<?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-15292194</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:34:34.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail</title><subtitle type='html'>+The Lord is my Shepherd+</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;到了三岁那一年，妈妈问我对钢琴有没有兴趣.那时的我不知道钢琴是什么.妈妈便带我到yamaha参观.&lt;br /&gt;看了一会儿,不知为什么,我傻傻的就说我想学钢琴.妈妈听到,兴奋及了.每多久,我便成了那儿的学生.刚开始既兴奋,又紧张.好奇的我总是迫不及待地想触摸那琴键.久了,学会的曲子也越来越多.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四岁...&lt;br /&gt;幼稚园开始有了音乐课.课室内有一架又黑,又明亮的钢琴.&lt;br /&gt;我每一次上音乐课时都想去用那钢琴.但因为怕被老师逮到,所以只能空想,不敢去碰.&lt;br /&gt;直到有一天,一节音乐课时,老师突然问起班上里谁会弹钢琴.我和另一位女同学举了手.老师于是点了那位女同学去弹首歌.她自信满满的弹了首儿歌,同学们都用赞叹的表情看着她.我觉得她好勇敢.此时我多希望当时没举起手.接着,老师便喊我的名字.我害怕的回道说我不会弹儿歌.老师说随便弹一首歌都可以.我害羞地弹了一首类似古典音乐的曲子.同学们的表情挂满问号,相信他们根本不知道我在弹什么.那时天真的我认为会弹儿歌比会弹古典音乐还厉害.刹那间,我的自信心全灭了.下课后,全班同学都走了,老师却要我留下,真的吓得我脸青唇白.心里频频想,是不是弹的歌不好听要被罚站...&lt;br /&gt;老师把我拉到课室的小角落,回头看了一眼,确保同学们都离开教室.接着便拿出一个塑料透明罐,里边儿装满着糖果.老师把一粒颜色鲜艳的糖果放在我的小手心上.我忧虑的心情顿时给那温馨的微笑给冲走了.从那时起,每当上完音乐课之后,老师都会给我一粒糖果,鼓励我要把音乐学的更好.这,也成了我们之间的小秘密.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;七岁...&lt;br /&gt;钢琴考试的成绩吓呆了钢琴老师.她可能在想...家里没有钢琴,平时看样子也很少练习的小瓜考的还真好.我还偷听到她拿我的成绩单去向别的老师炫耀...呵呵.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;九岁...&lt;br /&gt;教妈妈弹一些简单的曲子.妈妈说音乐流在我们的血统里...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十二岁...&lt;br /&gt;学校功课特别忙碌.从分级到会考,没完没了.为了帮不爱读书的我兼顾学业,妈妈把我从音乐学校退出来.她说要学钢琴,长大后还是可以学.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十五-十六岁...&lt;br /&gt;帮学校合唱团钢琴伴奏,也尝试指挥.满好玩的...呵呵.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;二十二岁...&lt;br /&gt;现在的我很想学好音乐...也想学点创作...&lt;br /&gt;音乐,是我唯一能抛开烦恼,做回自己的地方.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-975468356782387919?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/975468356782387919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=975468356782387919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/975468356782387919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/975468356782387919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1850519768889243476</id><published>2010-07-12T13:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T14:03:45.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my love</title><content type='html'>i love the man who is with me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love the man who blogged that blog even more.&lt;br /&gt;that kind of submission,heart,dreams and hopes.&lt;br /&gt;where are u guys...go back to him.&lt;br /&gt;remember to remind him that God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind him of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God You're never too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/TDqvoMNEq8I/AAAAAAAAAjY/7UsoQiAnJl8/s1600/Pray_To_The_Above.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/TDqvoMNEq8I/AAAAAAAAAjY/7UsoQiAnJl8/s320/Pray_To_The_Above.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492895800537426882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact,&lt;br /&gt;You're just a prayer away. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1850519768889243476?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1850519768889243476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-7628152081033787634</id><published>2010-07-12T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T13:48:29.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endless fights</title><content type='html'>fighting to proof yourself,fighting to get even and fairness.&lt;br /&gt;it's true.if this fight continue,how long would it be before there's space for God to enter.&lt;br /&gt;i can smell the stench just by the look of those pictures.&lt;br /&gt;pictures of war,of what it seems is seeking for peace yet is creating even more anguish,pain,grudges and sufferings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only someday there can be a messgae to be spread to the world,how sweet would it be,if the msg is not about the number of deaths in riots and war,but the number of lives reborn of those who came to know God.&lt;br /&gt;Lord,i long to see the beauty of the earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img 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fights'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1166656541258279816</id><published>2010-06-30T03:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T03:56:15.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings... ...</title><content type='html'>craving for manhatten fish market's seafood platter for 2, greenhouse cafe's ceasar salad without cheese and squid with an extra egg,marche's calamari and tempura mushrooms,spegeddies's carbonara in linguine aand ice cream brownie,pizza hut's spicy drumlets,thai express's watermelon lime ice blend,cafe@the plaza's soft shell crab and buffet,soul garden's bbq buffet,coffee bean's cafe latte,xin cafe's(iluma) guitar duck,nabin's(shisha shop) lamb meal,spize's@sempang bedok mushroom chicken and fried ayam rice,bedok 85 ba chor mee(second stall) without spring onion,bravassimo's pistachio ice cream,cafe's duck confit,ya kun's french toast,northpoint foodcourt's nasi bryani,upper thomson prata shop's prata and mutton soup,changi village's zhi char(famous tofu,chilli crab,bbq stingray),geylang road 24 hours beancurd and taiwanese snacks,aston's double-up chicken and rbc rootbeer,nonya/javanese food near upper thomson road,hokkaido green tea and black sesame ice cream,suki sushi's(only amk branch) ebi tofu mentai without onion and spring onion,etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the list...&lt;br /&gt;i must be hungry,tat's why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1166656541258279816?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1166656541258279816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1166656541258279816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1166656541258279816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1166656541258279816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2010/06/cravings.html' title='Cravings... ...'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-262890759814263525</id><published>2010-06-27T05:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T05:21:20.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just nobody can speak into my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna speak to anyone either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm throwing myself back into a fire pit again,again,again...&lt;br /&gt;and guess what,i'm trying to bring him along as well?what the heck am i doing?!am i doing something gd or is it an act of selfishness? It's a split of good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;Something i need to accept is i just don't wanna do anything that requires me to take heart in it anymore.That crap simply treat my life like a joke.&lt;br /&gt;i may forgive,but i cant forget...again...is this really a place for me.&lt;br /&gt;ES...it's no longer a reason for me to go back there...it's a reason for me not to go.i can expect what's under the sleeves of everything done.&lt;br /&gt;Things can always be more natural.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-262890759814263525?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/262890759814263525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=262890759814263525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/262890759814263525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/262890759814263525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-nobody-can-speak-into-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-3752257138270324129</id><published>2010-06-25T08:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T08:32:35.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kitty kitty kitty...</title><content type='html'>awww...look at this adorable fellow. it can stand for so long,and look at it's ears...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-54957dd431925736" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D54957dd431925736%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330248420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22CA3BA0555951DE31FD7D5FBEB5D5029A3D8BBD.5518225AA3E2F76171FDF19A12A200E35391E4BC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D54957dd431925736%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7bua0D43SYUa5FsrOj9E49UHckg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D54957dd431925736%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330248420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22CA3BA0555951DE31FD7D5FBEB5D5029A3D8BBD.5518225AA3E2F76171FDF19A12A200E35391E4BC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D54957dd431925736%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7bua0D43SYUa5FsrOj9E49UHckg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't go adopt a cat bcos of this video,realise it cant stand and fold ears,then return to spca.lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-3752257138270324129?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3752257138270324129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=3752257138270324129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3752257138270324129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3752257138270324129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2010/06/kitty-kitty-kitty.html' title='kitty kitty kitty...'/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-5914137202606517191</id><published>2010-06-22T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:22:13.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jeremiah 7:22-23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God did not just want people in what they can do in actions(burning sacrifices/offerings,in old testimony).&lt;br /&gt;God command people as well in what we can do in our heart and mind,which is to bring our hearts to obey first before we're able to bring God's command into actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5914137202606517191?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5914137202606517191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=5914137202606517191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5914137202606517191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5914137202606517191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2010/06/jeremiah-722-23-god-did-not-just-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-7277927763694685878</id><published>2010-06-17T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T20:28:13.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry,now i know i am prideful.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't dwell too much in who's right and wrong from the past.&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant justify,and i cant judge rightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though indeed i fell hard,and fell from quite a certain height.&lt;br /&gt;Though i do not understand why it happen,though it hurts and break me.&lt;br /&gt;Though everytime i recollect it,my tears flow secretly.&lt;br /&gt;Though it did make me shut my doors for a period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now Lord,let me cry one last loud cry. Thereafter,let me follow You.&lt;br /&gt;Let me not judge myself with the number of contribution and status.&lt;br /&gt;Let me not judge whether i'm worthy or not to serve.&lt;br /&gt;Let me hand my feelings of grudges and hatred to You,so that You can remove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me again a pure heart,who know how to love You,love Your people purely.&lt;br /&gt;Give me again a pure heart,who know how to have pure joy in serving.&lt;br /&gt;Give me again a pure heart that i have,&lt;br /&gt;when i first knew You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kid is trying,and is coming back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7277927763694685878?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7277927763694685878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=7277927763694685878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7277927763694685878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7277927763694685878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2010/06/sorrynow-i-know-i-am-prideful.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-6047541564675968270</id><published>2010-05-01T04:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T04:35:21.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well,time to move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6047541564675968270?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6047541564675968270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6047541564675968270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6047541564675968270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6047541564675968270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2010/05/welltime-to-move-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1259356744780673114</id><published>2010-04-29T03:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T03:41:07.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where's the group of people i love..?&lt;br /&gt;where's those bunch of ppl who loves fun,loves music,loves to take pictures like nuts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and where's those bunch of ppl who really knows how to create laughter,music and beautiful pictures of memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been years...God, You know what i'm holding on to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1259356744780673114?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1259356744780673114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1259356744780673114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1259356744780673114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1259356744780673114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2010/04/wheres-group-of-people-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-4208031959104743341</id><published>2010-04-05T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T16:48:49.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jol came with a sunflower today.&lt;br /&gt;actually when she told me she'll be visiting me i''m kinda surprised. was sick for the past few days and i don't like the feeling at all. it's as if i'm suffocated with all those thicky mucus in my nose. anyway,i discovered a new joleen today. i din know she's someone who will express care and concern to an outward extent.maybe a call of greeting is good enough. but seems like this impression of her in my thought is wrong. brought her to ikea. it's facsinating.not jus ikea fascinates me.it's interesting to hear reviews from someone new to ikea as well.had a good fun sharing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want more ikea meatballs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-4208031959104743341?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4208031959104743341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=4208031959104743341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4208031959104743341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4208031959104743341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2010/04/jol-came-with-sunflower-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-7003271615067655546</id><published>2009-09-27T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T04:19:17.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For donkey years,i had not touched my blog. Reason because i had not surf the net for decades,due to not touching my computer as long as not surfing the net.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to talk to toys rather than human beings recently.Sounds like some kids who suffer autism.lol. But well,i find it kinda entertaining. They are great listeners,they are faithful(cos they cant run anywhere either),and they always give that same smiling expressions.lol.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,side-tracking from this topic,went to watch a movie this evening which was highly rated in a website-Inglorious Bastards. A movie which can be viewed using various angles. From my point of view,people who are looking for inspirations to crack lame jokes to irritate your enemies/friends,feel free to watch it.i'm sure you'll get enough inspirations out of it. People who cant endure the bitterness of lame jokes(people like me),you're advised to give it a miss.Skip it! I'm not sure if i'm not intellectual enough or lacking in historical knowledge of Nazism. To my knowledge,it's not much of a link. Moral of this lesson-do not trust ratings of movie from a any-old-how website. that's all for this entry. a-dieu,blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7003271615067655546?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7003271615067655546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=7003271615067655546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7003271615067655546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7003271615067655546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-donkey-yearsi-had-not-touched-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-219527582710801792</id><published>2009-07-02T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:53:34.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Michael jackson said something very right.&lt;br /&gt;That is : the world need more love.&lt;br /&gt;alot of people know what's love all about,they tried to love.&lt;br /&gt;But they have all forgotten what is pure and innocent love all about.&lt;br /&gt;actions mostly came with motives and purposes,as often forgot about the importance of a pure motive of love normally differ in miles from love out of other purposes.&lt;br /&gt;coming to the subject of pure love,i guess adults are the ones who need to observe and learn from children.nowadays people often choose friends,emphazing on 利用价值.i classify these as ignorance.because,they know not of having a pure heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-219527582710801792?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/219527582710801792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=219527582710801792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/219527582710801792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/219527582710801792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2009/07/michael-jackson-said-something-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-6122677206904532410</id><published>2009-06-28T18:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:23:26.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how is it like to know you're the pop star with the most fans in the world?&lt;br /&gt;how is it like to stand on a stage listening to countless of fans cheering and shouting your name?&lt;br /&gt;how is it like to know you're the most succesful singer in history?&lt;br /&gt;michael jackson's life,i think is like a legend.&lt;br /&gt;almost imposibly.&lt;br /&gt;impossibly famous,impossibly rich,impossibly daring,impossibly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;leaving people in the maze of his life-a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;though not a hard core fan of his,i find it convincing why he gained such a vast popularity.&lt;br /&gt;this sudden lost of this star left fans in tears,left concert organiser in trouble,left media goin round earning money from his death news.&lt;br /&gt;though not really that sad,but i do sympathize his life.it seemed incomplete,to leave in the toughest period of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tribute to this grand life and music of the greatest pop star -Michael Jackson.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353527352354317442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SkuMw0RqpII/AAAAAAAAAdA/zY-qY3285fk/s200/m.j..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353527991006158130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SkuNV_cIXTI/AAAAAAAAAdg/QU24X7e-mrg/s200/mj57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353527580345605474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SkuM-FnBnWI/AAAAAAAAAdI/z4ByTF8tayY/s200/mj2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353527704445330626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SkuNFT6tJMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/EbzCPqLazgw/s200/mj3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6122677206904532410?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6122677206904532410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6122677206904532410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6122677206904532410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6122677206904532410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-is-it-like-to-know-youre-pop-star.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SkuMw0RqpII/AAAAAAAAAdA/zY-qY3285fk/s72-c/m.j..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-7182284924884240412</id><published>2009-05-13T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:38:07.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>祷告之时甘甜之时&lt;br /&gt;使我离开烦恼之事&lt;br /&gt;来到神的座前发表&lt;br /&gt;所有意愿所有需要&lt;br /&gt;当我遇到重压忧愁&lt;br /&gt;我灵却常得着自由&lt;br /&gt;不陷恶者所有布置&lt;br /&gt;因为有你祷告之时&lt;br /&gt;祷告之时甘甜之时&lt;br /&gt;如有只翼载我愿辞&lt;br /&gt;来他宝座向他求恳&lt;br /&gt;他是信实他是全真&lt;br /&gt;他既命我寻求他面&lt;br /&gt;信他话语靠他恩典&lt;br /&gt;我要将我重担卸释&lt;br /&gt;在于你前甘甜之时&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7182284924884240412?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7182284924884240412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=7182284924884240412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7182284924884240412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7182284924884240412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-356575099811102810</id><published>2009-04-20T17:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:02:58.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time for me to explore cookery.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose it can be a form of art as well.&lt;br /&gt;to be expressed,to impress,to experience.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am quite abled in this.though,limited in knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;i don't intend to join this workforce.but this can be an interest.&lt;br /&gt;every form of art delivers a different message.&lt;br /&gt;different people produces different taste of art,as uniquely as they were created.&lt;br /&gt;and cookery produces food,and the taste of satisfaction,&lt;br /&gt;carbonara is certainly a nice dish to cook,but getting beyond that would certainly be more adventurous.i enjoy food.and i shall explore the skill of making it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-356575099811102810?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/356575099811102810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=356575099811102810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/356575099811102810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/356575099811102810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-for-me-to-explore-cookery.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-2211430880788226498</id><published>2009-03-10T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:54:35.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to ikea wif ace and mei hwa.&lt;br /&gt;and i ate AlOT.i had my yesterday nite's supper,my breakfast,lunch and dinner all in a meal at once.so needless to say,i ate and ate and ate.hee.&lt;br /&gt;ikea's food is always so delicious,esp. tat "doesn't look appetizing yet can make your appetite burst" gravy.as i was gobbling my food,mei hwa and ace were havin entertainment jokin at my appetite,while i'm havin fun laughin at their jokes.&lt;br /&gt;but from within these jokes,i realised something-my precious's high level of acceptance for me.&lt;br /&gt;i do sports like t-rex.&lt;br /&gt;i ate like dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;i slp like pig.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i said i'm still hungry after a big meal,he'll jus give as sweet smile asked,wat else would u like to eat..? but i pray i wont hav an appetite as big as universe tat could eat his asset away.lol.&lt;br /&gt;ikea,still my fav. eatin and shoppin place for now.&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna decorate my rm!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2211430880788226498?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2211430880788226498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>this somehow describes kinda accurately...hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality.&lt;/span&gt; Attractive. Sexiest out of everyone. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Temperamental.&lt;/span&gt; Quiet, shy and humble. Honest And &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it.&lt;/span&gt; Horny. