<?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-3300348363526741046</id><updated>2012-02-04T22:58:53.945+08:00</updated><category term='Thou shall laugh'/><category term='uncategorized'/><category term='My view'/><category term='Testimonies'/><category term='Dedications'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='CF AWESOMENESS ^^'/><category term='Celebarations'/><category term='movies'/><category term='ah choo'/><category term='my e.g.'/><category term='SUBANG RALLY 2011 =)'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='SUBANG RALLY 2010 (exclamation marks) :P'/><category term='CHURCH'/><category term='AWESOME EVENTS'/><title type='text'>What title?</title><subtitle type='html'>Clueless? not again!
Hmm... Where are we??</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>229</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-328196764011229782</id><published>2012-02-04T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T22:58:53.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suspence</title><content type='html'>Going for interview tomorrow. It's a time of a life time. Like seriously. Have been waiting for this moment ever since I was Form 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the interview for a post as a committee member for Subang Rally 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was asked this year if I would like to try for the interview, it kind of triggered a lot of questions&lt;br /&gt;I am so busy as it is... Lord? How?&lt;br /&gt;I have so many responsibilities... Lord? How?&lt;br /&gt;Is this really what you want for me?... Lord?&lt;br /&gt;Am I ready?... Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far my answer is go. so what do I have to loose? Jesus will be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;worked out my time table... I AM able to fit it in... once I extract all those day dream moments haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God. I thank God for my busy schedule. Honestly I know this is going to train me for the future and what He is in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust in Him,&lt;br /&gt;Clovey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-328196764011229782?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/328196764011229782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/02/suspence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/328196764011229782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/328196764011229782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/02/suspence.html' title='Suspence'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-7931210894150334726</id><published>2012-01-26T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:20:43.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been busy</title><content type='html'>Been busy updating another blog of mine.. well technically it's not only mine you'll understand one you see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO GO SEE IT :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proclaiminghimtogether.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7931210894150334726?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7931210894150334726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/been-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7931210894150334726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7931210894150334726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/been-busy.html' title='Been busy'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-621668660272394343</id><published>2012-01-21T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T09:40:56.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A short one.</title><content type='html'>When things don't turn out the way you want it to. And Events don't go according to plan. And you realised you've made a mistake. You over looked something.... Thank God for revealing it to you. Thank God that He has given you the means and the courage to change it into what He wants it to be.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This happened to me just yesterday. I overlooked something. I was told. and I thank God He softened my heart to accept it, and overcome it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-621668660272394343?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/621668660272394343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/short-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/621668660272394343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/621668660272394343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/short-one.html' title='A short one.'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07185863927408716217</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-3300348363526741046.post-2824224152911631105</id><published>2012-01-08T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:53:06.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Authentic Worship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mO9oK-lsNpM" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly put my thoughts on Worship and all into understandable words. Thank God for His people like this who deliver His message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember in 2010, God put a word in my heart during Subang Rally Pre-rally - "Stay in the heart of worship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to this helped me to understand what He was truly trying to tell me. &amp;nbsp;Continue to put Him first in all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ALLL things, put Him first. When you're on stage, off stage, With everyone, Alone, When things go haywire, when things are smooth... Worship Him. NEVER put Him aside. It may feel right for a time but then you realise the HUGE damage that happens when you put Him aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... soooooo&lt;br /&gt;I love Him. Do you? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2824224152911631105?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2824224152911631105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/authentic-worship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2824224152911631105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2824224152911631105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/authentic-worship.html' title='Authentic Worship.'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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://img.youtube.com/vi/mO9oK-lsNpM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-2446363815249502502</id><published>2012-01-08T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:37:20.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHURCH'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/21-OlX1thbQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome play by my Church YOUNIFIED!! :P hope you enjoy it :) God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2446363815249502502?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2446363815249502502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/awesome-play-by-my-church-younified-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2446363815249502502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2446363815249502502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/awesome-play-by-my-church-younified-p.html' title=''/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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://img.youtube.com/vi/21-OlX1thbQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-2335557179939681378</id><published>2012-01-08T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T18:54:13.