to the girl's family before he enters each door leading to the pelamin to take his place besides his bride. An astakona, a tiered pedestalled tray, is also placed in front of the pelamin. Each tier contains a mound of cooked yellow rice studded all over with red-dyed eggs. This tray will later be presented to the emak pengantin (a close friend or relative chosen to be the matron of honour for the marriage) as an act of appreciation for her help during the ceremonies. The groom then sits with the bride on the pelamin. After this the couple returns to the bridegroom's house in a procession. They are normally accompanied by the hadrah band, with men beating a rhythm on their timbrels and reading verses from the Koran. The music proclaims their marriage to the world. At the bridegroom's house, the Bersanding ceremony is repeated for the benefit of the bridegroom's kinfolk. This is followed by feasting and merry-making, called the kenduri. The wedding celebrations come to an end when the bridal pair returns home to the bride's house to pay respects to her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-2727493614000804043?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/2727493614000804043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=2727493614000804043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2727493614000804043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2727493614000804043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/08/about-malay-wedding.html' title='About Malay Wedding'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5700383625399138709</id><published>2008-04-05T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T15:33:23.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;K.. i was doing this when i was really bored... and it's kinda cheesy. Maybe even bo liao (as my bf said...) but here goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to play: 1. Put your music player on shuffle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Press forward for each question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. No cheating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. With the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. Tag 5 people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;+ + + How are you feeling today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not a girl not yet a woman - Britney Spears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Song is self-explanatory. Nothing much to read about. Just about a girl who is growing up and learning the things in life. I'm feeling joyful today cause its a Friday (alright man!). Not feeling deep today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you get far in life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jian Jian Dan Dan - Lin Jun Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-This is a love song leh... how does this relate to the question?!!!!The only thing that i can relate to the question using this LOVE song is probably will be how far will i get in my love life? Till my spouse and i grow old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How do your friends see you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In Love on Christmas - Nsynce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Wah... my friends only love me on Christmas lah... I didn't even know i had such a song... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you get married? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fa Ru Xue - Jay Zhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Oke... errr... oke Fa Ru Xue translation is Hair like Snow loh...wHAT??!!! I GET MARRIED WHEN I AM OLD??? Darling don't make me wait too long oke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is your best friend’s theme song? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-First Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Like i said i got alot of love song... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Lord i give you my heart - Hillsong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-oooOoo.. my life is my Lord... interestingWhat was high school like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Already One Year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Shinhwa,BOA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-eh.. high school is more than a year. Anyway this song is not in english. No idea what is about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What’s in store for this weekend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Forever - the veronicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-wah liao... this song super chao ah lian ah... don't know what is it doing in my laptop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How’s your life going? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Carry You - Amy Grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Ya... just need God to carry my through and give God my burdens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can you get ahead in life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The day you went away - M2M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Oh my gosh... no definitely not without you darling. This shuffler is so mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What’s the best thing about your friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't dream it's over - Sixpence none the Richer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Oh my gosh! My shuffler sucks lah...the best things about my friends is that their so understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What song will they play at your funeral? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shen ah jiu jiu wo ah (God please help me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-faintz.. i can't believe this... SHUFFLER UR DEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How does the world see you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm leaving on a jet plane - Jewel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Carefree... yup. That would be the best. But as adult there's always responsibilities. And these will actually make you more stronger to face the challenges ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do people secretly lust after you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Re Da Yu Lin - SHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I take that as a no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What should you do with your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eternal Flame - Atomic Kitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Errr.. huh? Love for an eternal? I love you darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you ever have children? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tong Ku De Ren - Wu Bai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-haha... if you take the group name wu bai (500)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What song would you strip to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life Goes On - Leann Rimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Errr.. never thought of stripping to a song lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does your mum think of you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a Girl wants - Chritina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Hahaha... i wish ah.. if only she really gives me what i wants. CHEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is your deep, dark secret? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The song no title leh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is your mortal enemy’s theme song? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toxic - Britney Spears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Ya lah.. enemy = toxic. So avoid at all cost!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What’s your personality like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Take Me Out of the Dark - Gary Valencino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- I am not DARK oke... i am nice sweet and friendly hor dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What song will be played at your wedding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xie Xie ni di ai - Andy Lau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-errr... So GU DONG AH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5700383625399138709?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5700383625399138709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5700383625399138709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5700383625399138709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5700383625399138709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-for-laughs.html' title='Just For Laughs'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3897244337791838888</id><published>2008-03-22T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T22:49:15.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure utterance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My blog is so quiet right now. All because of busy lifestyle. Work seems to take precedence above all things, well, it just seems. Of course you know life ain't all about working. Or if it cuts, make your work your lifestyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT's a long weekend and here i am typing away my troubles. I fell sick on Friday. So wasted it was resting at home praying that the pain will go away. Then came SAturday and today i stayed home all day too. Initially it was hopes of going to Orchard but it all got washed away as soon as my faithful Sony Ericsson handphone went flat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My friend S called me this morning. It was nice to hear from an trusty friend. She didn't sound to happy with her current job situation either. So much about working with joy. So what i did with my Saturday? With a stuffed up nose, i went to do household chores. Cleaned up my room to be precise. The layered of dust that has piled up over the years... my bones ache now. Reminding myself to take more calcium. So while others have their happy gathering of bbq or coffee, i used up my own happiness vacuuming away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's my Saturday for now. So much for a fun-filled activity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3897244337791838888?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3897244337791838888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3897244337791838888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3897244337791838888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3897244337791838888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2008/03/pure-utterance.html' title='Pure utterance'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3538652500606853405</id><published>2007-12-29T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T14:51:04.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN SWIM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3538652500606853405?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3538652500606853405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3538652500606853405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3538652500606853405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3538652500606853405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-can-swim.html' title='I CAN SWIM!!!'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3087898263071051338</id><published>2007-12-14T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T22:55:16.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming Lesson One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is my second day of leave. So far i've been doing alot of exericising cause i'm really out of shape. First day of leave i went for a little run, only to discover how pathetic i am. Run one two rounds and i was panting like a dog. Heart pounding like one who's about to have an heart attack. And i'm only in my early 20's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Today my boyfriend was my swimming instructor. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've always had a phobia of the swimming pool&lt;/span&gt; and stuff since i was a little girl. So my instructor of the past used to call me a cry baby. He was really stern and i didn't take it very well. It was because of him that everytime i see the swimming pool i feel queasy. But believe me, i really do want to learn how to swim. To get me into the pool alone is a challenge itself. Got to slowly warm up to being in the pool. Take today for example. My boyfriend had to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hear me whine for an hour&lt;/span&gt; or so being in the pool and all. But he was really nice and patient with me. I wanted to learn the breast stroke, because in the past my instructor taught me breast stroke but because he kept pushing me, and eventually i just dropped out. I wanted to overcome my fear, and challenge myself. When i first showed him (Gary) what i know in the pool, he laughed cause my legs were freestyle but my hands were breast stroke style. Ok. Laugh.. i know funny right. The starting of the lesson was hard for me as i struggled to do the kicks correctly and not be afraid. It was pouring too but we carried on cause no thunder. He was determined to teach me. Think i make it as his most whiny kid he's ever taught. Plus i am the oldest too!!!  *shame*shame* He also thought me how to breathe, blow bubbles and stuff. Oh and one more thing, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've NEVER swim in a public pool all my life.&lt;/span&gt; This is my first time. It was not very crowded and dirty as i thought it would be. *smiles* Although i still can't swim properly, i certainly do hope i can swim. The breathing is tough, and man is swimming one lap tiring. Think swimming exercises the lungs more than anything else. *bloop*bloop*I drank chlorine through the mouth and nose. I am so excited to go swimming again. Although i think it is v.tedious. Must bring swimming costume, goggles, towel, sunblock and swimming cap (which i have yet to buy). Unlike running, just put on socks and shoes can run already. Yup, hope this big girl can swim one lap one day.&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3087898263071051338?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3087898263071051338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3087898263071051338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3087898263071051338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3087898263071051338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/12/swimming-lesson-one.html' title='Swimming Lesson One'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7172576247265813034</id><published>2007-11-20T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T14:22:52.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise + Shock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEll well... Gary came back on the 17th!!!! (sat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANd he told me he will be back on the 18th! (sun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just finised church at abt 10pm at church and was making my way back home with my sis when suddenly a car with a handsome long haired man called out to me! I turned and my mind was completely blanked. The first word that came to my mind? NOOOOooOOO!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Followed by: It couldn't be!!! How can it be!!! Oh WAIT! TOday is sat or sun?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His car happened to be behind my CGL's car.. so my CGL was shocked as well. What? Linda has a bf? Oke.. i didn't tell her lah.. so she was kinda upset the following Sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But i was kinda touched. To be surprised and showered with love and gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday had a half day off. It's so good not to think abt work or work OT... there should be more days as such. Less work but more pay!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7172576247265813034?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7172576247265813034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7172576247265813034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7172576247265813034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7172576247265813034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/11/surprise-shock.html' title='Surprise + Shock'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6367540773124607042</id><published>2007-11-11T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T14:13:06.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just got back from church...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the first time, i am actually helping out in Junior Youth. In particular the sec 3s coming sec 4s.. erm.. its a struggle for me definitely because i feel so little. What i know of the Lord, is just like that... its not much. I felt awkward and in fact, i felt like i was being analysed by the young ones. It didn't help much that i was so burdened in my heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;During the 2nd service, my heart was just wondering, i mean i know pastor was teaching on Titus. But my heart was very burdended and here's why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday i over-reacted at work. And, i caused alot of pple to be worried and unhappy. My boyfriend, my colleague and my boss. Looking back, i feel that it was stupid for me to have done what i've done. I only knew i was angry and was more concerned about my issue than others. I mean you know when somebody push u, i don't think you will go and hug the person. Rather u will want to push him back. And, i think that was what i did and maybe abit worse. Very burdened about Monday how my colleagues look at me and judge me for who i am. I feel broken inside and not myself the past few days. I don't know how.. or what to do next. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just want to thank AMadea my closest church friend for praying for me. For my heart to really forgive and to have the wisdom to amend the broken r/s at work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This Thursday, Jean and myself will be bringing the girls out to like bond with them. I also don't know how i'll fit in. Hope work on Thursday don't drag me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now i feel very vunerable becoz of the dumb thing i did at work and becoz i really want to give my best shot for God in this service. Soo.. praying he'll work through my weaknesses... and that even though my knowledge of the bible is only so little, that i can still share sth that can stick to their hearts and carry them through throughout their lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-6367540773124607042?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6367540773124607042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6367540773124607042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6367540773124607042'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/11/emails-take-up-so-much-time.html' title='Emails take up so much time... ... ...'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Ry7k0KursfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/lIUQ21acgjQ/s72-c/activity.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3860985252995334946</id><published>2007-10-24T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T10:45:02.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is someone irritating calling you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sorrygottago.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.sorrygottago.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The perfect excuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3860985252995334946?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3860985252995334946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3860985252995334946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3860985252995334946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3860985252995334946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/10/is-someone-irritating-calling-you.html' title='Is someone irritating calling you?'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1036715116425173094</id><published>2007-10-20T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T20:58:58.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's your stand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The heated topic now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is regarding the law regarding gays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There's so much buzz about it. If you're bored, i know you'll be bound to be entertained by the below websites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.keep377a.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.keep377a.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.repeal377a.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.repeal377a.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's your stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know what's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1036715116425173094?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1036715116425173094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1036715116425173094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1036715116425173094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1036715116425173094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/10/whats-your-stand.html' title='What&apos;s your stand?'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5657700612317333801</id><published>2007-10-11T19:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T19:14:59.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the day</title><content type='html'>When it comes to money issues, emotions often cloud our perceptions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5657700612317333801?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5657700612317333801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5657700612317333801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5657700612317333801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5657700612317333801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/10/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the day'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7757293141995792348</id><published>2007-10-09T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:47:53.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging in the office?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha, yea... finished lunch early today so decided to blog a thing or two before i start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A few things happening upcoming week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have this performance management thing. And i am so tempted to rate myself excellent in everything! But of course... there's always room for improvement. So hope my boss will give me a good rating too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gary's having exam's soon and he's not feeling too confident about it. Alot of prayers and encouragement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ting Ting who used to work like under the same umbrella as me left her job. Thankfully she's found a better one and in a short time too! Kinda happy for her. She sounded like she's really happy in this new envrionment in the sms she sent me. May she continue to excel in whatever she endeavours to do. Hope that i'll get to meet up again to chit chat with her soon... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight i'm going to KTV!!! And Sing ONE Night in Beijing and... Gei wo yi bei wang qing shui in the most outah voice! Heehee... strictly no ear plugs allowed. K gonna get back to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ting Ting my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7757293141995792348?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7757293141995792348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7757293141995792348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7757293141995792348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7757293141995792348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogging-in-office.html' title='Blogging in the office?'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7615077551704855613</id><published>2007-10-09T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T13:39:50.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;This world is not my home, I'm just passing through. My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from Heaven's open doorAnd I can't feel at home in this world anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;O Lord you know I have no friend like youIf Heaven's not my home, then Lord what will I do?The angels beckon me from Heaven's open doorAnd I can't feel at home in this world anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;They're all expecting me and that's one thing I know.My Savior pardoned me and now I onward go.I know He'll take me through, though I am weak and poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just up in Glory Land we'll live eternally.The Saints on every hand are shouting victory.Their song of sweetest praise drifts back from Heaven's shoreAnd I can't feel at home in this world anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7615077551704855613?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7615077551704855613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7615077551704855613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7615077551704855613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7615077551704855613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-world-is-not-my-home-im-just.