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift.&lt;/span&gt; Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlighted ones are me.hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-3255096228487104763?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3255096228487104763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=3255096228487104763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3255096228487104763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3255096228487104763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-somehow-describes-kinda-accurately.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-4181581552965525338</id><published>2009-02-09T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:17:58.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many had dreams in the world of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARTS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but how many had actually realised it in the reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-4181581552965525338?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4181581552965525338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=4181581552965525338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4181581552965525338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4181581552965525338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2009/02/many-had-dreams-in-world-of-arts.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-6128901455839623951</id><published>2008-12-03T01:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:57:37.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better to face 4 walls,a screen and listen to gentle voices.&lt;br /&gt;rather than going out to face many,yet listen to many not worth listenin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better to understand a few,than to know a thousand acquintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better to search within self,than searchin self in others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better to be average,than be the best yet fell the deepest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better to be the hard-hearted me,than to be soft hearted and be deprived,again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better to hate the world,than knowing the world hated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better to be with one or two,than be surrounded with imposters and liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better to cry a real cry,than to laugh a fake laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know who is true.i know who had hidden self-centered motives.i know who are here only when in trouble.i know who are the hi-bye acquintance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better to be an observer than to be in the picture and be observed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6128901455839623951?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6128901455839623951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6128901455839623951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6128901455839623951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6128901455839623951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/12/sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-7048438021822763044</id><published>2008-10-08T13:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:12:21.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeh~&lt;br /&gt;i have a new account for emails liao.&lt;br /&gt;and i mean,Proper emails.the purpose of creating a new email was that i was so buay tahan of those rubbish forwarded mails which says: "send this to at least __ friends or else watever will happen,or there'll be bad luck or watsoever..." grr...pls la...it's not the problem of luck or wat,but i would simply 被气死 by jus looking at these kinda mail loh.so,those who necessarily or friendi-ly want my new email add,can text or msn me personally.but if i refuse to give u,perhaps u're the one who often forward this kinda mail so[i did observe who are those who believe in this kinda thing]...pls kick off this habit.lol.unless the story benefit one's knowledge gaining,or can inspire,or can help somebody[very rare case],or else,forget it man. playing with my email account,don't know what's so fun about it but,jus exploring.&lt;br /&gt;oh ya,it's lunch time. miss the mac mocha[eversince i daringly tried it with a risk of some low class/standard beverage in an air-conditioned environment],but i'm lazy to walk. nasi bryani and lime green tea from sweetalk downstairs would be enough to turn my tastebud upside down.&lt;br /&gt;FOOD!!! here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7048438021822763044?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7048438021822763044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=7048438021822763044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7048438021822763044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7048438021822763044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/weeeh-i-have-new-account-for-emails.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-3203525001393110635</id><published>2008-10-08T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T01:29:00.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a sor po day.lol.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to joleen from DI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jol,&lt;br /&gt;shared quite alot of pretty fun and fruitful time with u. our first chat started off so randomly, coincidently,and interesting in the bus on x'mas ton night as i "eavesdrop" u and kerlyn's conversation. miss our lady's tau pok,your terrible wake up groans for me,the vroom vroom noise for making ppl awake,and most importantly the sharings overnight during arete camp. anyways,jus like any other,this friendship had been through tough times as well before. and i'm glad i still had a occasional faithful friend like u in my life.you're someone who can go so deep into thinking,someone who know how to take gd care of image,someone who can encourage,someone who can have fun and jokes with,someone who can share tough times and thoughts with,and very importanly,someone who can enjoy FOOD with.hehehehe.i shall eat in an inelegant but appetizing way the next time i go out for food with u.lol. wanna encourage u to continue to clench the promises of God in your heart and continue to walk in faith,build your shield[knowledge in God's word] strong,step out for growth as u start entering the stage of maturity. glad to have u as a sister-in-Christ and a buddy. last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Happy birthday to u~!!! hugz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;deep from my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Abigail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-3203525001393110635?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3203525001393110635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=3203525001393110635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3203525001393110635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3203525001393110635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-sor-po-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-7680102613781146562</id><published>2008-10-07T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T01:00:43.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally...&lt;br /&gt;we managed to find time to watch it,on sat.&lt;br /&gt;MAMA MIA!&lt;br /&gt;wooh,it's such a musically nice show. better than wat i expected. i thought the story line will be lousy but it turn out to fit the songs in a very cute way. my fav. track is the very last song played during the crew list rolls. which is in my blog,maybe playing in your com while u guys read this.&lt;br /&gt;the musicians like ABBA is really much more skillful than the musicians in our generation.&lt;br /&gt;even if this generation's musician are skillful,it's skilled in a way that the song only show off the skill,but for some songs the music itself rot to the core.&lt;br /&gt;abba rocks! the mama crew who revamp the songs were cool too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ace today.&lt;br /&gt;it's not bad. more fruitful than i've imagined to be.&lt;br /&gt;thank God,thx 牧羊人.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday chen talked about growing spiritual life.&lt;br /&gt;i'm interested in growth.but curious why such a sudden topic.&lt;br /&gt;reason,long to mention here. but as a whole,i guess God spoke.&lt;br /&gt;i remembered the very rare ez-link sticker of mine which had this verse on it,but i lost it with the ez-link card.&lt;br /&gt;i highlighted the verse. shows that this verse long spoke to me.&lt;br /&gt;i forgotten,and it's again being brought upon in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;growth is not merely a man's work.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just the branches,but You're the vine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+John 15:1-5+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7680102613781146562?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7680102613781146562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=7680102613781146562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7680102613781146562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7680102613781146562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-6049977471166029990</id><published>2008-09-26T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T15:58:34.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>do not tell yourself you're alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one can never be alone no matter how a loner u wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;that can be good,that can be bad.&lt;br /&gt;but mostly it's a gd thing,cause people can rarely smile or laugh while exclaiming that they're a loner.&lt;br /&gt;solitude is healthy,loneliness is self-destroy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6049977471166029990?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6049977471166029990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6049977471166029990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6049977471166029990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6049977471166029990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-not-tell-yourself-youre-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-17637279282741700</id><published>2008-09-06T04:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T05:16:21.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i find this interesting. for music lovers.&lt;br /&gt;well,to a certain extent i find this research reliable.&lt;br /&gt;but still,sad for the pop lover. Oops. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mozart and Metallica fans kindred spirits: Research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy metal fans and lovers of classical music have more in common than they like to think, according to research published Friday by a university in Edinburgh.&lt;br /&gt;Although fans of bands like Metallica are traditionally portrayed as work-shy, long-haired students and lovers of Mozart are seen as sober and hard-working, researchers found that both music types attract creative people who are at ease with themselves but can be introverted.&lt;br /&gt;But classical music fans have high self-esteem while heavy rock fans lack self-belief, the team at Heriot-Watt University in Edinburgh found.&lt;br /&gt;Indie music listeners lack self-esteem and lovers of pop music are uncreative, while country and western fans are hard-working and rap fans have an outgoing personality.&lt;br /&gt;The three-year study on the links between personality and music taste was led by psychology professor Adrian North.&lt;br /&gt;"We have always suspected a link between music taste and personality. This is the first time that we've been able to look at it in real detail. No-one has ever done this on this scale before," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"People do actually define themselves through music and relate to other people through it but we haven't known in detail how music is connected to identity."&lt;br /&gt;North added: "One of the most surprising things is the similarities between fans of classical music and heavy metal. They're both creative and at ease but not outgoing.&lt;br /&gt;"The general public has held a stereotype of heavy metal fans being suicidally depressed and of being a danger to themselves and society in general. But they are quite delicate things."&lt;br /&gt;The research could have many uses in marketing, the professor said.&lt;br /&gt;"If you know a person's music preference you can tell what kind of person they are, who to sell to. There are obvious implications for the music industry who are worried about declining CD sales."&lt;br /&gt;More than 36,000 people around the world took part in the research, making it the biggest survey of its kind ever conducted.&lt;br /&gt;People were asked to rate 104 musical styles and were also questioned on their personality traits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i doing here in singapore...&lt;br /&gt;why did i let it stress me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever,i'm just looking forward to daybreak for a morning spread.&lt;br /&gt;or when i wake up it gonna be afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps a fruitful prayer and some dim sum will somewhat somehow console me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gd nite..? gd morning..?-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-17637279282741700?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/17637279282741700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=17637279282741700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/17637279282741700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/17637279282741700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-find-this-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-6263246914541726466</id><published>2008-09-02T23:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T05:06:26.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It has often been said that cholerics are either great saints. . . or great sinners. Paul was probably a choleric. He was a brilliant and zealous Pharisee—driven, at first, to persecute the early Christian community, but then, after his conversion, he became the greatest defender of the faith. If you are a choleric, humility comes with difficulty. You have a predilection for doing your own will, and thinking that you always know what is right and best. But, once you commit yourself to a life of virtue and growth in holiness, your determination will be turned toward service of Christ and the Church. A good spiritual director will help you identify God’s will for you, and attentiveness to your prayer life, especially meditative prayer, will help your naturally quite active temperament become more contemplative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whose gonna be that gd spiritual director...&lt;br /&gt;what's the standard of 'good'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;*Note: dear readers,if reading part of this entry have caused u discomfort,u think u gonna be stumbled,u think u gonna hate me,or u think it's gonna lead u to asking me questions,then back off and close this window. i have the freedom to speak in my blog and will not be reliable or responsible or any external feelings or reactions caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;in the first place,why am i a choleric?&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad to be a choleric anyways. cause we fit phlegmaticans.&lt;br /&gt;i love getting along with this species. don't mind working with them also.&lt;br /&gt;melancholicans,don't mention. they surrounds me.&lt;br /&gt;so what if they are artistically incline and can relate.&lt;br /&gt;they[95% of them who surrounds me] don't make good friends.&lt;br /&gt;tired of being a perfectionist. i'm pretty balanced now.&lt;br /&gt;so i shall interact less for less infections.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,if not for the cause,i won't even wanna interact.&lt;br /&gt;for now,some factors had deprived me from the cause.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i would say it's very unfair.&lt;br /&gt;but what's fair on earth?&lt;br /&gt;even seeing them take the consequences won't make things right for me again.&lt;br /&gt;some mistakes sometimes can't be afford to even be birthed into a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;there are things and feelings that can never be undone.&lt;br /&gt;especially when somebody other than yourself is involved.&lt;br /&gt;as for my wrong,i wouldn't have been a great sinner if i would just be less nitpicking,grudge-bearing and critical.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,i just hope i can be someone like Paul.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,i just hope Your love can guide me back to where i should stay on.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes,i just hope i can be someone u treasure.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.some hopes.some tarnished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6263246914541726466?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6263246914541726466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6263246914541726466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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yesterday. so the instructor gave me a challange of running/jogging continuously for 30minutes before she mark my attendance. if i don't do it,then it's just simply getting zero for attendance. eventually still went ahead with it. anyways won't die one rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a different insight in doing sports now.&lt;br /&gt;Especially getting myself into the mode of physical training.&lt;br /&gt;another thing was,i think i wanna tone up. though now i realise i should've done this when i was 16. but if i don't do it now,i probably will think that i should do it now at the age of 25 or 30.&lt;br /&gt;feel like participating in standard chartered. but i guess 10k will be good enough-that's my standard for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one hour of NMS phase test is really a mental torture. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer theory test instead. but i'll love DMT phase test even more. few of my genius classmates are studying the whole testbook for the coming test now. others talking about girls. i wonder why some guys are so interested in this kinda topics -_- zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward for holidays....arh!!! holidays!!! i'm desperate for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really desperate for it. just that i haven't start planning it only.&lt;br /&gt;for now...having satisfying meals and a couple of fruitful conversations will be enough for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5540145992375801339?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5540145992375801339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=5540145992375801339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am surprised,yet i am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes me very long to realise how much effort you've put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how much burden you've carried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes you so much to had hide it from me for so long i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in suspend,because i did not even realise a drop of it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd probably say that i do not need to feel sorry at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's a fact i've taken it all for granted in the past all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna tell you that it is no longer a victory,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but something you deserve to own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mysteries related all unravelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel more than what i can feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can understand more than what i can fathom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you have unravel almost the deepest me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so deep that i don't even know myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is the only one who is able to know every drop of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you've discovered the deepest of how much a human being can know about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's shocking.yet,heart-warming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1247118783327957209?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1247118783327957209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1247118783327957209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1247118783327957209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1247118783327957209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-had-fruitful-chat-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-4744028216730267558</id><published>2008-07-22T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T01:00:06.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stand up from the crowds.&lt;br /&gt;stand away from the mist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything will be clear.&lt;br /&gt; as clear as stones in pure water&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-4744028216730267558?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4744028216730267558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=4744028216730267558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4744028216730267558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4744028216730267558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/07/stand-up-from-crowds.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1021303945375852813</id><published>2008-07-15T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T17:21:29.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things unsolved.&lt;br /&gt;Solution is made and agreed,just wanna get on with it.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna get settled down,with nothing as my baggage. Except for my belongings.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only see clouds,for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1021303945375852813?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1021303945375852813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1021303945375852813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1021303945375852813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1021303945375852813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/07/confused.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1285464498810272504</id><published>2008-07-06T04:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T04:49:41.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>致：年轻丽智的枚桦，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,want to wish u a happy 25th birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woosh,what a golden maturing age.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Really grateful to have a buddy,a sister in Christ like you.You’ve really been a supportive friend all these while,whether rain or shine.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna affirm you of being a positive role model.Well,at least to me. &lt;br /&gt;Your life sharing testimonies and blogs have always been inspiring to me.In shine,to inspire me to even chiong more for God.In rain,to continue to walk strong with Him.occasionally when tiredness interrupts my spiritual walk,your blog often reflects God’s faithfulness in life.This really edify me in terms of being reminded that God is workin in many areas of many’s lives,similarly will He too,be workin in my life.You’ve always been someone encouraging,sensitive to people’s feelings[includes being understanding],and loving.All these,from observing u always taking time to concern the lives of many ex/DI-ans.And I seriously enjoy fruitful life-sharing chats with you.&lt;br /&gt;Continue to stay young and cheerful as you have always been.Yet mature your walk with God,glorifying Him in whatever you do.&lt;br /&gt;Love ya loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-玉谕  上&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1285464498810272504?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1285464498810272504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1285464498810272504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1285464498810272504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1285464498810272504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/07/firstlywant-to-wish-u-happy-25th.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-6552987940862182302</id><published>2008-06-01T23:42:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:27:30.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love Challenge Your Limit 2!!!</title><content type='html'>Challenge your limit 2 is real great. it's a total different game,and i'm surprise how all games had change to new ones,except for the very last,exciting and energy draining tug-of-war.i spent half of my energy playing all the games.and spent another half on jus 2 tugs.it's a very good game played though.Mike is real good at it.He's a vietnamese,a new friend we get to know today.though abit shy and quiet,he's quite chiong in the games,and smart in it.get to know jass and weisong more too.Don't see jass lady lady like tat...the last time i saw her she was in her black gothic skirt and stuffs.but today i get to see her "real power" man.haha.arron,studying in simei...and he likes century egg without ginger...haha.eh...not sure,think it's him.haha.Alex also like century egg,with ginger.haha!!the way they ask for century egg from me is sOoo sOOoo sOooo funnny.LOL.and another guy,forgot his name,will find out soon.&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;here's the pics[and it's all i got.if any of you happen to know where's the pics taken by the cameraman,JASON,pls tag me.LOL.i think the shots taken during the games will be much more interesting.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELIcAte-vI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tZPzN-U8p_k/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELIcAte-vI/AAAAAAAAAP0/tZPzN-U8p_k/s200/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206944502746381042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game Master Briefing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELI3k8nk_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/VqzOC4kFPl8/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELI3k8nk_I/AAAAAAAAAP8/VqzOC4kFPl8/s200/IMG_0134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206944976330003442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the station master briefing us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELJNBMJdII/AAAAAAAAAQE/Xo0HTc4pQuk/s1600-h/IMG_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELJNBMJdII/AAAAAAAAAQE/Xo0HTc4pQuk/s200/IMG_0132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206945344688583810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James act cool.but so pai seh when game master said no accesories allowed in the water.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELJsM2kCpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ao3pYuM0LQ0/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELJsM2kCpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ao3pYuM0LQ0/s200/IMG_0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206945880395221650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     UKZ grp =] listening to safety precautions attentively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELKKKhHKnI/AAAAAAAAAQU/AXln-5zTARI/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELKKKhHKnI/AAAAAAAAAQU/AXln-5zTARI/s200/IMG_0139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206946395164453490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UKZ RAWKS!!! in case u don't understand,UKZ stands for United Kingdom Zoo,which is our grp name.LOL!!! and the letters are the first letter of the animals tat's in our grp.so dun crazily go guess wat word is that...it's not a word.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELL_IbvQ8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/8cvrpFOcx6I/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELL_IbvQ8I/AAAAAAAAAQc/8cvrpFOcx6I/s200/IMG_0140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206948404649739202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my half dead look? eh,T-Rex here.no play play hor.LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELL_wTscbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/J5i6kMNwNeg/s1600-h/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELL_wTscbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/J5i6kMNwNeg/s200/IMG_0141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206948415353418162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jass and weisong. =] .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELMABS9dPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KDqusx3JDxY/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELMABS9dPI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KDqusx3JDxY/s200/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206948419913741554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy taking pictures.and James keep emphasizing that we are a friendly grp,by cheering for other teams each time we finished a game first.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELMAUTpLXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Pw0_lQob0YI/s1600-h/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELMAUTpLXI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Pw0_lQob0YI/s200/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206948425016880498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike teaching some guys the tactic of climbing trees.ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELMApt2aoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/KwSajLMeML4/s1600-h/IMG_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELMApt2aoI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/KwSajLMeML4/s200/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206948430763944578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryin to take some beautiful scenery of sun set,but it's a waste tat my cam ain't doin that well anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELNbMe9PYI/AAAAAAAAARE/NHr8ZohamB8/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELNbMe9PYI/AAAAAAAAARE/NHr8ZohamB8/s200/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206949986284944770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOR9k072I/AAAAAAAAARM/fBg-B0rZzA8/s1600-h/IMG_0158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOR9k072I/AAAAAAAAARM/fBg-B0rZzA8/s200/IMG_0158.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206950927175839586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selling drinks.haha.She's one of the person i make fun of most today by hugging her with my salt water drenched shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOSujaoaI/AAAAAAAAARU/kNhwEhKukRo/s1600-h/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOSujaoaI/AAAAAAAAARU/kNhwEhKukRo/s200/IMG_0155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206950940323258786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free flow of bread.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOTDO_rzI/AAAAAAAAARc/lFGd_huSKZA/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOTDO_rzI/AAAAAAAAARc/lFGd_huSKZA/s200/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206950945874751282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My interesting shot of the day.get wat i'm thinking..?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOTYfZdoI/AAAAAAAAARk/L_UOq3Ytjak/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOTYfZdoI/AAAAAAAAARk/L_UOq3Ytjak/s200/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206950951580694146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like this pic. =] .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOTlyYRDI/AAAAAAAAARs/d16t26im9n8/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/SELOTlyYRDI/AAAAAAAAARs/d16t26im9n8/s200/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206950955149968434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a whole CRATE of TIDBITS!!! Our reward for getting the 2nd prize.wEeee~! let's get fat after toning up in the chionging during the games.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're a tug away from that 800 cold hard cash.but it doesn't matter at all.we really enjoyed ourselves.and discovered so many things...haha.really thank God for placing me in this team,and the peeps involved in making this event a success.three cheers for everyone~!yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=we are friendly.haha!=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6552987940862182302?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6552987940862182302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6552987940862182302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-8509226884664242482</id><published>2008-05-27T13:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:58:23.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>need a peaceful time...a time really by myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been thinking of my future endeavour these few days...&lt;br /&gt;So many things have filled me recently.Though it's abit much,it's to the brim of what i can withold and absorb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus like His words is like a lamp unto my path,it seems to go the same as His instructions for me to move forward.it's a lamp jus enough to show me one step ahead.God wouldn't wanna show me the absolute exact things that's going to happen in my life.Cos if it's that case,i do not need faith in this walk at all.at the age of 19,i thought that after this period of deciding,all the worries of the future will be over.But today(to my horror,for now),i realise that this will actually continue for the rest of my life.I'll have to make decisions for the future,&lt;em&gt;bigger&lt;/em&gt; decisions as i go further,grow older.Until and unless i learn to make decisions in the &lt;strong&gt;vertical&lt;/strong&gt; direction,then will this problem be &lt;em&gt;NATURALLY&lt;/em&gt;,and thoughroughly over.&lt;br /&gt;Am travelling to school and listening to some classicals series as i do some studying in the details of it.when it suddenly comes to the songs...Take a Hold and Follow the Son.Though these songs is ever so familiar,the chords and notes of the song is ever so clear in my mind.But today,God told me a different story out of it,apart from the other times of me listening to these songs.i decided to make a stop from the classicals and make it a time for listening.took out the book "TGIF",which is in a daily reading order.opened a page randomly,and on top of the page it wrote: June 16,"Are You Horizontal Or Vertical?".i was caught curious by the headline,it talked about making decisions.As i continue,the headlines caught me more,the contents speaks to me even more.&lt;br /&gt;"June 17 : Moving Ahead of God"&lt;br /&gt;"June 18 : Making Decisions By Hearing God"&lt;br /&gt;"June 19 : Removing Hindrances"&lt;br /&gt;Under "Moving Ahead of God",it states that "Whenever we want something strongly,we are in a dangerous place bacause we no longer look at the matter objectively with a willingness to change our viewpoint." and i think human beings have been so vulnerable to own's-reasoning deceptions.i've seen people walking in ways that is of their own choices,and bad decisions leads to even poor decisions.i'm afraid that what if there's ever a time,by accident or somehow,i took the wrong step.and "June 18 : Making Decisions By Hearing God" continues..."Thus,our goal is to avoid being deceived and to develop a listening ear that hears the voice of God with confidence.Our goal is to have such intimacy with God that we can walk in the full blessing of our decisions and be assured that they are not based on our own reasoning alone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord,i seek for clarity in my mind as Your decision comes to me.help me to stay verticsl with You in any and every choices and decisions i have to make.&lt;br /&gt;Help me grow in intimacy with You.Help me to know that life is more than a decision to make,but a closer and closer relationship with You.&lt;br /&gt;Love You so much.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-8509226884664242482?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8509226884664242482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=8509226884664242482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/8509226884664242482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/8509226884664242482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/need-peaceful-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-4355538780858397859</id><published>2008-05-22T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T16:27:22.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz zzz... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish my classroom is one with orchestra intruments and pianoforte/s...instead of computers...&lt;br /&gt;mooooo~~..&lt;br /&gt;listenning to this customer service lecturer...i'm so thankful i'm not studying business.full of politics,i hear this and that complaining different stories but all links to the same old problem and issue...haha.The counselling course doesn't help me much in counselling ppl into better senses...i think i'll be those crazy counsellors who drive people to their graves for better rest from what they've been complaining.That's the purpose of why R.I.P is carved on tomb stones.Though at times i can be quite effective in it. &lt;br /&gt;am missing the touch of musical instruments.er hu...flute...mua~~~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-4355538780858397859?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4355538780858397859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=4355538780858397859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4355538780858397859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4355538780858397859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/zzz-zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1659642061502616752</id><published>2008-05-20T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T01:40:45.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus had a deep talk on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;you may not know how touched i am.but i truely am that i teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though sometimes it's really hard to describe in words,but i think it's a right choice to try expressing it as far as possible.&lt;br /&gt;it's really a relevent conversation that sink deep into me.i love the stories.haha.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.for the prayer and for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone and anyone can be concern with others.But the one who makes the effort makes the difference. =] .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1659642061502616752?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1659642061502616752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1659642061502616752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1659642061502616752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1659642061502616752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/jus-had-deep-talk-on-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-5453954547092754281</id><published>2008-05-18T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:42:20.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's ESS is great.thank God for evrybody in the team.whether alot of little efforts.i'm really thankful of the souls saved.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the newbies walking down during the response time really reminds me of God's grace,mercy and compassion on man.&lt;br /&gt;i was discouraged.really discouraged initially before that.in fact i was tryin hard to concentrate on my ministry when God jus drop me this weird feeling.i have yet to know what is it tryin to tell me in exact.shall not go into much details but i know it impacts me at that time,that brings my heart back.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what,i must continue to work at it.&lt;br /&gt;whether ess or not,the momnetum continues.gotta have faith that God will still touch the hearts.no matter when,no matter where,no matter who.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5453954547092754281?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5453954547092754281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=5453954547092754281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5453954547092754281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5453954547092754281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterdays-ess-is-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1734257426809313275</id><published>2008-05-18T03:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T03:44:26.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't wander too far off.&lt;br /&gt;The Shepherd is lookin for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1734257426809313275?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1734257426809313275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1734257426809313275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1734257426809313275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1734257426809313275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-wander-off-too-far-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1139195318986518856</id><published>2008-05-17T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:20:56.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the midst of everything,i know i'll soon be newly built up.&lt;br /&gt;i'm walkin slow,but that doesn't mean that i'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;i cant see,doesn't mean i'm blind.&lt;br /&gt;my wings are just extricating from an undesirable state,to regain strength.&lt;br /&gt;in Your presence,new feathers grown,and old ones gone.&lt;br /&gt;therefore i don't see it as a bad thing.After recuperation,i can fly higher,&lt;br /&gt;with hopes in higher skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm walking,but i ain't stopping.just not yet flying.&lt;br /&gt;my legs still pushing me on.it's just a temporary work out for it.&lt;br /&gt;so that i may be strong in both of them.Till the needs for recuperation comes in,will be the day the rainbow form in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because : i strongly believe You'll show me the rainbow after the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for this,i lay it down to You.With humility to place it down,in exchange to receive with joy. =] .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1139195318986518856?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1139195318986518856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1139195318986518856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1139195318986518856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1139195318986518856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-midst-of-everythingi-know-ill-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-6978921357567269922</id><published>2008-05-13T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:54:04.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lord,i really love my family,friends,my bros and my sis in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though somtimes challenges and hardship comes in between and results in hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Hurts resulted from unexplainable situation hits and sadden me most.&lt;br /&gt;And clarification is always the hardest step to take.&lt;br /&gt;But it does built a stronger relationship after that,perhaps most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord,i pray that You'll keep them in your presence,whether they have or have yet to acknowlegde You.&lt;br /&gt;i pray You'll look after and guide the ones who're walking the spiritual tough and smooth roads.As they continue to walk forward in the direction of Your guidances and commands. &lt;br /&gt;i pray You'll cover the ones who've not known you with Your mighty hands as You take charge of their future being.And one day they may call unto &lt;br /&gt;Your name whom they truely know is God,our Lord Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord,i want You in my life.Forgive me,have patience with me,Your servant and Your child.Help me not be ignorant to sins but to be as cautious as i should be.&lt;br /&gt;Skill and mould me to work at Your call,command and instructions through the power of the Holy Spirit and Your love in me as You fill me thouroughly.&lt;br /&gt;In my spiritual walk,You'll be the master.take hold of everything that You wants it Your way.But have mercy with me in the consequences to hold.You're the One Judge of the earth,One Father who rules and concern,from the heaven,to the earth,into the depth of the course of universe.You are whom i must take concern of my doings accountable.You are loving,slow to anger.Your love gives a feeling that i don't mind missing a tick of breath to grasp.&lt;br /&gt;God,i want You in my life.All i want is You.and i Love You.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6978921357567269922?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6978921357567269922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;NO.i gotta start exercising instead.hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is the BBQ.erhm,yup it's tomorrow.haha.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for all the cfms...waiting waiting waiting~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...after some time of thinking,i think for the past 2 weeks,the effort is not wasted,though i cant deny it's abit fatiguing.&lt;br /&gt;I get to work with ppl of X2 campuses,and NS.they are great peeeps for me to work with,to learn from,to have fun with.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Learning about SOUND~! weeee~! &lt;br /&gt;Initially i thought we're just gonna learn about the setting up of instruments.But who knows,we get to learn about the sound system instead,quite in detailed.thank God for steven.richie and richard look so serious during the training.jia sheng so steady...aye seh...experienced leh.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;The outcome is not really important now,but what matters to me most is the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The committee had worked so hard.Thank God for them.&lt;br /&gt;And yes,the momentum of SOWing,Outreaching to the ppl,doin a part in saving souls should still remain.i really enjoy this process so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst and midst of everything,i'm thinking of thanksgiving.To God,He is faithful.You really deserve all the praise!&lt;br /&gt;to those dear ones in my life,you know what,i still love you,you ppl are still in my mind in and out.Though sometimes busy-ness really makes me neglect u sub-consciously.whatever it is,we shall catch up soon!i miss those meals,those life sharing chats,those jokes we used to laugh at.So much of memories for recollection.haha!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;looking forward to tomorrow's bbq. =] .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1042815950141167785?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-5361813476739382342</id><published>2008-05-05T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:09:03.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will be rushing for so many things.&lt;br /&gt;imagine i've got only 15 mins per song...i'll be strangled if my part goes wrong.haha!&lt;br /&gt;the thought of having a keyboard comes to me every single time this thing happen.as in rushing of music pieces,and stuffs.If only i can spend my whole night on the keys without disturbing others.muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Had equipment training.i thought i'll only learn how to set up the instruments...i cant imagine for the whole few hours we're being trained on using sound mixer and amps.There's so many things in sound to learn and be discovered.i think after this night the sound mixer in my class gonna look like a baby sound mixer. =_= '' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,i really can't do much.全靠你了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't find a need to provide better service,don't ever think of improving.&lt;br /&gt;+Spirit of Excellence+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5361813476739382342?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5361813476739382342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=5361813476739382342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5361813476739382342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5361813476739382342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/will-be-rushing-for-so-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-5044767850430971450</id><published>2008-05-03T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:54:11.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is such a tight day for me.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed back for video-ing after prayer meet today.NS guys are good in quick responding.NYP-ians are hyper and cute.haha!!Really thank God for them to have stayed for interview even after a long day.