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-2260052444376513905</id><published>2007-09-30T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:12:23.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue Entries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I know there are some pictures that are overdue….&lt;br /&gt;It’s been months since I last did an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without much further ado, I present the first OD 1 (Over Due).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Celebrating... Ting Ting and Phillip's birthday!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9Cx-259nI/AAAAAAAAABo/dVLTZC6twqQ/s1600-h/DSC00789.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115881128170485362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9Cx-259nI/AAAAAAAAABo/dVLTZC6twqQ/s400/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What TCC stands for... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9DZu259oI/AAAAAAAAABw/AVQ0kXKKdIU/s1600-h/DSC00788.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115881811070285442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9DZu259oI/AAAAAAAAABw/AVQ0kXKKdIU/s400/DSC00788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And finally, the cakes!!! Think the last time i had cakes like that were way back in Aussie. Ya... i'm so deprived of cheese cakes. They're both chocolate cakes. I think i like the one on the right best... cause is like oreo cake? Very light and gentle on the taste buds. The little cheeries look pretty on the cake but do not be mistaken this mean little cheeries are really sour! It sorts of burst in ur mouth when u chew on it. Very juicy. Two thumbs up for the cake! Great choice Carol And Pei Jun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9DZ-259pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qprrvz3nbK8/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115881815365252754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9DZ-259pI/AAAAAAAAAB4/qprrvz3nbK8/s400/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Next OD 2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pooh Bear, Winnie the Pooh Bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Boss got pretty little mouse pads for me and two other gals. I know its just a mouse pad.. nothing to be exactly excited about. But my desk is really dull and boring! And a little bright mouse pad brightened my day alittle bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9Ese259sI/AAAAAAAAACM/7fydpaHNo_U/s1600-h/DSC00797.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115883232704460482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9Ese259sI/AAAAAAAAACM/7fydpaHNo_U/s400/DSC00797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Last and final OD for the day,  The Lee Wee &amp;amp; Brothers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One long serving colleague has decided to leave.. as she needed a job which doesn't bound her to the office all day long. Well 17 years for a company is really a long time! She decided to treat everybody to a lunch treat instead of just the normal curry puffs or cakes. Well check the packaging out dudes!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9Fju259tI/AAAAAAAAACU/kOmkVqP4XK0/s1600-h/DSC00798.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115884181892232914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9Fju259tI/AAAAAAAAACU/kOmkVqP4XK0/s400/DSC00798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9Fju259uI/AAAAAAAAACc/yiVPwGmRtaA/s1600-h/DSC00799.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115884181892232930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9Fju259uI/AAAAAAAAACc/yiVPwGmRtaA/s400/DSC00799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It is like SO CUTE!!! I went AiiYOOOoOOO !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And it taste pretty good too! Want to find out more? You can check their website out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-2260052444376513905?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/2260052444376513905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=2260052444376513905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2260052444376513905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2260052444376513905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/09/overdue-entries.html' title='Overdue Entries'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rv9Cx-259nI/AAAAAAAAABo/dVLTZC6twqQ/s72-c/DSC00789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6366188164657929646</id><published>2007-08-18T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T15:29:21.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You've heard me sing that song a million times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The tune, the melody, the lyrics that rhymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you seen the question in my eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I've spoken words and exchanged a sentence or two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;expressing and hoping you'll understand me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you seen the heart that sighs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pictures you show can speak a thousand words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You want the world to know that you're powered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;with Riches and Wealth, all is but an empty shell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just felt like penning something really complicated. I think its nice to imagine a good life as one of comfort. A leather seat posh convertible car. Ur shades and credit cards. The coolest funkiest music played in your car. Giving your friends for a ride. In a pub sharing a few laughs. Great grades and sitting in a leather massage chair in the privacy of your own office and space. People knocking at your door for your signature of approval. Name cards that spell out Very Important Person. Priviledge cards, special treatment. Coming home with a garage to park your car. A maid to serve you with dishes hot and yummy. Lighting made of spotlights or maybe crystle chandelier's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It all sounds really grand, marvellous and splendid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I once thought it was great too. But its all a fake! It's not great at all. I know deep down inside there's MUCH MUCH more things that are more precious than these 'worldly desires'.Some times its the simple things of life that makes me happy. Forget about all of it. I just want to head down to the market and sip my tea and eat my roti prata. Spend time with my family and God. You don't have to wait for years or for your bank account to increase 10 folds to have a beautiful life. You can start having one... now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-6366188164657929646?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6366188164657929646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6366188164657929646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6366188164657929646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6366188164657929646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/08/youve-heard-me-sing-that-song-million.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-4375956475565943599</id><published>2007-08-15T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T20:23:30.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Educating the Educated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What's happening in the market today? Isn't the Singapore economy booming? Is it not bullish? What has the US sub prime mortgage got to do with us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well... here's alittle of my 2cents worth of understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Basically the capital crisis in Wall Street is causing a stir in the markets as everybody is faced with a liquidity crunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Q. What is a liquidity squeeze and why should I care if the Wall Street banks are having troubles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In periods of liquidity, there is plenty of trading, and big institutional buyers and sellers easily move into and out of stocks, bonds and other instruments. But during a 'liquidity crisis' the big banks get nervous about risk and become more cautious about doing deals and making trades. They're less likely to extend the easy credit that has fuelled the economy in the past few years, and that makes it more difficult to match buyers with sellers. That is what happened to markets around the world on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The fallout from a liquidity crunch causes a ripple effect. The most immediate impact is that loans could become harder to get. But troubles can spread to the wider economy, hurting people's investments and endangering their long-term financial plans. If banks are not lending and no one will extend credit to anyone else, markets seize up and economic growth disappears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Q. Why are these big firms so easily affected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Major financial institutions can absorb hefty losses without toppling. However, liquidity concerns cause institutions to become reluctant to lend money to other banks. Loans between banks on an overnight basis, one of the primary ways they fund their operations, have become more expensive as concerns arise about their ability to repay the loans - and that forces costs up.&lt;br /&gt;Banks also bring debt offerings to the market on behalf of their clients. But if investors are reluctant to buy them, many times the banks will be left holding the debt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Q: How do central banks inject money into the economy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; As an example, the Federal Reserve carried out a US$12 billion one-day repurchase agreement and a US$12 billion 14-day repurchase agreement. In a repurchase agreement, or 'repo', the Fed arranges to buy securities from dealers, who then deposit the money the Fed has paid them into commercial banks.&lt;br /&gt;The cash infusion adds stability to the market, and fosters more buying and increased cash reserves. When the banks get this unexpected windfall of deposits, it increases their confidence that there is enough money to fund operations and make trades. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. I thought this was an American problem. What's the deal with Europe, and should we be worried about China and Asia too?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sub-prime mortgage mess might be a problem in the US as risky borrowers default on their loans and banks become increasingly shy about offering credit. But it impacts European and Asian players who invest heavily in bonds and other products made up of pools of mortgages.&lt;br /&gt;European investors were said to be heavily involved in two hedge funds operated by Bear Stearns that are now bankrupt after bad sub-prime bets. The announcement by BNP Paribas that it was blocking investors from taking their money out of some mortgage-exposed funds raised the spectre of a widening impact of US credit market problems.&lt;br /&gt;These high-yield investments have been attractive because they offered big returns, and that caught the interest of investors globally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Aren't the bad sub-prime loans contained, and what kind of impact would this have for regular Americans if they're not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Defaults in the US$2.6 trillion sub-prime mortgage market have caused many homeowners to lose their homes, while scores of others have reined in spending to keep on top of their payments. There has been some indication that fears about the housing industry have caused borrowers to watch their wallets. And that's evident in the US economy, with retailers reporting sluggish sales figures in July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;reference from BusinessTimes.Aug 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-4375956475565943599?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/4375956475565943599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=4375956475565943599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4375956475565943599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4375956475565943599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/08/educating-educated.html' title='Educating the Educated'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3206183614520038700</id><published>2007-07-28T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T20:26:32.