&lt;br /&gt;Before prayer meet was hanging around in the soundboard at the front of house.Anyways,in between after usher and prayer meet i doesn't have much time for dinner.So jia sheng taught me some skills on the sound board.I'm kind of fascinated at the sight of it.i've been wanting to learn it for so long,till recently my module start to include using sound board,and jia sheng teach me deeper into it.Am so tempted to join sound...esp. when i realise i ain't learning much in my current one.i've been wasting my time by dragging myself to make a decision,but there's just this thought that hinder me.&lt;br /&gt;prayer meet 'awaken' me.It seems like a wake up call.haha.&lt;br /&gt;personally i enjoy prayer meet.i wonder how people can reject turning up for such refershing moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna hug my boaster and bump on my bed.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5044767850430971450?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5044767850430971450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=5044767850430971450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5044767850430971450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5044767850430971450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-is-such-tight-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-5478839996404697321</id><published>2008-05-01T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T03:31:58.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so cool to wrk with RP people.can't wait but to blog this encounter down.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for Andrew for gathering his people in such a short period of time given.Went to their campus today for interview and videoing,and i should say i really had a good chance to mingle with them,knowing their life in school,understanding their education system(Problem solving learning system).The guys were playing biblepoly(something like monopoly) in the chill-out cafe located in the library,the ladies having cg in classroom.To my amazement,there's 2 piano in the library free for any students' use!!! SO COOL! i'm jus melted by the sight of everything. When will it be my cg's turn to have full fledge cg in ite campus...soon lah okie.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Nehe was bringing me around the campus for good shorts.but sadly the weak evening daylight isn't strong enough to bring out the artistic perspective of the glassy buildings of RP.In fact the lighting ain't good for very nice and viewable shots.therefore changed target to shooting indoor.&lt;br /&gt;Michael,daphne,michelle are really interesting people.good time laughing with them.Chun kwee(david) played a part too.the super enthu people.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Shareen and andrew acc me for dinner,so sweet of them.what a rare yet fruitful opportunity to work with people of different campus.This's wat i love to do.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to visiting and video-ing NYP,and of course,my own campus.haha.&lt;br /&gt;God's grace,that i have the energy to sustain for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good catch up chat with a pig on msn too.LOL! :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;許雅涵-talented kid.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...i'm melting...&lt;br /&gt;can look for her vids in youtube if u're somebody who appreciate music.tired to upload here.haha.enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5478839996404697321?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5478839996404697321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=5478839996404697321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5478839996404697321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5478839996404697321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-cool-to-wrk-with-rp-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-4202794440934361064</id><published>2008-04-29T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:45:01.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh...looking at the schedule...guess my viwawa and my blog gonna rust for the rest of the wk...sobs.all thanks to my "so available" class schedule...lousy.Boo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very thoughtful of ace to include me in the video...guess it'll really help/benefit me in a way or another at the same time. :0 .&lt;br /&gt;muahaha...it's gonna be so fun so fun so fun...but before that...planning comes in first...&lt;br /&gt;the Words,the songs,videoing,pianoing,guitaring,follow upings...etc.i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=learning to be thankful yet not complacent=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-4202794440934361064?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4202794440934361064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=4202794440934361064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4202794440934361064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4202794440934361064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-7868025578018320154</id><published>2008-04-24T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T02:00:31.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just hope...&lt;br /&gt;that since it's a past,then just let it pass.&lt;br /&gt;for me,and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having this history,being held there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;but tat's long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;before u realise u've missed me out of your counselling list,&lt;br /&gt;i'm already out of the needed ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys need not guess wat i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;jus need to know i can be strong to overcome it.&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;God,deliver me away from all these.Take it from me.&lt;br /&gt;and i know i wont be stoned with judgement.unless there is another than the One without sin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7868025578018320154?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7868025578018320154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=7868025578018320154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7868025578018320154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7868025578018320154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-just-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-2975990177134795192</id><published>2008-04-21T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T11:01:45.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is this true,and it's really happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or...is that jus another devil's trick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cruel are the facts and reality,no matter where u are,no matter where u belong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all goes back to human's carnal nature monster which is sub-consciously being let out of the prison of the heart.Creating havoc to celebrate it's freedom after years of being held captive,of being in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i like that too.can it be suppressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it belongs to the dark.it shouldn't have been alive at all.&lt;br /&gt;It shall be dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2975990177134795192?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2975990177134795192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2975990177134795192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2975990177134795192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2975990177134795192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/is-this-trueand-its-really-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-5060754815551510852</id><published>2008-04-17T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T01:20:56.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've spent a whole day sneezing,half a day coughing.And now i'm still half alive.Still zealous for God!&lt;br /&gt;used up 7 packs of tissue...now is the eigth i'm using.*Aachoo!*&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if someone who uses tissues like me get an environmental award.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only the 3rd day of sch and excitments going around...&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,You're taking over!&lt;br /&gt;Have Your Ways In me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5060754815551510852?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5060754815551510852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=5060754815551510852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5060754815551510852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5060754815551510852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ive-spent-whole-day-sneezinghalf-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-8090402377657756234</id><published>2008-04-14T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:36:30.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Call her an intellectual extrovert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two person,yet one thinking.&lt;br /&gt;It's vivid in my mind,how this buddy-ship was built.&lt;br /&gt;And it's usually at the call of the dawn that marks the end of our talks.Tired,yet with the sense of accomplishment of getting known and be known deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lesson,two benefits.&lt;br /&gt;She helped me realise that this gifting is not only,and can only be used at where the lights scorch,where glimmering eyes hold u stiff,yet waver the souls of the obdurate ones.&lt;br /&gt;But at where the sun dimmly peeked through,where an action impacts one,and touch the other's life.And both learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long of it,i appreciate every bit of the sweet encounters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-8090402377657756234?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8090402377657756234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=8090402377657756234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/8090402377657756234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/8090402377657756234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/call-her-intellectual-extrovert.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1900854327835885000</id><published>2008-04-13T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T17:57:34.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Be &lt;em&gt;Sure&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be &lt;strong&gt;Assured&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1900854327835885000?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1900854327835885000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1900854327835885000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1900854327835885000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1900854327835885000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/be-sure.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-7693217473378811181</id><published>2008-04-13T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T01:27:21.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm challenged,i'm burdened,i'm on fire.&lt;br /&gt;i need some ice to cool me off abit now before i burn myself...argh~&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the start of school is getting nearer and nearer...&lt;br /&gt;JModel X2150!!!&lt;br /&gt;The 100 ppl vision,here i come!!!&lt;br /&gt;mini SS! cool,can u imagine? can we imagine?&lt;br /&gt;if u cant,jus break it and you'll see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,do whatever that u can do with me!take hold of me,reign in me,just be in me and everything can be done!i need to do well in all my ministries...acedemic is also part of my ministry...to do well to be salt and light...i need a more focus and God-lead year in this campus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desire.yearn for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my image...i'm 'inspired' to do something abt it.haha.my pyong dae buddy gonna help me in it...kerlyn too...hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7693217473378811181?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7693217473378811181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=7693217473378811181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7693217473378811181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7693217473378811181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-challengedim-burdenedim-on-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-2478854273843911717</id><published>2008-04-11T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T03:00:15.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>got my new time table...arh~nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep having the impression that unit meet is at jacob's place when it's at amk ministry...whatever that i plan includes that travelling time to jacob's place...haha.Trying to keep reminding myself that unit meet is only at AMK~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy with my new notebook.simple and practical.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2478854273843911717?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2478854273843911717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2478854273843911717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2478854273843911717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2478854273843911717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/got-my-new-time-table.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-2412611876969272242</id><published>2008-04-09T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:27:32.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came across this in a forwarded mail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zIV4vvj9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/vzyk5ZgG7Tw/s1600-h/ATT00001"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zIV4vvj9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/vzyk5ZgG7Tw/s200/ATT00001" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187241149159411666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zIlovvj-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/2CuOuKPxqdo/s1600-h/ATT00002"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zIlovvj-I/AAAAAAAAAPI/2CuOuKPxqdo/s200/ATT00002" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187241419742351330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zIl4vvj_I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/EB4mgFZ7fCU/s1600-h/ATT00003"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zIl4vvj_I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/EB4mgFZ7fCU/s200/ATT00003" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187241424037318642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zImIvvkAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/izj_PU0fz6E/s1600-h/ATT00004"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zImIvvkAI/AAAAAAAAAPY/izj_PU0fz6E/s200/ATT00004" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187241428332285954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zImYvvkBI/AAAAAAAAAPg/YA42GzrF40Y/s1600-h/ATT00005"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zImYvvkBI/AAAAAAAAAPg/YA42GzrF40Y/s200/ATT00005" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187241432627253266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zImovvkCI/AAAAAAAAAPo/RBPXIr_LY_M/s1600-h/ATT00006"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zImovvkCI/AAAAAAAAAPo/RBPXIr_LY_M/s200/ATT00006" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187241436922220578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am very disturbed by this series of images of this little boy being punished in such cruel way...&lt;br /&gt;for thousands of years,brutality has been haunting the world.And for thousands of years,God has been wanting people to love and to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;From Jesus's cruxification till now,brutal punishment still exist,and not all have learnt the crux of love afterall.There're still people being ignorant of God's real love.The world change as God's way of educating the people changes.From bringing wrath upon the unrighteous ones[old testiments] to bringing Jesus on the cross to die for our sins,ressurect from death and bringing victory and forgiveness into our lives,the intructions/way of loving have long ago changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It strucks a burden in me...burden to let people know of God's love,&lt;br /&gt;all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the images above strucks emotions in you,you should know of how Jesus was being cruxified for forgiveness from you and my sins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repent,for the kingdom of heaven is near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2412611876969272242?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2412611876969272242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2412611876969272242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2412611876969272242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2412611876969272242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/came-across-this-in-forwarded-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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/_Op57gZOdWSk/R_zIV4vvj9I/AAAAAAAAAPA/vzyk5ZgG7Tw/s72-c/ATT00001' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-355532229998184467</id><published>2008-04-01T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T16:35:57.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>almost lost my bible...gosh...cant live without it...really worryin abt it almost the whole nite.Thank God for ace.Actually i din know how come i'll ask if she've seen my stuffs also...maybe prompted to do tat,perhaps out of desperation as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arete has ended.&lt;br /&gt;Really reluctant to realise that it has ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really quality camp.God has been faithful in answering prayers for biblical request.i request of Him for His voice and word of wisdom to come,various kind of knowledge and breakthrough that i have desire to learn and understand for extending His kingdom and building better quality in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even challenge/s come during the camp.It either break me or build me.Just as it was breaking me,God build me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be imparted with positive spirit by biblical and strong leaders/people of God.Allow me to catch the spirit of being so zealous in everything that is done for You and for Your glory that the people may see my heart and be influenced to serve fervently together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord,annoint me to do your great works as You heard these prayers.Have mercy on me for my sins that have go against your righteous ways.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be holy.Set me apart for Your use.&lt;br /&gt;With humility before You,You can make me more than who i am.&lt;br /&gt;yes,i believe in You.Work in me.&lt;br /&gt;Love You Lord~!&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-355532229998184467?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/355532229998184467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=355532229998184467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/355532229998184467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/355532229998184467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/almost-lost-my-bible.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-3583793976853029643</id><published>2008-03-29T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T04:44:36.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day of camp is...great.&lt;br /&gt;God speaks.&lt;br /&gt;Speak about&lt;br /&gt;-Serving others,regardless of whether you are being placed in charge of it&lt;br /&gt;-Pray for a cleansed heart[repentance of sins,walking in His righteousness] to be before God,to be used by Him fully.Holy Spirit has been guiding me in intensive prayers in this area even before this camp started.So during the camp as it is mentioned,i'm stunned.&lt;br /&gt;-Vision,100 can come anytime from now&lt;br /&gt;-Circumstances fade away when the Spirit dwell and work in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson is understandable,Pastor Jasmine is hilarious today.fantastic preaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first experience in playin praise.Fantastic,though there's a lil' problem with the M while using effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PGT is even great! DI's performance is out of my expectation.It's Holy Spirit led as i play the keys.The melody's impromptu.Music,MMT presentation,drama.Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poly/DI really have talents.we DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,i'm looking forward for more from You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping now.it's 4 plus.haha.i have a really good time fellowshipping with Joleen,clicking and sharing life.and of course with some of the other girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-3583793976853029643?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3583793976853029643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=3583793976853029643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3583793976853029643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3583793976853029643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-day-of-camp-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-416919228871462959</id><published>2008-03-11T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:46:25.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weather is pretty cooling these few days.&lt;br /&gt;It's not just a good weather to sleep.In fact i didn't really fall into the state of hibernation with the weather.But guess it's good to use the weather to Think.It's easier for me not to rush into matters when working in a cooling environment.Help me take time to reflect and think deeper.&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting on a slightly slower pace recently.haha.&lt;br /&gt;A good time to prepare myself before things gets faster.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting more excited as the days draw nearer to Arete.&lt;br /&gt;Am expecting more than before.&lt;br /&gt;Not expecting for better facilities or stuffs like that,the facilities can't be any better than Downtown[thank God for the camp comm. people.And whoever is the wise person who planned it to be in Downtown east.haha!].But in terms of expecting more from myself in absorbing the learnings in the camp.&lt;br /&gt;Really pray to have the curiousity and the fresh feeling like when i'm still a new believer,attending my first camp,at the very same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to learn more,and to try out things i've never done before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,i can never stop getting knowledge from You.Everytime there's something for me to learn.Allow my mind and heart to be open for new knowledge and rhema words from You each and everytime You speak.Take me deeper.&lt;br /&gt;Love You always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Everything[biblical] has the need to go deeper=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-416919228871462959?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/416919228871462959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=416919228871462959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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fell,and start yelling and wailing.Many started looking at him before his mom hurried to pick him up,trying to comfort him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another boy,he too ran as his mother bring him out for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;Similarly,he fell not long after,ending up with the same level of injury as the boy in the above situation.But this time round,he stared at the ground for a little moment,and soon stand up again by himself without creating much commotion.&lt;br /&gt;With this,not even his mom realise he'd fell down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally,i find that i'll probably admire the boy stated in the second situation.&lt;br /&gt;His reaction reflects strong and independent characteristic in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'll find the boy in the first situation rather irritating.&lt;br /&gt;His reaction reflects a rather weak and negetive characteristic in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this example doesn't just apply to small kids like that.&lt;br /&gt;There're grown-ups who,had setbacks in their life,and have tendency of getting comfort and attention from many,developing self-pityness.&lt;br /&gt;There're another category of people who climb up after the shock,and continue in the journey.Though limping,but still moving forward till the injury is gone by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to imply that we shouldn't love/care for the people around us of course.As certainly there's a difference between caring and providing too much attention for one.But,which boy,do u think is able to change your point of view to a more optimistic one? And which characteristic of a boy do u think you will want to posses in you,in a life that's full of challenges?&lt;br /&gt;How much time do you have for you to wail over a setback?&lt;br /&gt;How much time do you have for people to comfort you?&lt;br /&gt;The earth won't stop over for one.&lt;br /&gt;But one have the get on with the movement of the earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-3258261699820893966?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3258261699820893966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=3258261699820893966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u name this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,my romance with You shall continue. =) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a poem for You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart so wide that i can't understand&lt;br /&gt;A love so deep that i can't fathom&lt;br /&gt;My saviour,&lt;br /&gt;my sins had caused your death.&lt;br /&gt;But 3 days passed and once again You stand.&lt;br /&gt;I know You're here even when the earth end&lt;br /&gt;My Lord,i'll never leave You again.&lt;br /&gt;End of times,&lt;br /&gt;at Your throne i shall dance&lt;br /&gt;For my shepherd have not leave me once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From:Your child whom you know have written this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sincerely Yours :) .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7505638577230919366?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-5924110818403417770</id><published>2008-02-28T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T12:55:53.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To have salvation,or condemnation?&lt;br /&gt;You'll see how skillful satan is in tempting.&lt;br /&gt;He tempts with things that people need/want.&lt;br /&gt;But ultimately,the decision is not with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before playng the video,u may pause the music on the last section of the right hand side border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrKnhOJ-R80&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrKnhOJ-R80&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5924110818403417770?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5924110818403417770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=5924110818403417770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5924110818403417770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/5924110818403417770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-have-salvationor-condemnation.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1546350831591365070</id><published>2008-02-27T07:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T15:14:22.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been alot of happenings recently.But soon i'll have lotsa time...am waiting for hols...may blog in details then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprises and challenges have been surrounding my life.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good choice to choose to expect more in a new age starter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practising keys&lt;br /&gt;dance for appreciation night(kinda last minute,but i luv the challenge)&lt;br /&gt;exam/tests/projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choosing song,choreographing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to work with people whom i don't know.Pray that something nice will be the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,go ahead and continue to use me...don't stand on ceremony.ha.&lt;br /&gt;Help me to focus on what is to be done too. :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am looking forward to Arete!!&lt;br /&gt;Expecting to learn more,to experience more,to grow in relationship with You,etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+a clean vessel+&lt;br /&gt;Your whispering voice is so sweet. :) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1546350831591365070?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1546350831591365070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally...i declare my twentieth today.&lt;br /&gt;Excited of what's to come for my age starting with digit *2*. :) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6875897535797510643?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6875897535797510643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6875897535797510643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6875897535797510643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6875897535797510643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-7396901264619081339</id><published>2008-02-11T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T17:30:10.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>third day of new yr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still saving for something i like...it's also a gd investment.eh hehe.&lt;br /&gt;but firstly...120 for camp fee...heart is dripping blood...心疼.haha.But i believe what i'm going to learn/experience/enjoy in the camp gonna worth more than that.Gonna be at the same place as when i first attended church/tetiary camp.But the people i get along with gonna be different...so m stickin' back to one of the objective that i set during the very first poly/DI camp i attended. wEee~!excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every yr's 初三 is a day i kinda enjoy.It's a previlage to be born on one of the chinese new yr day...cos there's ang bao...hee.Adrelia and aunty Gwen gave me gifts...dark chocs and stuffs...all time favourites.Adrelia,i know ya readin my blog...haha.thx gal.Adrelia is my cute lil' cousin by the way.hhee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greatest gift of the day...will be God's msg for me.It's priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise of the day: 枚桦's cny card. 虽然文笔潦草[哈哈],但每个字里都带来一种温馨的感觉.用华文写出具有含义的卡,给对方带来的感觉的确与众不同.有时候,反而是简单的举动令我感到最感动,开心.&lt;br /&gt;枚桦，谢谢你的鼓励.很多时候,对我来说,要坦率地分享一些生活中不愉快的事物,的确是一件不容易的事.但很多时候,你都能很有办法的开导我.所以,也谢谢这一路来,能有你这个好朋友,好知己,的爱护,支持与鼓励陪伴着我.能和你一起效劳神,也是一种福气(blessing).致你在卡里边所说的话,Amen. =) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-6379844647811697443</id><published>2008-01-25T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T16:03:02.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was upset with something that happened today...it's kinda disappointment with people.but through this,realised that actually if i jus choose to think in a better way,things can get better easily.It's not abt who're the people who's around you or what they did that determines what you think.they can indeed do something unkind.but how much you wanna think about it or let it affect you,it's not their choice.Sometimes i find it may require someone to put down that little bit of pride jus to forgive someone else who've done wrong.whether in the wrong or not,jus have to take that extra step to get things going.there's not much fairness going around in this world.But at the end of the day,justice will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God for this lesson learnt. =) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6379844647811697443?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6379844647811697443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6379844647811697443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6379844647811697443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6379844647811697443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/was-upset-with-something-that-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-2228279781154684347</id><published>2008-01-18T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T07:39:28.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's very early in the morning.6 plus almost to 7am,and i'm in sc room.The silence is indescribable though there's still less than a handful of people here.But when i plug in the mp3 with jazz songs,well,the atmosphere is a thousand yards different.&lt;br /&gt;Think everybody is suffering the post effect of yesterday's tiredness.It's a 'balance brought down' to today.&lt;br /&gt;throughout tis wk...the latest time i reach sch is 8.30am.the latest time i end sch is 9.30pm.The average time i gotta be awake is 5am.The average slping hours for the 5 days was 2.5-3hrs per day.It's a physical stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chance to berakthrough in singing a different genre of song recently...i'm still exploring in it for now.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Renewal of strength from God=&lt;br /&gt;In Him i shall shall not be weak but gain strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2228279781154684347?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2228279781154684347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2228279781154684347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2228279781154684347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2228279781154684347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-very-early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-2239344746381967338</id><published>2008-01-16T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T09:46:21.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feeling sluggish in class now...it's like...everything's in slow motion...&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad that monday[yesterday] was over.Spent over 12 solid hrs in sch!!was yuckily hectic,but i count it quite fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;had a short fruitful break with kel and chen.funny and crazy people ah[the originality of DI-ian supposedly]..ha.&lt;br /&gt;tiring day...post effect from yesterday...*yawn*.shall go back early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Proverb-ing=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2239344746381967338?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2239344746381967338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2239344746381967338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2239344746381967338'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;got lots of pic to blog.from X'mas to new year to...some pics i took.&lt;br /&gt;blog soon blog soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall blog wat God spoke soon.after all tat i'm supposed to do and accomplish..in rememberance of His words for me.When times are down,one of the best thing to do is to recap God's words for you.And one good way is blogging all good things down.Testimonies,words from Him,experiences,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank Him,Praise Him.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord of heaven and earth.&lt;br /&gt;With all that u have and all you're equiped with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be biblical.be spiritual.be trained and skilled.&lt;br /&gt;=1 Chronicles 25:7=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6286234074258113771?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-7256773585364650882</id><published>2008-01-03T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:50:49.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Great musicians are those who know and understands what they are playing,the story behind the piece.Same goes to P&amp;W.Playing with deep understanding of the lyrics.&lt;- one of my new year resolution is to be such pianist.almost there.? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing Part 1 of "Tchaikovsky Piano Concerto No. 1".&lt;br /&gt;Performed by &lt;br /&gt;Pianist : Lang Lang&lt;br /&gt;Conductor : Simon Rattle&lt;br /&gt;Ochestra : Berliner Philharmoniker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w5Fwi794qGs&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" 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still does come,just that it don't come in such a bad and hopeless approach with Christ in us.This year have not been such a smooth sailing one compared to the last.Experienced long period of struggles in various areas this year.Thoughts of giving up came quite often,but refused to let it work on me.tried various and all kind of ways to keep myself on.I've never experienced it since conversion.Or perhaps it did but i didn't notice.Lots of changes to adapt to.Some changes suit my preferences,whereas the others,vice versa.When it don't,independence and reliance comes in.Though not seeking other's help,but reliance on God.&lt;br /&gt;Am not sure if that's healthy but,it's a habit i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,thank God for the completion of my 2007 new year resolution.Still remembered on the first morning of 2007,a handful of us[DI-ians] gathered in one of the room of Jessa'a house to do QT,and to pray for new year resolution.Was leading in prayer,asking for everyone's resolution so that i may be able to pray for them,as we were thinking,that's when God spoke of personal resolution.i'm thankful that the resolution is not of my own but God's,so that it may be complete as i walk with Him,and continue to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly,thank God for giving me an environment to grow.The environment is not condusive for comfort zone,but condusive for learning and growing.And also giving me a personal environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth,thank God for the best X'mas gift i ever had,that's conversions.Nothing can be used to describe such joy.Seeing this friend in X'mas service,laughing at the drama,following the lines of christmas songs and p&amp;amp;w,curiously flipping my bible to look for the bible verses during sermon,crossing the line of faith.I can only smile,give thanks,and treasure this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth,thank God for the Christmas sales. Without Jesus,there wont be Christ-mas.Without Christmas,there's won't be celebration.without celebration,there won't be sales,without sales,i won't be able to get my fav brand stuffs,at lower price.But definitely i'm not tryin to imply that sales is that important or such a main thing in this season.&lt;br /&gt;There's only a One and only reason,a main purpose for CHRISTmas. That is,the celebration of the birth of Jesus,the remembrance of the one who payed for all of our sins,to whole of the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Here goes 2007,there comes 2008.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-627984273245906450?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/627984273245906450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=627984273245906450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/627984273245906450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/627984273245906450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-have-so-much-to-give-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-4679318644115161748</id><published>2007-12-18T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:27:46.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The WARLORDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145343936162648754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/R2fvDHovUrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Eaqq2NvMYUQ/s400/The+Warlords.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well.it's a nice movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;surprisingly i don't really find it violent,but am observing every single value taught in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;some interesting content in the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.one of the soldier said tat...There's once this man call Jesus.and He fed 5000 with 5 loaves and 3 pigs...[i wonder where the 3 little pigs come from...i thought it's 2 fishes?haha.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2.character 莲生 said tat cross is used to 保平安的.God is omni-presence.not in the cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love how the whole story is being brought out through the relationship of brotherhood.it portray the cruelity and realistic of war pretty well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Warlords.a must watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-4679318644115161748?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4679318644115161748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=4679318644115161748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4679318644115161748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4679318644115161748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/warlords-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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/_Op57gZOdWSk/R2fvDHovUrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Eaqq2NvMYUQ/s72-c/The+Warlords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-2109219800822541921</id><published>2007-12-14T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T03:02:26.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as long as today,God place me in DI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be called a DI-ian.&lt;br /&gt;with utmost ability,i will work towards the mission of DI[ITE service].&lt;br /&gt;i will declare i am the child of God.&lt;br /&gt;i will love all that's within DI[will try to love all tat's beyond DI as well].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with His love and strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the environment and behaviour of man will not determine my belonging and commitment in DI.&lt;br /&gt;For it is not man who created DI. God did it.&lt;br /&gt;He created it,we preserve it.&lt;br /&gt;He works on it,we persevere on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honoured to be a DI-ian. Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Once a DI-ian,you'll always be one=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:~Inspired for spurring motivation and self-reflection purposes.Strictly not for condemnation.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2109219800822541921?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2109219800822541921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2109219800822541921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2109219800822541921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2109219800822541921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-long-as-todaygod-place-me-in-di.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1227545641448282367</id><published>2007-12-13T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T12:05:22.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Think Deeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1227545641448282367?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1227545641448282367/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-755329077000837877</id><published>2007-12-08T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T03:25:00.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watched "The Enchanted" today...it's suppose to be a boring movie to me...but the thing which stick my eyes to the screen is the music...it's kinda..."musical".haha.&lt;br /&gt;The piano part in one of the soundtrack is...woah...EnChAnTiNg.haha.the whole track is neatly and well performed by a full ochestra and a piano in one of the part.It's &lt;br /&gt;3am now,peaceful night,listening to this piece of orchestra-performed music...the feeling is...kinda heavenly.haha.This's one of the thing i enjoy doing most.of course,the music gotta be ears-catching,or else it'll be driving me to bed instead of helping me enjoy and relax in the still quiet nite.wonder if there's anybody who share such a weird liking...stayin up late,listening to orchstra/jazz/worship songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,my majesty.When can i ever have the honour to compose/play such beautiful music for u..? +requested by a simple heart+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.You.Always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-755329077000837877?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/755329077000837877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=755329077000837877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/755329077000837877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/755329077000837877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/watched-enchanted-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-2375684391638228188</id><published>2007-12-07T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T01:34:45.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven been feeling well these few days...sore throat,fever,giddy head...perhaps something to do wif the weather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had test on tues...think the wordings dun really blend well with the background...aiya.dunno wat the teacher think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed...chris(my assistant teacher)...bcos of tat qn i asked her-[what talent do u have?].she seemed to be 'awaken',and inspired.and wanna learn guitar.jay chou's song somemore.so decided to ask glenn for help.i din know a question can impact someone so much..? see her learn guit...so funny,perhaps a lil' cute.haha.glad tat my guit strings' finally changed,after dunno how many decades.ha.it sounds beautiful now.&lt;br /&gt;*38.5 degrees on my head*.i slept after bathing.shall wake up early instead to do wat i should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up...dizzy.today is theory test...天啊.roughly flip through...cant concentrate much either.went to sch...see chris...chat abit...the questions gave me question mark...try to figure some of it out with a lil' impression.*headache*.after test...saw chris markin the papers.so fast loh.make me so gan chiong...after tat she told me i pass...guess wat,half the class fail the paper.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.not bcos half the class fail the paper k,but bcos out of the many,i manage to pass.still remember the prayer that i've prayed,and a sister in usher team have prayed for me.looking at the situation,not feeling well,not able to concentrate,haven seen what had appeared in the paper before,i could had easily not pass..&lt;br /&gt;BUT,Prayer changes things.whatever the situation or circumstances,it really does.&lt;br /&gt;[whatever God will take charge,He will take charge.] tat's true.praise God for that.&lt;br /&gt;   goin to bed...body still givin me a little prob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2375684391638228188?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2375684391638228188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2375684391638228188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2375684391638228188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2375684391638228188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/haven-been-feeling-well-these-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-659286374769188566</id><published>2007-12-06T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T22:06:51.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hebrews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning to be obedient.learning to turn away from what You do not want me to fall into.learning to endure hardship as discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;all tat i've gone through is not going to be wasted.&lt;br /&gt;it's a process of growing up.&lt;br /&gt;still growing up.&lt;br /&gt;one day i gonna see myself mature in walkin in Your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Your guidances,my obedience=&lt;br /&gt;+X'mas.Harvest+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-659286374769188566?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/659286374769188566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=659286374769188566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/659286374769188566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/659286374769188566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/hebrews.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-4731935978665488262</id><published>2007-12-04T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T01:25:41.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These few days've been a quite busy one.