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Factor, New Phase</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alot of things have been happening recently, so much that i think i've got to pen it down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, first or all church has a new cool place just for hang outs. Nice informal place to invite pple down to sit, chill, catch a movie and reach out to pple in a much more personal way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been quite awhile since i last stayed home stoning on a Saturday. Well i did that for quite a while cause i was feeling grumpy. And yes, i have let myself be irritated by very slight issues. There are some stuff which bothers me alot. Like I don't like to miss calls, cause it gets me all jittery. Its a super tricky issue! Cause i am a lazy person who does not like to carry my handphone around. And i am so upset that i miss a very important call 13 times!!!!! Will somebody please provide me a solution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mother is a special person in my life. Sometimes she bugs me (for my own good she claims) and other times she just overly sweet (till sometimes i wonder if its a dream). Come Monday is her 54th birthday. I've got her pressie months back and now i'm just procrascinating in doing up the birthday banner for her. Its hard to get things done when u're slump at home. There's this new phase coming up in her life. Whether its good or bad i'm not too sure. But i'll try to be as supportive as i can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work environment has changed drastically. It's hard to walk around without bumping into a chair. I don't know. Sigh* It's just hard for me to accept such changes. Maybe its just me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I so wanna go out today. I kept asking my sister let's go out. It's 8:30pm ad i'm still at home. I want to go out for a breather... but Gary is like in Brisbane and... having coffee with Unicell. So i know i'm blabbering right now. Just hope that i won't blabber away till he gets upset with me later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think i really need a holiday. A 2 day breakaway period would be great... oh... the urge of getting that MC is so tempting. Will somebody please wake me up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-3206183614520038700?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3206183614520038700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3206183614520038700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3206183614520038700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3206183614520038700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-factor-new-phase.html' title='New Factor, New Phase'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-3422081654074487558</id><published>2007-07-15T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:12:24.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The never ending issues and problems of this world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rpnwy3GhG1I/AAAAAAAAABI/qQ7zjZ4vSFM/s1600-h/allinone.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087362010667096914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rpnwy3GhG1I/AAAAAAAAABI/qQ7zjZ4vSFM/s400/allinone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The above pictures were taken during the bintan mission trip that i went. It was a very thought provoking trip for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/RpnwzXGhG2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/fYv_pbEIP6Q/s1600-h/desert.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087362019257031522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/RpnwzXGhG2I/AAAAAAAAABQ/fYv_pbEIP6Q/s400/desert.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers to desert. A very sumptuous yummy desert one could take comfort in. Hmm.. all that sweetness just takes ur mind off those troublesome issues in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/RpnxWXGhG4I/AAAAAAAAABg/d0e_WE692H4/s1600-h/esther+and+xinyi.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087362620552452994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/RpnxWXGhG4I/AAAAAAAAABg/d0e_WE692H4/s400/esther+and+xinyi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha.. yes... there's nothing like sharing a lovely break and chilling out with a couple of friends. Hope to catch up again with them some time soon!!!&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/7628112-3422081654074487558?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/3422081654074487558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=3422081654074487558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3422081654074487558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/3422081654074487558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/07/never-ending-issues-and-problems-of.html' title='The never ending issues and problems of this world'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rpnwy3GhG1I/AAAAAAAAABI/qQ7zjZ4vSFM/s72-c/allinone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-8295793979205807394</id><published>2007-07-10T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:55:44.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A day slightly better than usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got a SURPRISE email today. Gary emailed me this really encouraging email. Was feeling down but was reminded of the love of God. It perked me up and got me going faster than usual. Thanks dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I finished worked quickly. And was happy to leave work earlier than usual. Dad picked me up from office to home. Kinda hit me what a lovely dad i have. Like hey i'm 22 and i'm working and my dad stills fetch me home. Like i'm blessed to have a dad. And consider the times where my mother brought me to eat at restaurants and pamper me with clothes and everything i ever need. Thank you ma, thank you pa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because everyday is a fresh new experience... we have to always depend on God for guidiance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-8295793979205807394?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/8295793979205807394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=8295793979205807394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8295793979205807394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8295793979205807394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-slightly-better-than-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7490100261962140847</id><published>2007-07-01T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T15:41:06.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timely advice, gentle reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good news, i have survived the week that was w/o colleague C. Commenting about work, i feel i'm more confident with what i'm doing. Just pray i'll stick to the job and follow through each and every procedure. Today is slow moving which provides a great opportunity to ask myself afew questions, evaluate and make the change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dunno about all my other friends working out there like how are they doing cause i don't have much interaction with them. It wasn't like the past where we all lived in close proximity. I miss Uni friends alot. Wish i can talk to them some time soon. Boss has been pretty harsh with her performance evaluation and, as this was my first i was deeply hurt by what she said. It could have been phrased better with more human understanding. Harsh as it is, i will take it and pray about it. There are things to be thankful about even at a time as such for a job, colleagues who hear and church friends who comfort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Working brings alot of issues with regards to money. It's a sensitive issue and requires lots of understanding and discipline. Right now where Singapore economy sets to look bright by many financial consultants, many do not flinch when it comes to investing. Be it the property market or the shares market. Many are eager to cash in and be part of the hype. I too have fallen victim with me realising my headaches and many times even heartaches are drawn from financial issues. All that hype took charge of my thinking and perspective, forgetting that many pleasures in life will never be earned with monetary gains. Friendship, trust, respect, love from family, knowledge, time... etc. The &lt;strong&gt;timely advice and gentle reminder&lt;/strong&gt; from pastor made me ashamed. Though i cannot assuredly say i am now changed, i have to say its a constant reminder and struggle for me to stay more human, and vigilant to what is being echoed by the media and the majority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7490100261962140847?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7490100261962140847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7490100261962140847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7490100261962140847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7490100261962140847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/07/timely-advice-gentle-reminder.html' title='Timely advice, gentle reminder'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5067800336950605201</id><published>2007-06-21T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:33:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drained till its all dry....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haven't you paused and wondered what your energy is all put in and at the end of the day just asking urself why ur pushing urself so hard? The natural instinct for me is to just do my best in everything. But sometimes... pushes till i wanna give up. Tiring and i always have to pray and ask for renewed strength. EAch morning is just a rush. Every hour at work a rush of activities. The flow just keep coming... and i couldnt take it anymore. So i raised it with my boss today... of course indirectly bringing the issue up. But erm.. apparently its not working very well. But at least boss is aware of my workload and don't think of adding more. Not sure if that's a good sign like maybe she thinks highly of me. In any case, its more than my two hands can handle and i just pray that God watch my hands and feet. There were many times i almost sprain my ankle, cut myself or sth along those lines. Boss says its good training... and tell me not be influenced by colleague C but i think C has been most genuine in helping me. And she's definitely indispensible at the moment... however, tomorrow and Mon she will be on leave. Little me will be all alone, no one to talk to, no one to have lunch with.... its gonna be a lonely Friday... i think. Well and i hope it'll be quiet too... no news means good news. I wouldn't want trouble on Friday. Oh Lord, please do not give me more than i can handle tomorrow... i really am afraid!!! Sigh... i'll do my best... and just be praying... and praying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5067800336950605201?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5067800336950605201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5067800336950605201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5067800336950605201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5067800336950605201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/06/drained-till-its-all-dry.html' title='Drained till its all dry....'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-2142221797353966444</id><published>2007-06-20T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:50:12.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Email me not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is super siansation day. The things on my table piled up as high as... mt kinabalu. I was almost suffocated under that load. But i met the challenge and cleared the way till i can see my table again. I didn't even leave my office for lunch today. Just dabao back. Thanks to the server that went down. I had to rush and expedite everything in just an hour or so. Glad its all over though.... ... That's work in reality i guess... work work work. Nobody realy cares about social life. This is the life.. so i guess i'll make friends with everybody in that cubicle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Head still bobbing up and down even though its been 3 days since i've returned from Bintan... geez... what a stir that ferry ride to have cause such motion sickness... the cost of it... URGH... so irritating at times... but God has been keeping everything under control. All problems at bay. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-2142221797353966444?