&lt;br /&gt;sunday...cant imagine i can have such a fruitful time by running a marathon despite kanna ps in the morning.well,it cant be better.but bad thing of the day is tat...i really cant find my hard disk,and have to spend mostly of my day to do the projects.blame myself for not being a frequent back-uper.brooding~brooding~brooding~.&lt;br /&gt;my hard disk lies over the ocean~my hard disk lies over the sea~my hard disk lies over the ocean~so bring back my hard disk to me~bring back~oh bring back~oh bring back my hard disk to me,to me~bing back~oh bring back~oh bring back my hard disk to me~.&lt;br /&gt;there must be a reason why i lost it...but i jus cant help thinking abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday...whole body aching from yesterday's 10km Standard Chartered run.sch~tml is test eh...i'm still abit confuse wif that In Deisgn blood dunno wat.decided to look up for mh personally,to hand her the lappy...erhm...in hope to have abit of fellowship as well actually,honestly.haha.have abit of life sharing...she seems to know my concerns...this dearie buddy of mine nv fails to encourage and to guide me to do the right thing,to walk right with God.had some laughter during dinner.nth can be more entertaining than placing mei hwa and jey together.hahahha.met up wif another buddy...went to buy stuffs,chat...and went home.and realise my home have wireless.dad got me wireless modem. i may lost my hard disk...but God blessed me with the wireless network through dad.thanks,heavenly daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues...test.we not gonna start hols early tis time round i guess...ha.&lt;br /&gt;starting to accept the fact tat i really lost touch of my HD...if only i can call my HD to see where is it.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Strength will rise as i wait upon the Lord.Be joyful in serving,in all circumstances. ^^ .=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-15292194.post-2432960037597730851</id><published>2007-12-01T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T02:45:57.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realise the importance of maturity when i see how certain kind of immtaurity can test me in my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry tribe~~~how far can someone go without accepting some comments in life..?&lt;br /&gt;                   how far can someone go without having some evaluation on self &lt;br /&gt;                   (though  at times can be cruel).Facts are harsh sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;                   how far can someone go without accepting kind reminders from your&lt;br /&gt;                   friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+Be Sensible+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the first time i'm serving as usher in the Prayer meet event.Was abit blur at first,cos i've never handled such crowd before,and i find it a pai seh thing to ask ppl to shift,and stuffs,but got used to it pretty soon.Enjoy working wif today's team leaders,co-oprate quite well.Prayer before the start of serving every ministry is vital for a fruitful outcome.Serve,yet not forgetting to be edified,to be spoken to,and to be refreshed by God.There're situation here and there,but eventually,everything runs well.Love praying prayers lead by the Spirit.For God know best what i need,and what others need.&lt;br /&gt;Have learnt to treasure every role that we played in.remembered someone affirm me in area of serving in the past..i replied that it's jus a small and backstage role,and the reply is:you know something?We are all equal with different responsibilities,upfront or backstage,we all matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,all the roles we're serving matters to God.&lt;br /&gt;Serve with the attitude of servanthood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2432960037597730851?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2432960037597730851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2432960037597730851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2432960037597730851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2432960037597730851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-realise-importance-of-maturity-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-4787879537830147223</id><published>2007-11-30T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:14:24.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the purposes are getting clearer.&lt;br /&gt;Each purpose behind every role in my life is getting clearer each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My actual role in Student council has been revealed to me more and more these 1-2wks,after enduring for almost 7 months.&lt;br /&gt;Not that my security is placed on the position given to me,but my relationship with others is the most important factor that prove something to me.Everything happen jus in one week.I was thinking why do i spend so much time doing certain things without knowing the reason behind initially,and how much more time do i need to waste before really coming to know whether i'm suppose to be doing wat i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;I come to realise i'm really impatient.Once i know something is planned for me,i expect immediate signs telling me:Yes,this's wat u are suppose to do. Or else as time pass,my morale start to drop,i'll try means to get myself out of it instead of persevering on to see something happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be patient,in order to be used by God to the Fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Abraham go out to the land as God asked him to,without knowing the very final destination of his life there,He went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...God can actually do alot in this little me,but many of a time,am i allowing God to work through me thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Dearest God,humble me to help me know you're the greatest.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-4787879537830147223?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4787879537830147223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>有些东西,不属于你,你永远得不到.以前等不到,现在得不到,以后也未能得尝所愿.&lt;br /&gt;何须强求? 违背所策? 为人所难?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些东西,必须归你所有.不用等,不用急,不用逃.&lt;br /&gt;自然不隐而露.摊开眼前.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不用多问人生意义何在.只要简单,便明了.&lt;br /&gt;不求甚解,遵照上帝指示,必能走到理想终点.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;终&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2485628460677706111?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2485628460677706111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2485628460677706111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2485628460677706111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2485628460677706111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1721942290228421411</id><published>2007-11-23T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T03:21:26.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>三思而行.是谨慎,还是负担?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1721942290228421411?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1721942290228421411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1721942290228421411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1721942290228421411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1721942290228421411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-3321477951624675018</id><published>2007-11-12T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T01:16:39.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog is quite dry recently...lack of something that has to do with daily living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall start with an entry,in rememberance of my dear uncle.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,saturday SS,in the midst of the sermon,i was reminded of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day[Wednesday]&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful morning today.i'm walking to the bus stop,and i'm quite sure i'm gonna enjoy a fruitful day ahead when i receive the fateful call informing the death of him.i spent a great deal of effort for the rest of the day in sch suppressing my tears.Had rehearsal for the investiture in sch,but excused myself halfway through.i get to see how concerned is the president of sc,but it's a waste he's stepping down soon.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed down to sembawang.Heard of the whole process of his death,am still sad,over the lost and gone soul,but not over the physical death.death caused by cancer is really...haiz.i haven't get to see him.this's the final regret.was asked to help out.to be the 'finance minister' there.it's the only role which i can help out yet not involved in any ritual stuffs.whether i'm allowed or not,i'm not sure.there's always this confusion in chinese tradition funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day[Thursday]&lt;br /&gt;back to the multi-purpose shelter where the wake is held.get to talk to pearlyn[a cousin whom i haven met for quite sometime].shared Christ to her.So she asked me how i get to become a christian.so i furthermore shared a testimony.she seems open to it.but responded that it's not time yet due to certain reason.prayfully this un-ripe time wont last too long.life is fragile and unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day[Friday]&lt;br /&gt;i manage to catch some breathe outside,but not for long,and not really in the mood to.was thinking which nite to stay over...fri or sat.was thinking sat will be quite a long day,gonna be tired,so wanted to choose fri.but knowing i have SS to attend...lisa and karen jie adviced me sayin...better choose tml to stay...if not tomorrow u pray until fall aslp.though not a christian,but they're kinda understanding.went home after helpin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th day[Saturday]&lt;br /&gt;abit worried.quite afraid that i'll be affected.Today is my turn to serve in usher.Though tired,but tried not to bring the mood in.prayed before enterin the 'teritory' of nexus.indeed i manage to bring a smile in,though with abit of yawning.something/some ppl to thank abt.&lt;br /&gt;during sermon,Pastor Jas shared abt the death of her uncle,leadin the issue to the urgency of Christ sharing[if i rmb correctly].It activate my tears glands abit but yet again,help me to shift my focus point.&lt;br /&gt;durin responding...was standin at the T-junction.mei hwa came,placed her hand over my shoulder.she may or may not know,but that lil' action,it meant something to me.this familiar and friendly pat comforted me[m still overwhelmed by the memories at tat time].&lt;br /&gt;Mao zheng managed to rush installing the Ram into my com.He actually blessed me wif a 1GB ram for my lappy.so much of enduring slow speed in computers.as design students,i think it's double the torture.m very grateful.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back to the daily place.it's the only nite with the rituals.when i reach there the ritual had not ended yet.it's a toaist styled one.i sat near,tryin to see wat the sai gong[toaist priest] is doing.basically he ngiam geng[sing those dunno-what-scriptures],bring the ppl to walk in rounds,kneel and stand,kneel and stand,etc.can see the blank and blur look of the people.they do not know why they should walk round and round,why they should do cetain things,they blindly follow,without knowing the purpose.observed very attentively,in hope that i may get to know a little of wat the priest is tryin to 'sing' to the dead.it mean something like...asking the spirit to go freely.before burning the paper cars and house and stuffs,the eldest son will be asked to call for his dead,to collect the incense,to rmb to go back home,bless the family,etc.basically the eldest son will be the most busy throughout the rituals stuffs.stayed overnite.cant stand the whole nite,so the guys remained,while the ladies go up to the unit for rest.the feeling is so homely,jus like 10 over yrs back when this auntie is still my nanny,takin care of this little spoilt and playful girl.though i've grown up,but aunt still treat me as if i'm a kid...nagging at me,concerning abt me.so does lisa jie jie.jus that we chat abt more...adult topic.aunt asked me if i had boyfriend.everybody[relatives] was asking whether i have one in fact.haiz,i'm still young k.it was late at nite,i was tryin to dry my hair with aunt wif me,we were chatting,and i really enjoy it.went to bed.all slept without the aircon.was kinda not used to it.from the room i'm slping in...i can see part of the master bedroom where uncle who passed away used to slp in.i stared at the room.tryin to visualise how he suffered from the sickness,though i haven seen him for sometime before his death,due to some reasons,which is too deep to be mentioned.woke up every half an hourly.it's hard to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day[Sunday]&lt;br /&gt;'woke up' at 5.30am.it's a nice morning,but leads to a sad day.started it off with a peaceful time of QT.after tat is the same stuffs...rituals...etc.but this time,it's a burial ceremony.i've nv seen a burial of coffin before.i nv expect myself to be able to witness it at this generation/era.the van which fetches the coffin went the wrong way/route.it went to the road which leads to mandai crematorium instead of choa chu kang cemetary.which cause a great comotion in our bus when everybody witness the van goes the wrong way...my gosh...so in the end,not long after some communication with the van driver,we saw the van with my uncle's coffin zoom pass our bus like racing car.for the sake of rushing to be the first to start the burial ceremony.cos there's actually 2 coffins lining up to be buried at the same hour,which they claim as auspicious hour.can see tears on everybody's face...i'm starting to treasure relatively relationship more.this really give me a chance to bond with alot of them as i try to comfort some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i so sad...&lt;br /&gt;my dear uncle...he's a very quiet person.speak less than 5 sentence a day.his wife,my aunt,use to be my nanny.and he dotes on me alot.he would buy supper for me everynite.and when he prepare to go to bed,i'll go ride on him on his back.though he's very tired after a day of work,he'll jus keep quiet,play wif me,till my aunt bring me out.that's why i call him hippo uncle.when i'm young,i call him this name for the sake of fun.but as i grow up,this name becomes a name which create that kind of heart warming feeling.whenever there's family gathering,he rarely join the crowd of relatives.he'll jus walk around quietly,observing the surrounding.when he sees my,he'll give a warm smile.it makes me feel so homely.and he'll start chatting wif me.that kind of smile is a smile i hardly forgets...dear uncle,u'll be missed dearly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-3321477951624675018?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3321477951624675018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=3321477951624675018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-k70q1UDk8&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-k70q1UDk8&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;青花瓷&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;词:方文山 曲:周杰伦&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;素胚勾勒出青花笔锋浓转淡&lt;br /&gt;瓶身描绘的牡丹一如你初妆&lt;br /&gt;冉冉檀香透过窗心事我了然&lt;br /&gt;宣纸上走笔至此搁一半&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;釉色渲染仕女图韵味被私藏&lt;br /&gt;而你嫣然的一笑如含苞待放&lt;br /&gt;你的美一缕飘散去到我去不了的地方&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天青色等烟雨而我在等你&lt;br /&gt;炊烟袅袅升起隔江千万里&lt;br /&gt;在瓶底书汉隶仿前朝的飘逸&lt;br /&gt;就当我为遇见你伏笔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天青色等烟雨而我在等你&lt;br /&gt;月色被打捞起晕开了结局&lt;br /&gt;如传世的青花瓷自顾自美丽你眼带笑意&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;色白花青的锦鲤跃然於碗底&lt;br /&gt;临摹宋体落款时却惦记著你&lt;br /&gt;你隐藏在窑烧里千年的秘密&lt;br /&gt;极细腻犹如绣花针落地&lt;br /&gt;帘外芭蕉惹骤雨门环惹铜绿&lt;br /&gt;而我路过那江南小镇惹了你&lt;br /&gt;在泼墨山水画里你从墨色深处被隐去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis song...suites my feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;can imagine a story out of this song's lyrics.think will make a gd mv out of it if ever given a chance to.ha.&lt;br /&gt;so tempted to make chinese studies my future course.&lt;br /&gt;wanna write such nice lyrics too eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Beautiful lyrics~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-2886462815218632026?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2886462815218632026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=2886462815218632026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2886462815218632026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/2886462815218632026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/beautiful-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1552163487565641428</id><published>2007-10-23T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T03:20:47.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look at this...ooh...if poossible,try not to concentrate so much on the eerie settings...tat's not the point.think it's jus to create atmosphere...&lt;br /&gt;look at jay's and yu hao's piano skills...&lt;br /&gt;stay tune to the interesting transition at timing 02:37.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/voxxTCRs7sc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/voxxTCRs7sc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay and lee yundi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ObfLxt8Wu3g&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ObfLxt8Wu3g&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrites...enough of vids.back to tasks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1552163487565641428?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1552163487565641428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1552163487565641428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1552163487565641428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1552163487565641428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/look-at-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-5911615774900430371</id><published>2007-10-21T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T03:55:16.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have i pass through the test..?&lt;br /&gt;Or because i cant take it and You took away the testings..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered being helpless,i remembered realising His power,realising my weaknesses,realising how fragile a person can be,realising how easily can satan demolish a person's thought of loving God and His people[if he/she dwells in wat the devil feeds].&lt;br /&gt;satan's diet meal is always unhealthy.he mislead with thoughts tat's wrong but seems right.his diet meal makes u lose focus,not resist temptation,and falling into his trap of increasing in weight.not talking about literal dieting here.but what the bad one can feed you with.the worries,the bitterness,the negativity,the fear,the distrust,the stress,the anger,the pain,the hurts,the sorrowfuls,the sadness,the disappointment,the failures,the doubts,the ...,the ...,the etc.can u see how much a he can tempt you with..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a clown playing with fire,he has risks to take also.he's nv on win-win situation.his risks comes in when his target start to seek and rely on God.and he misses his mark when God comes into the picture.wonderful,isn't it..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a precious and hard-to-learn lesson.&lt;br /&gt;God trains,not break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.::Gibuasgmdoatth::. =my encouraging code=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5911615774900430371?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-7700129888686930843</id><published>2007-10-19T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T15:26:43.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something which bridge me to a better mood of the day,at least,at last,perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;jay is really talented.虽然不同曲风，但坚持自己的风格:咬字不清.drastic change.surprising.&lt;br /&gt;~violin solo~.whether it's by him or not,doesn't matter.so long as i enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;PS:but i don't worship him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVUo0Fk9-0s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVUo0Fk9-0s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foresee more to come...i may cope,i may not.but i must.&lt;br /&gt;someday it'll end.there'll be this day,i believe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7700129888686930843?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7700129888686930843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=7700129888686930843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7700129888686930843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7700129888686930843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/something-which-bridge-me-to-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-3343508187005380740</id><published>2007-10-06T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T14:47:55.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am so encouraged and affirmed by this blog,especially one of the recent post. :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.walkingattheedgeforyou.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh,it's MingXiu's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what i have to say in regardin to that heart-warming and touching entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for knowing her,and placing her in my spiritual walk.&lt;br /&gt;Her life is truely inspiring.Her spirit of seriousness in serving in God's kingdom portrays her maturity,not just in mindset,but definitely,spiritually as well.&lt;br /&gt;really miss her beautiful voice in the jammings we had.and her willingness and eagerness to help out in that event set a gd example for me.i still rememberd the humourous incident of her correcting our chinese pronunciation of one of the song title.lian ai ping lu.haha.Her sensitivity to others is amazing too.during the matthew event,everybody was busy with something,either taking care of contacts and stuffs,and in between i was dealing urgently with some technical stuffs under a hot condition.and she's there behind,using something to fan me...alot of these little actions from her touches me.Also know her as a wise person.She jus know how to deal with different situation so calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear ah ma,really enjoyed all the times i had with you.Though gd times are short,but these precious memories are part of the reason that keep us together despite of the long distance in between i guess. :) .and i believe God will continue to water this friendship.i treasure you.Let's continue to serve God with our best and share great testimonies of God's wonderful works in our life!Jia you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,aBi[gail].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-3343508187005380740?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3343508187005380740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=3343508187005380740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3343508187005380740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3343508187005380740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/am-so-encouraged-and-affirmed-e-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-6515629167481299541</id><published>2007-10-05T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T04:14:15.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Period of huiling off for STM...i taste the hardship and joy of taking care of a group though it's jus a short period of a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated kerlyn's b'dae on sat...and i got made fun of with the durain cake conversation.nothing much,but durain is just my nightmare.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday,meeting.Leadership camp's coming!!! excited,excited,and excited.Cos i'm taking charge of something really different.i love new experiences. :) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday,we went for evax,outreach.people are committed.it's always good to serve together.DIans!!!the land is ours to claim.God is with us,and victory accompanies us!&lt;br /&gt;went to fetch those who went for penang stm.ace bought榴莲糕for me...my greatest fear.trying to overcome.erhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday,thinking alot,alot,alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday,celebrated von's b'dae.i jus cant forget the look of her shocked and surprised expression.i'm glad she appreciated it.a lovely sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday,which is today.had holiday class.learn some new skills of follow-uping.went to eat KFC...yum~!it's been sometimes since i had such a meal with these peeps together.i want more.went back to ministry house,slack abit,played,watch television,and did some life sharing.a person actually called me in the midst of my 'worry-ing'.after the conversation,after thinking,together with the thoughts i had before the conversation.i really think there's alot tat need to be done.i'd been depending on my own strength sub-consciously.it's when i start to feel abit burn out,then i realise the lack of dependence.pray and pray.i clearly know what i need.there's jus so many many many things,so little little little time?am still thinking how to plan my time well.at the same time,submitting everything to God before i suffocate myself.received a touching msg.in the midst of my mistakes and troubles,there's still somebody who still think tat i can do it[to overcome it].thanks gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far of forward looking,now comes the practical part.God,i need your strength and wisdom,double portion of anointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+be prepared for further pruning.get ready for further maturity.+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6515629167481299541?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6515629167481299541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6515629167481299541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6515629167481299541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6515629167481299541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/period-of-huiling-off-for-stm.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-191900462383574846</id><published>2007-09-29T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T14:56:55.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm...quite contented with my current blog setting.It looks neater.But lack of something sweet,something artistic,something cool.Will come back to it.And shall make it a point to blog daily(when my lappy is with me).&lt;br /&gt;For now...some planning and arrangment to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=Prioritize.Concentrate.Hands on.Get done.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~a ministering Prayer CG~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-191900462383574846?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/191900462383574846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=191900462383574846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/191900462383574846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/191900462383574846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-5588232178248497646</id><published>2007-09-28T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T02:10:54.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by abi[MH]...this cute,silly buddy of mine makes me crack my brain for weird things of myself early in the morning.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Each player of the game starts off by writing 6 weird things about themselves before choosing another 6 of their friends to sabotage. People who get tagged needs to write in a blog on their own, 6 weird things about themselves and state the rules clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1] i eat extraordinarily alot[for a girl's appetite].i can eat a mountain of prawns(fresh ones) if it's available for me.But i like to deny,cos my size don't really reflect that(for now).I also find it entertaining to see people complain that i ate alot yet not grow in size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2] i can sit in front of something i like:piano,without eating,drinking or anything.i can be so obsessed while figuring out a piece of music.i pray when i have no inspiration of a piece of good music.i start polishing the piano when ideas come.that's why my piano is shiny most of the time.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3] i love to play prank and make fun of people[especially on birthday].i love to see the "end product" of them being in a mess/feeling pai seh/having a tough time to do those stupid things i asked them to do.When i look at pictures and recall to the happenings,it make me smile. :) .Attention:my fav game is cream war,hazardous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4] i tend to squeeze my pimple while reading at home.i'm itchy handed,and doin that keeps me alert/awake.But because i don't want to dirty the books,i'll just go to the bathroom after it busrt or something like that.If i don't have a pimple i'll just nibble dark chocos till there's one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5] i can't survive a day without egg,i like to eat white chicken rice without the chicken(i dun like white chicken),hokkien prawn noodles without prawns(i don't like prawns tat dun seem fresh),laksa that is not spicy(i'm afraid of spicyness).i don't think i need to mention what's weird abt tis.It sounds weird jus like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6] A touching/good movie can make me cry/inspire me.i can get very crazy over scenes which are good.recent ones:Evan almighty inspire me to do more for God.i watched ~secret~ 8 times.5 on the big screen[cinema],3 on the small screen[dvd].Just to see how jay play the songs in the 斗琴 part and to listen to the songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey,actually i don't count myself weird.am i?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag:&lt;br /&gt;huiling&lt;br /&gt;joel&lt;br /&gt;leanne&lt;br /&gt;chen wei[bobo]&lt;br /&gt;james&lt;br /&gt;wei hong(dinosaur)&lt;br /&gt;hui mei&lt;br /&gt;shareen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weirdest of the weirds pls.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-5588232178248497646?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5588232178248497646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=5588232178248497646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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so vital for a fruitful jamming.And only a conversation with God would make it happen.Played free worship during the prayers,keyboard alone.Though have quite little confidence(first time playing free worship in outside jamming,though personally it's part of my lifestyle),but still decided to stay calm in order that i can be mnistered to play.I remember the advice of not to rush the free worship.And it runs quite smoothly.God is indeed so powerful.Refreshed after the prayers.And we don't need very much time to get a song right.The first time of each song we played sounds and considered good(as for the first).Second time,commmented and improvised,and...nicely done.Finally i'm starting to see some standard in the band.Improving.Shall improve and use this gifting more for God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~To let God be in us,to produce music that minister.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-4399012361741943910?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4399012361741943910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=4399012361741943910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4399012361741943910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4399012361741943910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/mondays-jamming-is-really-great-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-3546251736347356000</id><published>2007-09-23T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T04:04:03.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's WFL is a fruitful one.I'm surprised by who our instructor is.First thing that attracts me are the new faces i see.haha.Lesson's fun.And crap abit also,with some interesting happening here and there.Chair spoilt,joke abit,talkin about spotting appearing offline people.My "classmates" seems to get very interested in msn stuffs.But life management lesson taught us not to spend too much time on such stuffs if it's not needed.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Service...wohoo.great,Great,GREAT.God spoke once again.I've been too discontented with my live and how things are recently.Should say..."holy discontentment".Stagnancy always get on my nerves,and get me getting fustrated and impatient.haven't been moving as vibrantly.Am spoken about personal growth,spiritual growth,group growth.short to say...TIME FOR GROWTH.It's was after the response.during the response...desire lingers...prayers fill the place.After service,by God's grace i realised i misplace my hp,and by an intention of a good deed i found it.Was looking at the green seats.i have a feeling which comes along with this whole view of the stretched rows of seats,yet do not know how should i respond to it.So started praying...and slowly...what i should pray for starts coming to me,and end up it becomes a strong,convicted prayer.The growth of DI...coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;wannna train people to be biblical and convicted believers.&lt;br /&gt;Had fellowship with some of the Acts2 people after dinner.with jey,indoguai(nickname),Celestine(OG-NYP),ShuLin,and WeiHong(dinosaur).The whole joke started with OG.Jey wanted me to guess what's OG,cos Celestine was his OG.It actually stands for orientation group.But end up i say...old granny.It kick start all our crap...especially jey's and mine.Dino seems to be so entertained.haha.Jey was talking about the spirit flow down...our crazy spirit flowed from Mei Hwa(say until all her fault like tat...).Were saying that her prank skills are the highest of the highest.haha!Jey talking about her prank calls...silly things that all the daring DIans will do.So we continued...till only i was left with the other peeps.Dino said that it'll be good if one of them can just join DI for one day,get that spirit of daring joker,and spread it to their own group.haha.But i haven't been saying those kinda lame things for quite sometime.Until today...for me to be entertained in DI seems to be a rare thing now...though it always happen when crazy people still exist in there.haha.Had a great fellowship.i get to know new people in WFL course,get to fellowship with Acts2ians.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for this fruitful and productive day.For the new knowledge,dwelling in Your presence to speak to me.The intercession of Holy spirit, and for the fun we have.Praise you.Forever.Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ecclesiates~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-3546251736347356000?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3546251736347356000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=3546251736347356000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3546251736347356000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/3546251736347356000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-wfl-is-fruitful-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-992448156621992913</id><published>2007-09-16T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:35:51.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 16th Birthday to Hope Church Singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've asked this question to some ppl.And of course,to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you think,HOPE,as a church,has been a vessel of God in transforming your life so far? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd February 2006 Saturday Service &lt;br /&gt;First impression : Many people sitting in a cafe who were surprised to know my name.&lt;br /&gt;                   i was curious to know how the person who have the same name as&lt;br /&gt;                   me look like.&lt;br /&gt;Second impression : A dark hall with beautiful decorations.&lt;br /&gt;Third impression : Somebody standing in the centre of the stage singing songs i&lt;br /&gt;                   don't know but find it nice.And there...she's tat Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;Forth impression : Person preaching is pastor Ben.I see people taking out&lt;br /&gt;                   notebooks.Err...what should i be doing? Today,we're gonna talk&lt;br /&gt;                   about sexual immorality. ??? am i in a right place?&lt;br /&gt;Fifth impression : Sermons are not boring stuffs afterall.The content sounds correct.&lt;br /&gt;Sixth impression : i feel Him.Are you really God? Is these all really your plan for&lt;br /&gt;                   me?&lt;br /&gt;Seventh impression : Open up eyes.Germaine:eh? how come no alter call one&lt;br /&gt;                     ah? ... ..Do you want to convert?    yes.&lt;br /&gt;Eight impression : Pastor Ben praying over me.The first thing he spoke : &lt;br /&gt;                   Do you know when one person comes back to God,the whole heaven&lt;br /&gt;                   rejoices(something around there).wow,i didn't know that.can i see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the next 2 wks...&lt;br /&gt;Persecutions.Bible reading,Pray.&lt;br /&gt;Persecutions.Bible reading,Pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following week...&lt;br /&gt;answered prayers.A child of God with conviction produced.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday,water baptism,Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following weeks...&lt;br /&gt;Transformations,stepping out of comfort zones,faith(i remember taking my leaders so long to explain what faith is.What is faith? How to have faith? Why can't we see God? How to have faith when you don't see Him? How do i know i have faith or not? i think these qns and answers to it is what build my foundation.Apart from God's words.)Precisely.Faith is believing in what you do not see.That's why God can't be seen.Err...no.God can't be seen that's why we must have faith in Him.ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year,seven months,before and after,who am i.i shall not take it for granted.Thick and thins,i will remember.People who impacted me but have changed group.&lt;br /&gt;Germaine...i remember the trips home together..while u chat with me,sometimes,speaking some senses into my brain.Relating to me,being patience with me while i'm in my ignorant immaturity state.Certain things you chose to be harsh,you taught me how to be independent(with dependence on God).i fully understand why you do all these.These memories are carved in my mind,cos it's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeiHwa...investing time,taking initiatives to trust me,challenging me in thinking with questions.Being a great example to me.From hearing "horror" experiences from some of the CLs,to seeing you becoming a much more loving and caring person.You showed me what is openess[openess to me,is a verb.it's hard to explain till it is done].Lot's of things/experiences gone through with you make me find things real difficult to let you go as a leader initially.It's hard to find a buddy like you,you know..? So i really gonna cherish this friendship.No words can express my graitutde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church,together with the people in the family,as a vessel of God build me into who am i now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who're still serving under DI.Let's make DI as ONE.We MUST serve in unity.Don't let the demolish of the starhub foodcourt demolish our unity as well.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Dear DIans,let's jump over hindrances.And be history makers.How DI started,most of us may not be those who went through the pioneering part of DI.But it's tough,and it started with passionate,God&amp;others-centered,and determined people.shall we have the same spirit of those who pioneered DI? i love DI!!! and of course,all DI-ians.&lt;br /&gt;Let's bring DI to a greater heights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last...but not least! Kudo to all those who are involved,as well as those who helped out in the anniversary service.It great.Inspiring.Well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jumped and dance around with quite a painful leg.but i jumped as if i feel no pain.indeed i feel no pain during p&amp;w.but it's sometime after that...then...it comes.oh.i hoped i have not sprained it with the additional pain i felt.but i love to be crazy in praising God.James and jey tried to teach me the dance after the SS.but i just can't move much.argh.wanted to learn when i visited the prac.,but dont think it's a right time.james said he gonna teach me when my leg recover.Weee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,thanks for using the people in producing great ideas,great performances and great help in this service.Thanks for being in the place and letting it be filled with your presence that the believers and with non-believers,be ministered by your Words preached,and songs sang to praise and worship You.The celebration of Your good works done in this wonderful church thus far,is made fruitful and inspiring by You with the help of your committed people.Praise your glorious name forever.Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-992448156621992913?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/992448156621992913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=992448156621992913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/992448156621992913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/992448156621992913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-16th-birthday-to-hope-church.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-7408659440145095668</id><published>2007-09-16T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:27:48.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joel and Colin[joel dressed so formally]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw488C3pVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/iPajgZBt4fc/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw488C3pVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/iPajgZBt4fc/s200/HCA+%2707+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110522296720139602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HuiMei,Phoebe &amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw8lsC3pWI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4zhPvj5gqtQ/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw8lsC3pWI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4zhPvj5gqtQ/s200/HCA+%2707+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110526295334692194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside D'marquee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw8-sC3pXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/A0z1L18B0xg/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw8-sC3pXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/A0z1L18B0xg/s200/HCA+%2707+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110526724831421810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside D'marquee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw9WsC3pYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OvsQLZzAnPQ/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw9WsC3pYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/OvsQLZzAnPQ/s200/HCA+%2707+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110527137148282242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeiHwa look quite chio in this hairstyle eh?LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw92MC3pZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aP9zI4BSUco/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw92MC3pZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aP9zI4BSUco/s200/HCA+%2707+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110527678314161554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus a random pic taken.not all faces are inside.but take a gd look at the expressions.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw_TMC3paI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XSqqeYse6lM/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw_TMC3paI/AAAAAAAAAHA/XSqqeYse6lM/s200/HCA+%2707+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110529276041995682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fel &amp; me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw_2sC3pbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7sApQqCn0rs/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw_2sC3pbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/7sApQqCn0rs/s200/HCA+%2707+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110529885927351730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DI6 grp pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxAh8C3pcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7sMGJt1Ax4c/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxAh8C3pcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/7sMGJt1Ax4c/s200/HCA+%2707+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110530628956693954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chen:*bending down*. me:我很矮mehz?你bend到这样?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxA58C3pdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kP05JcOxBVM/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxA58C3pdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/kP05JcOxBVM/s200/HCA+%2707+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110531041273554386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DI guys' fav. human stacko.*james was screaming tat he's dying*.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxBg8C3peI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8LvJ9gSHB6s/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxBg8C3peI/AAAAAAAAAHg/8LvJ9gSHB6s/s200/HCA+%2707+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110531711288452578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; kel.xiao zhen "accidentally" bumb into the pic.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxCLsC3pfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/onyNkiRgt5A/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxCLsC3pfI/AAAAAAAAAHo/onyNkiRgt5A/s200/HCA+%2707+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110532445727860210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; jey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxCu8C3pgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8NE0K3PLSvc/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxCu8C3pgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8NE0K3PLSvc/s200/HCA+%2707+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110533051318248962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo-N:你是拍头发还是拍我? me:两样都拍.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxDLMC3phI/AAAAAAAAAH4/OdUCNjjVtYw/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxDLMC3phI/AAAAAAAAAH4/OdUCNjjVtYw/s200/HCA+%2707+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110533536649553426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me &amp; muachi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxDhcC3piI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q6tdBNlHiKo/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxDhcC3piI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Q6tdBNlHiKo/s200/HCA+%2707+043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110533918901642786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken by Jo-N.this shows me tat Jo-N is a 拍自恋照的pro.听说the ppl in her grp also like tat one.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxEVcC3pjI/AAAAAAAAAII/zpCXAkcv6D0/s1600-h/HCA+%2707+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/RuxEVcC3pjI/AAAAAAAAAII/zpCXAkcv6D0/s200/HCA+%2707+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110534812254840370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey,if any of you have pic with me yet not published here,jus give me a nudge in msn.too many to upload here. :P .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-7408659440145095668?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7408659440145095668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=7408659440145095668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7408659440145095668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/7408659440145095668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/joel-and-colinjoel-dressed-so-formally.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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/_Op57gZOdWSk/Ruw488C3pVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/iPajgZBt4fc/s72-c/HCA+%2707+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-6088558419557563987</id><published>2007-08-25T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:27:49.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Rs_SpfmfPeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/h6QOoFlZvK0/s1600-h/stressed.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Op57gZOdWSk/Rs_SpfmfPeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/h6QOoFlZvK0/s200/stressed.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102528513133460962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This most probably describe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u exclaim that it's cute,thanks for complimenting me at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;If you comment that it's ugly,u better go knock your head against the wall before i come looking for you and do the job for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the workforce,u get paid to get stress.