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/2142221797353966444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=2142221797353966444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2142221797353966444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/2142221797353966444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/06/email-me-not.html' title='Email me not'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-4597396281912374041</id><published>2007-06-11T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:53:57.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where did time go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, the workload was almost doubled... alittle disruptions and there... and hence, had to go home late today. Well, made minor mistakes here and there... though it is expected that there should be absolutely no space for error. I'm still learning.. and ya... will try to be more careful. It was nice to have Gary to call me during lunch and emailed him short messages now and then.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But just feel job is really getting mundane. I need something with more challenge and brain juices... ya... and more pay of course. Think i'm getting more materialistic... or maybe i'm just tired of staring into windows and not being able to get what i really want. Hmm... was influenced by what Gary was telling me yesterday about money. Like money can earn one.. so if you really want it, why don't you get it? Like yes... if i really want something i should work hard to get it... and i need a job that will reward me accordingly. Well, first on my list is Australia plane tickets!! HAha.. then i can go there and shop until i drop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things new that i did today, i came home and painted a picture for upcoming Bintan trip. *tired* i'm off to bed... gdnite u all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-4597396281912374041?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/4597396281912374041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=4597396281912374041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4597396281912374041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4597396281912374041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/06/where-did-time-go.html' title='where did time go?'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5664798596273209546</id><published>2007-06-10T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:12:15.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here I am, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh God I bring this sacrifice--my open heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I offer up my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I look to You, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your love that never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Restores me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I lift my eyes to you, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In Your strength will I break through, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Touch me now, let your love fall down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I will be complete in You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I lift my eyes to you Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And by faith, I will walk on, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I'll see beyond my calvary one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I will be complete in..I look to You, Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your love that never ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Restores me again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above song is called complete... I feel that its very tuneful however, the words when sung made me feel like one have to work very hard to reach God. It's as though its a burden.  I think when one is in God, its a peaceful and joyful kinda feeling in contrast to a streaneous emotional thing. Resting in the Lord. My heart was lifted up when it came to seeing beyond the calvary. What marvelous glory there will be that our human eyes cannot see. Yet there is a yearn inside which longs to experience this unexplainable hope. My advise, listen to it, but do pay more attention to what the words speak to your heart. *smiles* have a great week ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5664798596273209546?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5664798596273209546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5664798596273209546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5664798596273209546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5664798596273209546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-i-am-oh-god-i-bring-this-sacrifice.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1059780316055374737</id><published>2007-06-06T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:17:12.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early day off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today i knocked off early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colleague A: Linda want to go home at 7 today anot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: Try loh.. must see if can finish anot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Colleague A: Don't need to try, if cannot finish don't care we go off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: Sigh* try lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the end, i was the one who really went off at 7 and colleague A was still clearing up her work. But ya, i think its important to like finish off work well than going off early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heehee.. ... finally get to go home earlier than the new girl today. *gleams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope this will continue tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1059780316055374737?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1059780316055374737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1059780316055374737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1059780316055374737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1059780316055374737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/06/early-day-off.html' title='Early day off'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6979477085226873819</id><published>2007-06-04T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:26:48.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's just one of those days which bothers me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that it feels like i can sit in the middle of a really busy street and sob, and no one would even bother to care... ... no  one would offer a care. Not for a minute, not a second. But just stares and sniggers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's an awful feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sobs~ no one really cares nowadays... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-6979477085226873819?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6979477085226873819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6979477085226873819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6979477085226873819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6979477085226873819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='One of those days...'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1935857882573773229</id><published>2007-06-01T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:12:24.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absolutely nothing to pick on.... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Most of my days, i don't have much to complain about. Today was such a day. Thought that the new girl will lunch with me and the other colleague but i think she does not feel comfortable to eat with us. She is such a pretty girl, one glance and 2 things come to mind. Either she is a air stewardess or a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning was really slow, with me having abit of time to rest in my chair. It started picking up pace in the late afternoon which is really bad! I mean... i rather it fast in the morning and slow in the evening so that i can go home early. Ever since 2nd week of work, I've NEVER knocked off on time. It's absolutely unacceptable. So... from next week onwards its.... aim for 6pm!!! I have to rethink what to do at what time so as to end early. Free myself to do more things. After all life is more than just working wouldn't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/RmAuZGH7NQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/y2zGVdqtVAk/s1600-h/outing.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/RmAus2H7NRI/AAAAAAAAABA/F3AO1Q91qIk/s1600-h/outing.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071104528397055250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/RmAus2H7NRI/AAAAAAAAABA/F3AO1Q91qIk/s400/outing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1,2 &amp;amp;3) Found this absolutely great place to chill out. It's called Sante Fe and its at Marina Bay. Very quiet and yet has got great food. Was goofing around in the boat but got alittle dizzy after that because the boat does rocks. Nonetheless, i think its a good idea to even just pop by for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Found this very meaningful banner in my church toilet. Haha... you know toilet is where Einstein got his inspiration from. For me, right now life is really about keeping things &lt;strong&gt;real&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;pure&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;space&lt;/strong&gt;. Too many times life is being exaggerated via the media and through our incessant whinching. It's time to get real, stay with realistic methods to reach ur dreams or goals. Pure, simply because if you're pure inside, it reflects outward. Beauty only takes you so far, your character brings you a step further. Space for just to be carefree, space to be comfortable with who you really are. I plan to give that comfortable space to everyone around me. There are just too many opinions out there but there's no one to hear them. So i give my ears for the price of nil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 and 6) Just some interesting plants that triggered me to take a few snap shots at them. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend is here! Yippie ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1935857882573773229?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1935857882573773229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1935857882573773229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1935857882573773229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1935857882573773229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/06/absolutely-nothing-to-pick-on.html' title='Absolutely nothing to pick on.... ...'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/RmAus2H7NRI/AAAAAAAAABA/F3AO1Q91qIk/s72-c/outing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-1165153099814710005</id><published>2007-05-20T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:18:59.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Messed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My head is churning... but i feel somewhat assured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I leave u with a poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;because you would not be able to live them. The point is to live everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually without even notcing it live your way into your answers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of course this poem is flawed in one way or another...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-1165153099814710005?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/1165153099814710005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=1165153099814710005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1165153099814710005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/1165153099814710005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/05/messed-up.html' title='Messed up'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7263591588188636388</id><published>2007-05-12T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T18:48:08.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From afar... ...</title><content type='html'>Haven't met her for 6 years due to distance. It was great to meet up with her again! Good to know that all is fine with her. Individuals all have struggles in life. I'm not alone. It was great to be out shopping and all... wish there was more chance of having such meet ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been tiring with lots of overtime. It kills the joy of working when you have to work for very long hours. No social life. It gets daunting like lost my social skills or something along those lines. I get so tired each day, perhaps i should evaluate my reasons for living. Thankfully God has placed people like Gary, a few of my friends and family members who have been supportive. I do get blue... sometimes black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I relate my feelings to clouds. Sometimes i turn grey, and pour (teary). Sometimes, bright and cheery. Its the unloading of burden and cares of the world. Its hard to stand out, in fear of being put down. Rejection, criticism and being reprimanded, i believe those are all part of life. Learning to deal with them can often be an emotional uphill. But i won't give up... will keep trying to be better. Improve on what i am lacking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being free... ... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-7263591588188636388?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/7263591588188636388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=7263591588188636388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7263591588188636388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/7263591588188636388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/05/from-afar.html' title='From afar... ...'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5274374995079397773</id><published>2007-04-28T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T19:31:49.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know how hard it can be... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This Saturday is slightly different from other Saturdays. There's no Cell Group today and so... i got up in the morning, got ready to go and open an account. Brought my sis along with me to the bank. There were many people who like myself wanted to open an account or make transactions. I must say that i was initially pretty impressed with the service however, they kinda screwed up linking my card. I could not make any transactions!!! i had to re-queue and ask again. My sis was complaining also... then she was telling me that Bank XYZ had much better service... etc. It was nice to go out with my sis. We did abit of shopping for mother's day gift. I know its pretty early but newspaper ads are already advertising for like mother's day. I figured since i'm free, why not do the shopping in advance and spare myself the last minute panick attack. Anyway, its a really small gift. I need to do some alteration to the gift. Gonna be alittle tricky but we'll see how it works out. The bulk of the cash shall be contributed together with my other siblings for lunch/dinner treat. (That was morning)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(afternoon) Gave family a lunch treat since mom wasn't cooking. Spoke to Gary for a few minutes and got down to cleaning my poorly maintained home. Everybody has been so busy with work and school, and i feel that everybody can help in little ways instead of making me do everything. Rubbish like paper throw in the bin, not left lying around, wash their own cups after drinking or at the very least, bring the used cup to the basin for washing. And it doesn't help when my mom bought those plants during CNY. She likes to buy ALOT of things... but doesn't like to maintain it. She doesn't bother to water the plants... the leaves and soil are being blown into the house. I wish the plants are thrown away... such a bother!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The house is so much cleaner but not neater... it will NEVER be neat because my mother refuses to throw nonsensical and useless stuff out. Broken radio she also wants to keep *faints*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tired, i decided to come here and blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-Quick updates about work-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It's been 1 week and 2 days at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Well, shockingly, i had to go back on my first Saturday on this job!! They are moving 2 floors down and alot of files had to be carried down. Little me helped to carry boxes of files down. Thanks to the invention of trollys... after which hours were spent doing filing tons of papers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;God has been good cause there was this intern who has been working there for 3 months. I think he is quite bright as he understands and learns the rope pretty fast. Plus he has a keen eye for details so little mistakes, he is quick to spot. He has been very helpful cause he spotted so many of my mistakes. The people there so far have been kind and nice... Aunties and Uncles. I've met the big boss and 2nd  big boss.. but i don't think i want to be too close to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;The intern is gone means upcoming week i have to be extra careful cause there's no one there to spot my mistakes. So anything not sure i have to ask. Though i've got plenty to complain about, i'm still thankful somehow. God must have a plan for me there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I'm still adjusting and trying to be more careful and understand the processes in my job. Alot of termalogy and jargons used. Too many short forms... i hope to get adjusted soon. I want to help relieve the auntie of her work so that she don't have to do so much OT and we can all go home early together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Time management now gets more crucial. Must have time for God, boyfriend, family and friends. Oh and also... SLEEP! *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Gonna go for dinner... stomach hungry... shall blog next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5274374995079397773?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5274374995079397773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5274374995079397773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5274374995079397773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5274374995079397773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-know-how-hard-it-can-be.html' title='I know how hard it can be... ...'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5184490828654490976</id><published>2007-04-13T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:12:25.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Friday at current work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was quite an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;impromptu&lt;/span&gt; surprise. Met up with university classmates for lunch. So happy to see them... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;becoz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; always wanted to like meet them but they always &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bz&lt;/span&gt;... Still haven't met Carol but yup! When i first saw them... the first comment was.. OH MY!! LINDA YOU'VE LOST SO MUCH WEIGHT... which indeed is true. I have lost approximately 5kg over the months. Due to the fact that i kept falling sick month after month. Have to pray for good health. They even ask if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; anorexia. diao~ Please lah... i'm a food lover... now why would i reject food? It's one thing that i look forward to... LUNCH BREAKS! Nice chatting with them.. i felt so much more myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My colleague treat me to Bundung drink with pearls! I didn't know that mr. bean sold such fantastic drinks... mind you the pearls are awesome! Not too soft, not too hard... the right texture. It's quality pearls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thankful for the good weather... God uphold the rain and let it poured at the right moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go for lunch, drizzled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sit down, it poured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Walking back, it drizzled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reach office, it poured... and i didn't have umbrella with me. I feel that we usually are thankful for the big things like promotion and all.. but not for the little things. Which makes us all grumpy and ungrateful nut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Talk of the town: "Why are the members of parliment earning so much? Justified?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Linda frowns*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rh-XgdVPFnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wAOBjlQBAQA/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052923890818291314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rh-XgdVPFnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wAOBjlQBAQA/s320/DSC00612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is Reuters pantry.. paradise* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rh-XgdVPFmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1qD9tIAIWc8/s1600-h/DSC00587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052923890818291298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rh-XgdVPFmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1qD9tIAIWc8/s320/DSC00587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The city that never sleeps (workaholics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rh-YF9VPFoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/q4zefrW48HQ/s1600-h/mrbean.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052924535063385730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rh-YF9VPFoI/AAAAAAAAAAk/q4zefrW48HQ/s320/mrbean.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And... Mmm the delicious Bundung Pearl Drink. Too much pearls... haha couldn't finish 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/7628112-5184490828654490976?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5184490828654490976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5184490828654490976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5184490828654490976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5184490828654490976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-friday-at-current-work.html' title='Last Friday at current work'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A4UnS4djRrM/Rh-XgdVPFnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wAOBjlQBAQA/s72-c/DSC00612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-4871220994053588032</id><published>2007-04-09T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T20:47:23.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I shall forget thee not</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just thought i would take sometime to write everything that has happened in the past month lest i forget and be ungrateful and totally disatisfied with things... lest i forget my creator who opened the doors so graciously for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Past few months have been a tiring laborious search for a place to start. So i thought the hard labour ends with that expensive paper... but i was wrong. Somehow... no matter how far i have progressed, it seems to be a start to a very long journey. Pressures of home and external factors were great. With pple who sneered and who think that you'll never make it anywhere.. and everyday, pple from home, work constantly asking you what you want to do. Anxiously waiting.. wondering if there was ever gonna be work for me. The big question of "What's Next?" Constantly appearing... and faith weakens. Discouraging words at home... that really hits home. Where had i gone wrong? What was i doing wrong? So many questions... with no answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thankfully for one or two pple around(THank you Gary Dear and my dearest sister). Their small acts of encouragement uplifts my spirit. In church, i knew He was there... and somehow though i couldn't give anyone a good answer... He pulled me through each and every embarrassing moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm still struggling in this world of reality. What drives people to do what they do. What drives them to behave the way they do. It irks me sometimes to the brink of giving up on my own kind. Yet the Lord says to love our neighbours as ourselves. These are the very people He gave His son to die on the cross... the very people He loves. Since he sees such value in us, who am i to reject. I'm still unsure what lies ahead. I still do not know how to react or what to say in many situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May i remain thankful no matter how things are gonna be in my next job. That no matter how rough things are... that i will find strength in the very Lord who gave me life&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-4871220994053588032?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/4871220994053588032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=4871220994053588032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4871220994053588032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4871220994053588032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-shall-forget-thee-not.html' title='I shall forget thee not'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6672063732820959216</id><published>2007-03-28T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T20:45:38.