&lt;br /&gt;In the school life,u pay to get stress.&lt;br /&gt;In the workforce,happy hours start from 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;In the school life,happy hours never come until school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Now i know why people wanna work.&lt;br /&gt;I too wanna work.&lt;br /&gt;Well,His plans for me come first.Faith,Faith,and more Faith.&lt;br /&gt;2 years of slogging with school life.Hopefully i'll come to like this course.&lt;br /&gt;ITE ain't slacker school afterall.Everybody are as 拼命.&lt;br /&gt;Who says it's relaxing? Things are so competitive in my class.&lt;br /&gt;The fitest survives.There's no place or time for falling[of willpower] or failing.&lt;br /&gt;God...i need You.&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to swim across.&lt;br /&gt;The sea seems to stretch across to the horizon.Unending.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the strength to.&lt;br /&gt;I want to soar with You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to these song as u read my blog(if you have) : &lt;br /&gt;[Did you feel the mountains tremble?]&lt;br /&gt;[I Can't Live a Day Without You]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to these both song as i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a wrong choice to gulped down that big cup of mocha latte @ coffee bean. But it’s an enjoyable fellowship. I always love this bunch of people],apart from God,they are the other part of me.bringing joy to my life. On the way home,joel was prompting me with question of my enthusiasm’s and joy’s whereabout.It seems to go missing.Though I can’t really answer him in full explaination,but his concern help me to know that there’s somebody who still care.The coffee is bringing objections to my human body.i’m physically tired,but forced to keep awake by the cafaine. I’m hungry now. I lost appetite just now,I lost sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s late night now.i hear nothing but the resounding of God’s praises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praising God picks me up.He picks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear of waking up to the day this morning. I struggled to wake up. Waking up=facing my projects. All in mess I guess. Apart from that,I know of the troubles I have to face. The troubles are,but my goliath. Seems tall and big. How can I overcome it with the size of small David without You? my day haven’t been real good afterall…I have problem being ministered in jamming,I got irritated easily than usual,especially the night time when I’m alone,I imagined things,I feared,I start evaluating myself with judgement,I feel lonely when i look at my hp.i don’t know what happened to me! Are u stumbled? Abigail…are u stumbled by yourself? Do you know what you’re thinking of? I know.it’s a spiritual and psychological war fought. A fierce war. Thoughts carrying sword,spear and javelin come against me and pierce right into my heart,my mind. I know I can’t fight it with flesh. But go against it in the name of my dear Lord Jesus. I prayed,but it continue. It’s controlling me,while God’s advice ring in another side of my mind. ‘I’m with you.’,God is with me. i just have to overcome the night,the thoughts,with Him. Overcoming it before solutions come.I’m praising Him.Lord Jesus,be with me,protect me oh Lord! deliver me from everything that comes from the darkness to held me captive. Bring me into the light,Your light.Jesus,as I call upon Your mighty name,help me be comforted.Lord,bless me with a peaceful night of sleep,and a day ahead with You guiding and embracing me.Love You Jesus.the more I praise You,the more I’m assured You’re with me.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a brand new day God has made.I'll be glad and rejoice in it.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;[picking up a habit is difficult.But easy than anything to let it go.]&lt;br /&gt;[shall update previous blogs another time].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6088558419557563987?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6088558419557563987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6088558419557563987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6088558419557563987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6088558419557563987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-most-probably-describe-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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/_Op57gZOdWSk/Rs_SpfmfPeI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/h6QOoFlZvK0/s72-c/stressed.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15292194.post-8781912321308344385</id><published>2007-08-11T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T01:56:26.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's jamming is a fruitful and miraculous one for me.Have breakthrough.Wow.And we have a special guest drummer today-Jovin.Today's jamming is really a last minute one...was talking to kel,yao and david when david suddenly suggested going jamming.Don't know why...we just have the urge to jam...perhaps it's been a long time since we last jammed.Though was so tired due to medication...but still decided to go,i won't be using my voice anyways.So very last minutely...got the studio booked,and went to the customer service centre to look for and print songs chords.Decided to play just worship songs.Previously was talking to dav about the band...told him that we truely need improvement.not just individual's skills,but as a whole,the arrangement,the volume,guit's effect used...etc.very small mistake can affect the music.Today,though everything is impromptu,can feel the spirit flowing.i have breakthrough of playing impromptu,and free worship.Though personally i love free worship...but i don't usually play in jamming...unless there's the gam gok[feeling] there.But in the past jammings...worship sounds like rock songs...find tat it's quite useless for the keyboardist to be inside...cos all the instruments were too heavy in sound till there's no space for any soft melody to go in.But today...drummer and bass have control over the volume.We just know when we should be calm,and when is the time we play abit louder to run and heighten the atmosphere,when we should let the guitarist run the music,when the keys are suppose to run the music.There's suggestions given in some point of time.Jovin tried to illustrate to me how to i can play it better by tryin to demonstrate on the keys.he look gentle on the keys.haha.was commented that the melody is good.but the starting of the melody should start calmly.haha.i experienced and learnt something new.working with the Holy ghost is really cool. workin with different kind of musician is gd too.i kinda get used to Jovin's style of drumbeat almost immediately.Find the beat quite comfortable to flow with.Feel like flying over the moon when i play~gee.m just so ministered into the presence of God.&lt;br /&gt;i want more of such jamming!Free worship~praising and worshiping a wonderful God.always play the best for God.&lt;br /&gt;Our wonderful and beautiful God deserve wonderful music to be play for Him and His people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-8781912321308344385?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8781912321308344385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=8781912321308344385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/8781912321308344385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/8781912321308344385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/08/todays-jamming-is-fruitful-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-9145709899227650455</id><published>2007-08-11T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T12:25:11.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wondering what am i doing in school...feel so weak...but die die also have to rush the project.God~help me~!suppose to finish the project by next monday.And i know i'm dead for sure cos i've been down for more than a week...the project simply cant progress when i my mind is not working as normal.But...the teacher gave us till 22nd...actually thought of not going to school,cos am really coughing badly.But have a prompting that i have to go to school.And that's how i receive the news of the prolong of the project due date.If not i'll be worrying with the project at home even when i'm sick.This's just the starting of school life.i may enjoy it,i may not.But just have to make my school like worth in these 2 years.God,take control of it!Let my life and what i'll achieve in this school be glorying to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a right choice to have gone to grandma house yesterday.Though actually i don't really wanna go...anyways,i'll only be there for just awhile.But again,i know i just have to follow the guidance.So i went.Had an unexpected gain.My aunt actually shared with me her experience of her religion in the past.How she get to be so into and so committed in her religion[a japanese religion,not sure about their belief though],and the reason why she retreat from the religion.Politics and jealousy between the group of believers are one of the factor,though availability is one of it.She enjoys the time of spending time together,but she dislike politics.So i kind of shared with her my thoughts,and shared about christianity too.So she told me she've been to church before,long time ago,and she actually enjoy it.But my grandma is kinda oppose it.But she,showing interest is already a great start.Praise God for that.She even asked me if my church have mandarin service.i'm so excited.Bad thing is her availabililty is now tied down due to she have to take care of grandma full timely.But i'm sure there'll be a chance for her to get to know about the truth of salvation one fine day.God will certainly guide her.I'm assured of that.And i'm glad to be used by God to share with her.Shall bring her to know God.I wanna bring forth the truth to my family,and set them free.Went to the DI picnic...think i spent some good time with xiu zhen today.sharin a sumptous lunch,sharin some thoughts.haha.was crazy shooting some shots,and playing some games with the DIans...maanged to get the star star.actually i think the main objective of this whole event...is to fellowship...and also,it's at marina so that we can watch the fireworks too.But eventually...i heard them discussing the plan to escape from the crowd...went to check out if the fireworks are starting...the next moment i returned back...all went off.woah!kanna ps.ha.only saw zhi de and his friend looking for the rest.called them...and they were already at "who knows where"...at one hand,we knew that the fireworks are starting,at the other hand,no point chasing for the rest who left.i insist on sticking on to the plan of watching fireworks...otherwise it'll defeat the purpose of going there,sitting under the hot sun and stuffs.so we decided to stay on.Atmosphere is fantastic when the fireworks start...everybody celebrating,and cheering.watching the fireworks live is so...woah!Speechless.I Love SINGAPORE!took video of it,and i think it's nice.i remembered taking video of a firework last year,but accidentally deleted it,i was so upset.haha.But this time's one is better.haha.By God's grace,what i need is all with me.My hp,wallet,camera...cos i realised my bag was taken away.though out of a good intention...but if any of those thing is in my bag and not with me,i'm afraid i have no choice but to give up watching fireworks and chase after the rest.Thought the fireworks are ending soon,or rather it's ended,and asked zhi de and his friend to run out of the area.otherwise we'll be trapped in the stagnant crowd.So we ran out,and got ourselves out to the mrt in one piece.no hassle,no trapping,still can reach early to meet the peeps for movie.Praise God.On the way..zhi de was telling me he lost his flag...and he wants it...not long after,think somebody dropped it,and he picked it up,and so happy about it...he keep saying it's God blessing.haha.Watched Rush Hour 3.it's nice.hilarious action movie.did a very stupid thing...i swallowed my medicine with sprite.cos was coughing and there's no plain water.and coughed even more terribly.i don't know whether it's the problem with the sprite or there's some other reason...Joleen was very concern[i realise she's a very carin person.haha.]...xiu zhen,don and big J. sent me home first before they went off.i'm so touched.Thank God for this wonderful day,full of fantastic unexpected surprises.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-9145709899227650455?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9145709899227650455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=9145709899227650455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/9145709899227650455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/9145709899227650455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/08/wondering-what-am-i-doing-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-8561653141078654641</id><published>2007-08-09T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T02:39:38.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for pepper lunch on monday...with ace and abi~.To think abi is taking the risk to go for dinner with 2 sickos like me and ace...haha.walked around PS...while abi did some shopping...went to nexus...was jokin and laughin...and nel commented that ace is 'shallow'.wahahaha!On the way home...was sharin abit to abi...really tryin to adapt to certain things...changes in life,here and there.not easy though,but just got to.if not i can never move on.that's it.really treasure the time together.It's meaninful to get together sometimes...havin dinner with people who is really dear in your life.usually these times are precious moments i appreciate.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues...&lt;br /&gt;haha.ace is funny today.went out with her...actually it seems she die die also wanna carry a lappy home...but due to the 'self protecting' installment policy the companies hold on to...think her dream of getting a vaio today is kinda broken.haha.so went with her to get a hp instead.felt 'honoured' to be the one to help her choose hp number.it's a very nice one k.muahaha.felt as if i'm really her personal assistant like tat...haha.went for mac...but...since both of us is sick...she decided to get something healthy...but i finished the fries.hiak hiak.after tat...went to buy 'facial protection'for the hp.had a fun great day.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm dying with cough now.argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed...&lt;br /&gt;i finally get to eat you ji guo tiao.i dun see the reason why cough cannot eat chicken.crazy downloading the themes.keep givin ace the stupid proud look cos the monkey theme available for my phone model are nicer.MoNkEy~.haha.still coughing.dun dare to take public transport cos ppl look at me as if i got Sars the moment i cough.wa liew.missed DMM.aiya.my beautiful face not inside neo print.hehe.saw ah ma online...and i'm caught surprised when she reply me.so happy.hee.ace sent me down when i go back.though it's jus a small action,but she kinda touched me.thanks sis.&lt;br /&gt;[sometimes it's more concerned to me when my friend is sick more than when i myself is sick.especially when this person matter to me] =) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-8561653141078654641?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8561653141078654641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=8561653141078654641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/8561653141078654641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/8561653141078654641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/08/went-for-pepper-lunch-on-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-6806306463392244489</id><published>2007-08-03T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T00:18:23.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my throat is kinda getting better.i can talk with no prolem.But my nose is still finding fault with me...it's kinda following the weather/temperature.When it like the temperature,it gives me no problem...when it doesn't,too bad.ha.played "What if" game.one of the question...i asked..."what if joel fall in love with you"...and jing min asked us to pass the question 4 person down instead of the normal one person down.and guess what...the question end up at huiling...wahaha! She and i laughed like crazy while the others remain in dilema.So...when she read the question...the answer from the next person is..."then torture him".*laughs*.i think today is the first time bunny experienced our group's girls' power!!! muahaha.our jokes...our soprano pitched screams and laughter...we got pretty crazy today...blessed the group with muffins...and so coincidently yvonne bought donuts for the group too.We've got chemistry...hehe.It's good to give.And...i realised...wherever joel is...there'll be food.ha.enjoy the worship...i don't know how i suddenly speak...God uses me.And the thing is i don't know how to play on the guitar while singing...i cant really sing while strumming...but after talkin...was guided to play the song..."my heart,Your home"...i don't know how i play it,i don't know how i lead it...i don't know,i don't know.The power of the Holy Spirit is wonderful.He guides.&lt;br /&gt;feel so miraculous today...though i am not a good guitarist,but i'm willing to be guided.Quite determined to improve my skills too,for the sake of serving,for providing my group with an even more powerful praise and worship.The feeling of stagnancy stirs my heart,spur me to produce improvement.Praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Psalm 33:3&lt;br /&gt;Sing to him a new song; play skillfully, and shout for joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God...Heal me.Thank You.&lt;br /&gt;Love You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-6806306463392244489?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6806306463392244489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=6806306463392244489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6806306463392244489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/6806306463392244489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-throat-is-kinda-getting-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-4445982622009144203</id><published>2007-08-02T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T23:52:40.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It’s 3am now…yet I’m struggling…down with a terrible flu and sore throat today…real bad man…thank God tomorrow’s cg I’m ain’t leadin any role that requires my voice…the guitar shall take over everything.haha.but prayfully I’ll be healed by tomorrow. God pls…heal me.i don’t wanna be the red nose reindeer for santa,neither do I wanna be Daisy’s Donald duck..&lt;br /&gt;I jus came across the song “Why”.It’s a very touching song…I remembered I first heard this song in an ESS.A video presentation…it’s really fantastic…together with…think its jo-an singing the song during the presentation.I didn’t know I have this song…I’m surprise to have heard it.Recently I realised I have to force myself to sleep.I got so into writin journals(like wat I’m doing now),reading,listening to worships,praying,that I’ll forget about the time…I enjoy spending deep and quiet night alone…or perhaps occasionally a chat with somebody will be good.but ain’t sure who will still be awake at that hour…haha.had p&amp;w prac for cg…met up with Veronica…just wanna spend sometime…to get back to those good times we used to have…yep.Had carl’s yesterday at PS,and today had burger king burger at PS also…I think I gonna get tired of burgers and PS pretty soon.haha.&lt;br /&gt;Flu is really killing me…don’t care…going to bed…Zzz…God,heal me pls…Zzz… …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-4445982622009144203?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4445982622009144203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=4445982622009144203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4445982622009144203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/4445982622009144203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-3am-nowyet-im-strugglingdown-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1216726899856606323</id><published>2007-08-01T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T14:54:44.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feel like chewing my dark Chocó now…haha.&lt;br /&gt;Chocó…choco…choco…&lt;br /&gt;But…still prefer not to touch it…I hate it if I need to go brush my teeth again…sometimes I can be quite a lil’ lazy bum in small lil’ things.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a long tiring day…&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the day…class…IAP. Been staring at the computer for hours…and I’m not quite sure wat I’m doin…seems to be trying my luck more than doing the project. You can do everything right yet the webpage gives you an error page. Sometimes when I almost give up hope it turns out right…sounds stupid…but the desktops in my class are just crazy. Recently…my class lecturer decided to meddle with the coms in the lab…they asked technicians to disallow msn messenger…whether you’re using thumbdrive to run the msn or not…as long as the msn window is open…there’ll be an administrator message. But guess what…counter strike is allowed…I think counter strike is more distracting than msn…I wonder what’s the lecturer trying to do…I think the sound of nudges are more pleasant than sounds of shooting guns. Shepherd Yvonne…taught her how to lead praise…something new for her…it’s a comfort zone to step out…I’m lookin forward to see her grow.ha. Met ace for dinner…Carl’s junior…it makes me so full…ace said she’s not gonna go carl’s anymore…(everytime she goes she’ll waste food)and even if she does…she’ll only eat onion rings…let’s see…haha. It’s quite a challenge if you’re hungry and carl’s is right in front of you. That will be a different case. Had a walk round PS…had a good chat while walking around…had fun…really treasure this quality time spent…it’s been sometime since I spent such a relaxing time strolling with a good friend beside me…haha.it’s something I treasure. Was on my way into the mrt when we met Nel…so decided to take the nel line home with her. Had a short nice chat…she’s pretty friendly after all…in the beginning I was still afraid that I’ll end up with no topic to chat with her…but it turn out otherwise…had fun chatting…know a little bit more about her…it’s a good choice to have chose to travel the same route back with her…though it take me a little longer time to reach home…but I find these kind of time more precious and important than to save that few minutes to reach home earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for this wonderful day. =) .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1216726899856606323?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1216726899856606323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1216726899856606323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1216726899856606323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1216726899856606323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/08/feel-like-chewing-my-dark-choc-nowhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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-15292194.post-1782320420682843171</id><published>2007-07-21T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T05:23:33.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's dead quiet...the night is almost breaking into daylight.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is jumping with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploring deeper.&lt;br /&gt;Deeper into the characteristics of God.&lt;br /&gt;Deeper into the relationship i had with Him.&lt;br /&gt;Deeper into using my giftings for Him.&lt;br /&gt;Deeper.&lt;br /&gt;DEEper,&lt;br /&gt;DEEPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't do without You.just You and me alone.i shall spend this romantic night with You.Just with You.&lt;br /&gt;Take me deeper.God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~TyPe OuT lOuD~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15292194-1782320420682843171?l=abigailzyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1782320420682843171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15292194&amp;postID=1782320420682843171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1782320420682843171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15292194/posts/default/1782320420682843171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abigailzyy.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-dead-quiet.html' title=''/><author><name>Abigail</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231828569365497128</uri><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></feed>