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Straits Times contradicts themselves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before you go nodding in agreement to every section of the newspaper...&lt;br /&gt;Today, there is this contradiction. Not that i spotted it. Sth raised by some colleagues... ...&lt;br /&gt;Straits TimesThe Business Times pg 10"Singapore is emerging increasingly attractive place to work, according to the results of a recent survery by global consulting firm Watson Wyatt... attributes new allure to two main factors. First, the expansion of companies' toles in Singapore Working in MNC is the same whether here or in London or New York.&lt;br /&gt;The Straits times, pg H21&lt;br /&gt;New York - CITIGROUP is taking its biggest step in the first major overhaul of the banking giant since it was forged by a merger nearly a decade ago.&lt;br /&gt;·         Citigroup is planning to shed between 10,000 and 12,000 jobs this year from across the company, according to people briefed on the situation. ·         Some 14,000 additional positions will be lost to attrition and relocated from high-cost locations - including London, Hong Kong, and New York, where the company is based - to less expensive areas like India, Buffalo, Cincinnati, Ohio, and northern New Jersey. Looks like staffs in Citibank have to be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;My insights: Well, in the market, acquisitions and mergers are taking place every second. Companies whether MNCs or not have to be on their toes. ABN Amro is the next target. As companies are being bought over, mergers being made, a down scale has to be made some time soon. So before you start being joyful that your company is expanding, think again, you might be the next one on the axe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-6672063732820959216?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6672063732820959216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6672063732820959216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6672063732820959216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6672063732820959216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/03/straits-times-contradicts-themselves.html' title='Straits Times contradicts themselves'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-8204604551414550620</id><published>2007-03-24T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T11:16:41.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, March 21, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;When its all about the fame and the fortune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Some people live for the fortune Some people live just for the fame Some people live for the power Some people live just to play the game Some people think that the physical things Define what's within And I've been there before But that life's a bore So full of the superficial Some people search for a fountain The promises forever young Some people need three dozen roses And that's the only way to prove you love them Hand me a world on a silver platter And what good would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, March 20, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Inspiring McJob?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;According to channelnewsasia, McJob is actually found in the British dictionary and this is the meaning that comes out of it.Oxford English Dictionary (OED) describes a McJob as "an unstimulating, low-paid job with few prospects, esp. one created by the expansion of the service sector". I went to run a check at wikipedia and it said the same thing. You can check out this web if you want to see it for yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/McJob" target="_new" snap_preview_added="spa" snap_icon_added="spa" icon_trigger="false" text_trigger="true" parent_link_icon="maybe"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/McJob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well hey, that's what it is isn't it. A low-paying job! Here's where it gets juicy. Macdonald WANTS to change that meaning to "reflect a job that is stimulating, rewarding and offers genuine opportunities for career progression and skills that last a lifetime." *Linda faints* Well, i suggest that the first step they take is to review everyone's pay in MacDonalds. Staff there ought to be paid 1500 per annum at least with annual leave just like any other MNCs. I'm not a Mac staff and nobody is paying me to say this. Just throwing out what's on my mind. That'll be the day when pple start rushing to send in their resumes to work for Macs. Will that day ever come? Hmm... ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queasy... that the way i will describe how i'm feeling right now though i'm just 30mins away from knock off time.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i watched the show Hana Kimi with my sis. It was the last episode. I started watching the show mid way say 3 weeks ago. And can i say that i was appalled at how it ended. It's like ARGH... you kow how is it like to watch a show only to realise that the ending is so disappointing. The same goes for story book. I was almost strangled my sis. She lah... always want to watch that show. Grr... Waste my time... luckily i didn't watch it from the start if not i'll be furious. Its a love show and every love show should have an ending like if the couple ends up together or not. But does it? No it leaves the audience hanging there, lingering not knowing if the couple got together anot. I don't like!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, March 19, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday Morning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky looks gloomy this morning. Nothing bright or cherry about it. Just like my head it feels empty. I feel sleepy too. But the call this morning made me smile. Gary made my day, even when i was feeling sleepy and feeling a little under the weather. 8mths made me think just how much do i know of him thus far. Different countries but bonded by the same belief and values in life. I'm really really thankful for him. The going may be tough at times, both for him and for myself. Nonetheless, we've pulled each other through by God's grace.&lt;br /&gt;I may feel that i'm stuck in a rut, but God may have an explanation for it. Perhaps God is preventing me from entering a career path which He knows is not for me or not His will for me. It's all about God's perfect timing isn't it. Not about what the majority are earning...etc. Which brings about to a short conversation i had with my neighbour this morning. He was waving and saying goodbye to his precious daughter. Why did i say precious. He took time to wait for her to respond with her eyes (she can't talk yet) and i could sense a "daddy don't want to go work but spend time with you" kinda feel. Anyway, i met him again at the bus stop (we both took different paths to walk to the bus stop). Had a brief chat on what i was doing at work and all. Don't know what is he doing, but hopefully he's happy with his job. More updates later!&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/7628112-8204604551414550620?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/8204604551414550620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=8204604551414550620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8204604551414550620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8204604551414550620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/03/wednesday-march-21-2007-when-its-all.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-6224428776586445804</id><published>2007-03-18T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:55:24.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrival of Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been quite hectic, considering that it is a Friday. Dsicrepencies, things i do not understand, they are just happening. However, everything is still under control. Just need to do abit of talking here and there, there and there. I shan't dwell too much on these things which i do not consider as jewels in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was simple. I didn't take very long to find a place and settle for nasi lemak. It was quite alright. Chop chop, finished and i went for my stroll. I decided to be much more adventurous and explore further with the time i had on my hands. I went into Central Square. I haven't step in for let's say 3 years? I must have been there at a wrong time becoz i don't remember seeing so many shops and things over there. Vibrant and zipping with mass of people. Oh and a very rare sight, pubs being opened and patronized in the early afternoon! Oh yes, these pubs cater for the europeans who would drink even in the wee hours of the morning. Drinks to them are for all occassions. Well i had joy just walking around, quieting enjoying and absorbing all the energy around. Now back into my office desk, i shall now attempt to resolve the very confusing and difficult problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, March 14, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Shop to Drop: $63K to Dress for Wall Street Success&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601093&amp;sid=apUYXurK2A.I&amp;amp;refer=home" target="_new"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601093&amp;sid=apUYXurK2A.I&amp;amp;refer=home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While you dudes out there are checking out the goodies to read at Straits Times, i find mine at bloomberg. My oh my... just how much can one really shop till they drop. So indeed there is a market for jean paul and hermes. Because of these highly paid people who would kill for such an item.&lt;br /&gt;Quick update, this morning i came into the office unusually early. I thought i would just get my laptop set up, have everything running before going for breakfast. BUT, ALAS! To my horror, i could not be connected to the LAN. I checked the lines, restarted the laptop 3 times but to no avail. Hence, i had no choice bu to call the IT pple. IT pple to the rescue. They are really a bunch of nice pple. They have to run around all the time and they don't have a desk or department of their own. Yesterday there was a real big problem with the Outlook, with connection. This whole week has been a bad week for them. By the time my problem was resolved, it was already time to work. There goes my breakfast. Stomach's kind of craving for roti prata. &lt;br /&gt;After which, i received an email frm StrangerA. Apparently, there is a small tiny little problem between the departments, which does not involve me. Can i add that i was extremely tired and sleepy. I was sleepy yet wide awake. Praise God, i stared and the msg and initial idea was to just communicate with that person directly. That would have been a wrong move. Since its not in my work scope, i approached 2nd in command and he said he'll bring it up to the head. Settled.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep well last night becoz my i was emotionally too tired to go to sleep. Had things in my head to think about. Hopefully i won't get caught for falling asleep. Maybe i should take half day off just to go home and sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, March 13, 2007&lt;br /&gt;Quiet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped start my day today. It was a real challenge to get myself out of bed even though i was already awaken. Lately, i've been waking up much earlier than my alarm clock. Today was of no exception. I knew that i had to get out of bed soon if i wanted to complete my own stuff even before i started work. Minutes before it strike 6, i out of bed and ready to begin my day. It was quite a rush but definitely refreshing... not until my mother woke up. Gosh... she's really a light sleeper. Getting up, she started her usual "speech" and it was distracting as i was trying to get some work done. Well, for a start she did stopped talking when i told her i was tryinig to get my stuff done. Dad was great. He got up, got some beehoon out and got me eating breakfast with 2 hard boiled eggs. MmmMMm yummy! Thanks Dad. Before i left for work, i right about finished what i wanted to do. Well its not bad considering i finished 1/3 on what i set out to do. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;Praise God for the good morning. Even at work right now, its much quieter on the mails but the market has sure been springing some unusual movements. I feel so much better now, much better than yesterday (maybe i've said this too early).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Big Shot in town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Today, there was a new foreigner who is sitted beside me. Must be some big shot, though i don't know what he exactly does or what title he holds. It's his first day here. Gonna be here for the next 2 days as well. As soon as he entered the room, he was warmly welcomed by everybody. People from other department would come to meet him. A very capable person i must say. All he had was his laptop, and in a couple of minutes, he wired it up to the monitor and was all set to go with his everyday tasks. Everything he did was so swift, like it was 2nd nature to him. Each time before he could warm his sit, he would be approached for help. In an hour, and already he had a meeting with a team of IT people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This guy sure doesn't waste anytime. Think he expected a table and computer of his own. Could tell that he was like asking the secretary if he could have a table. Sadly, this place is swarming with pple. He had no choice but to occupy the temporal seat beside me. Could tell that there are tons of things on his mind. A talented person like himself wouldn't have time to exchange any form of conversations with me.&lt;br /&gt;An insight into a VERY busy persons life.&lt;br /&gt;I myself have been busy today. Firstly i had to recover from the shock that the prev temp did not tell me to get a certain form verified. I have with me 60 forms that i have to send to the next department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After which, i had to quickly deport those forms that have been verified to another department.&lt;br /&gt;Before i could do any of these, i had to ensure that i had a photocopy of anything i sent.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make much of a calls to anybody.&lt;br /&gt;I am closing shop for now. Not gonna do anything but take a breather. *Linda breathes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, March 08, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really out of sorts this morning. Just thankful that i didn't hit the ground. Alarm was set off at 7am as usual. But my waking up was definitely not a typical one to begin with. I off the alarm that woke me up. Fumbled out of bed 15 minutes later with a mission to proceed to the toilet. I reached for the doorknob only to be hit with a dizzy spell. Inbalance and out of sync i fell. Thankfully, onto my bed (the side which my sis was sleeping on). Slowly, i regained full conscious and was able to orientate myself steadily to the toilet. Brushing that unseemingly strange start in the morning, i rushed to get prepared. Having a quick munch, i left in quite a hurry and had to run for the bus. Satisfied with having a sit in the bus, my stomach started to churn. I cringed. I needed the toilet! I knew a diahroea was coming and it was a mid life crisis with tots hounding me with whether i shld just drop off at the next stop and look for a toilet. Gritting and biting my lips and enduring the constant discomfort that was surging from my stomach, it was the most tortureous 20 minutes journey. Efforts paid off as i rushed to the toilet and relieved myself. A pain that ward off... the sigh of relief. I staggered out of the toilet and slumped into my sit. Every now and then i feel the uprise, however its still manageable.&lt;br /&gt;I went downstair, hungry looking for something plain and simple to digest. I stopped at Jollibean and purchased a red bean pancake. I know its not my idea of something plain or simple, but it was the best i could find. Everything else is oily with thick sauces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm back and struggling to keep a straight face. Missing dear alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-6224428776586445804?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/6224428776586445804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=6224428776586445804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6224428776586445804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/6224428776586445804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/03/arrival-of-friday-today-has-been-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-8362642829352841271</id><published>2007-02-25T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:58:29.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running is good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sunday is here! Went for a short run... and outran my sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its kinda quiet around after awhile. Nice and peaceful... if only everyday is as such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nice chat with everbody today on MSN. Hmm talked alittle with a friend in church. Like why i worry... i already 1 year and a half ahead of everyone else. *Sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I feel so drowned already... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*one don't drown in one problem.. but a pool of problemS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last week of work was erm... kinda exciting? Like got soap opera happening literally behind my back. Being in the world but not of the world is difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I may not have been able to socialise well with the pple... but i do know for sure i left an unspoken impression. What do i mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well.. i was talking to Y the other day regarding work. Instead of saying the 4 letter word in front of me... it became Fff... FREAK! Wonder how that came out that way. Anyway, just keep praying... pray and pray and pray... and He will make a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Interesting bite of the day: Reality can be hard to swallow... but somehow our stomach digests everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-8362642829352841271?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/8362642829352841271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=8362642829352841271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8362642829352841271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8362642829352841271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/02/running-is-good.html' title='Running is good'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-4426959302624793068</id><published>2007-02-20T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:05:57.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY Symbolics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tangerines, Oranges, Pomelos: Tangerines and oranges are frequently displayed in homes and stores. Tangerines are symbolic of good luck, and oranges are symbolic of wealth. These Chinese New Year symbols have developed through a language pun, the word for tangerine having the same sound as "luck" in Chinese, and the word for orange having the same sound as "wealth". Pomelos are large pear-shaped grapefruits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-4426959302624793068?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/4426959302624793068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=4426959302624793068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4426959302624793068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/4426959302624793068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-symbolics.html' title='CNY Symbolics'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-5532170412681092461</id><published>2007-02-19T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:40:49.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY blooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kinda hillarious... went for visitation today... first visitation was in the evening. Everybody had something on their mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were half way in the journey when my sis suddenly blurted out, where are the oranges? Gosh... we remembered the hong baos, to dress in bright nice colours but forgotten the ORANGES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So... we travelled all the way back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was nice to talk to pple... especially the old uncle and aunties. They try to talk to us. Like there was this uncle. I never actually talk to him... but i know he watches a whole lot of tv. He taught me and my sis a trick, one with a ring and a string. Haha... it was really cool. I had to do it a couple of times before suceeding... Very patient... and he learnt it from TV! How cool is that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Very amusing uncle. Thank you Uncle. You made this visitation so much more interesting than just collecting hong baos and watching chinese shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh i also went for a jog today with my sis and mother. It was nice to be out with them... never had a chance to do this becoz of our different activities. Really great to do stuff as such. It rained half way... forced us to run for shelter... haha we really did run with whatever energy we had. Sure was refreshing *pant*pant* It's nice to spend time with my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One more public holiday before work... last day of rest. Have to discipline myself to dedicate my time to God as well... time management... a constant struggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-5532170412681092461?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/5532170412681092461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=5532170412681092461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5532170412681092461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/5532170412681092461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-blooper.html' title='CNY blooper'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-8599384790222554157</id><published>2007-02-17T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:41:14.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unpredictable... but yes, i'm sick AGAIN! THis time... G pass one it on. Sore throat hurts like crazy. This morning all i had was the sore throat but now it is now it has gone from just sore throat to bad headaches. Ouch!!!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good food but no mood to savour each and every delicacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is going back to Brissy Brissy.. ... miss him? Yea... of course i will... but what other options are there? Such are the circumstances of life that we have to accept...  there must be something to learn out of this... something that we'll find out along this long journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, there's a couple of things just firing up in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job, Love, Family... ... and of course God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a different story, everyday a role has to be played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7628112-8599384790222554157?l=sparklingal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/feeds/8599384790222554157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7628112&amp;postID=8599384790222554157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8599384790222554157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7628112/posts/default/8599384790222554157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparklingal.blogspot.com/2007/02/reunion-dinner.html' title='Reunion Dinner'/><author><name>*L1nDa*</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7628112.post-7291970093391277387</id><published>2007-02-15T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:45:52.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day of independent working</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's see... today is 2nd day of independent working. So far so good... except for afew 'surprises' in the morning. Colleague who i passed the laptop to was on leave. So i thought... oke... no work AGAIN? But... Colleague number 2 came to the rescue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything is up and well. Nothing interesting this morning. There is the CNY mood in the air surrounding me. Only me becoz i'm not stressed out. BleH... ... there are afew lime trees around.. just to usher in the CNY. Yes.. ... red is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Later meeting Mr. I for lunch. Yes... i'm hungry already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally feeling thankful for my job. In fact... i ASKED for IT. Just afew months back... i remembered asking myself just how am i going to fit into this full time job routine... one idea was to do part-time kinda stuff... just to get used to working life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here it is... yea... kinda good cause sometimes here and there you realise you're not the only one complaining and whining. Life so far is pretty good i must say. No targets... of course... that also means no end year bonus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its great to remain young... no liabilities, no loans, no debts. Just work and feed myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Been praying before i go to work. Afraid i'll slip up. 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