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ah choo'/><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>It's been too long TOO LONG since I've posted here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Here's why www.proclaiminghimtogether.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole bunch of testimony from different people I know on how God has worked in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving my class. Maybe not all the teachers, most of them, But I'm not going to be deterred. I love that subject to much too let grammar annoy me. Lord Help me be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know He is going to do something great this year. Oh well I'm letting go, Letting God. Since He's in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been making my time table for each day. It's going to be a real PACKED year.&lt;br /&gt;But I know I can. Together with God I can. I WILL be fruitful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought, I'm going to miss the Form 5's this year... more on that next time.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2335557179939681378?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2335557179939681378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2335557179939681378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2335557179939681378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2012/01/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-2103363679917032065</id><published>2011-12-19T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:22:51.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncategorized'/><title type='text'>God before me.</title><content type='html'>Looking at the header, you can read it a few ways. one way will be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God's will should precede and become more important than my will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. God goes out in front of me guiding me, shielding me from danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. God is before me, I'm in His presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these carry the same meaning. I stumbled upon this on Facebook and felt I just had to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;“If your Presence does not go with us, do not send us up from here. How will anyone know that you are pleased with me and with your people unless you go with us? What else will distinguish me and your people from all the other people on the face of the earth?” - Exodus 33 : 15-16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;Are we able to have the same hunger for God's presence that we'd not move a step without Him leading us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;yep. It again, got me thinking.&amp;nbsp;I reflected. In the past, I used to quote this a lot. I spoke it over my life, it was a little of my motto. I have always longed for Him with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 12px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Yet. Because of the testings, I kinda forgot this one. And I believe, God is helping me recover what was lost so I can stand up stronger than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;Is it&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;necessary to wallow in the past, or is it more practical to learn from it, and improve, and move forward. not backward?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;So therefore, I won't be concentrating on what happened, I'll be concentrating more on trusting Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;Will we be strong enough and, WISE enough, to follow His instructions and will, that if He, knowing what's best for us, says, No. (hah! Camilia XDD) will we as His children, stop and follow His plan, no matter how undesirable they are in Human eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lord Jesus, Help us all to hunger for You to that extent and not just say prayer and do something else. Help us to be strong and courageouss for You Lord For we know, Your ways are higher than our ways. You have put Your desire in our hearts. Help us to understand that You will be going before us. You will guide us and protect us. You WILL be there to strengthen us and see us through. Help us also, to never give up on You, and continue holding our hand and pull us back up if we should ever fall. We want to stay in Your presence Lord Forever. We trust in You Lord. We serve, You.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;IN JESUS NAME, AMEN!!! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2103363679917032065?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2103363679917032065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-before-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2103363679917032065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2103363679917032065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/god-before-me.html' title='God before me.'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-5720506211877848446</id><published>2011-12-15T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T13:29:36.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My view'/><title type='text'>Change.</title><content type='html'>As Christmas approaches I thinking through things, well may be not just during Christmas. Since I'm quite a thinker actually, I would put it as most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No my Question to self is not Has Clovey been a good girl this year?? naahhh&lt;br /&gt;My Question is. What do I need to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently I wrote down my testimony up to the age of 13 in a less-of-a-rant-and-definitely-more formal format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started me reflecting on what was changing and what changed the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the pass 2 years since then I've learnt more than ever to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Not judge.&lt;br /&gt;2. To love. Not hate.&lt;br /&gt;3. To be mindful of what I say.&lt;br /&gt;4. To be sincere. be passionate.&lt;br /&gt;5. To be thankful for what I have&lt;br /&gt;6. Be humble.&lt;br /&gt;7. Put God first instead of self.&lt;br /&gt;8. To follow Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a time, we know these things, we are aware of their impact, we're aware that change is needed. BUT. What is holding us back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for me, my biggest battle I will say, is not being decided. Imagine doing this. You go to God, and say "Erm, Jesus? take away my sin? but keep this bit until later?" well your reply will promptly be, "My dear, that is the first thing that HAS to go, if not this sin of yours, you're just going to commit it again. Give me that, so you WILL be FREE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've felt God tell me of late through reading my own posts, diaries, and what friends say, that, The amount of courage to change, the stand - If it's of God, I will. (Let me tell you that is one of the most passionate statements you can find), Passion. These are values that should never change. They're not once off, they are meant to last. You're meant to carry it all the way to the end. Because once you decide you do not need it, and decide to drop it, instantly the old leeches will come flying back to you, sucking out your life and joy and God will be clouded from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have to change? well then, Here's a public declaration. I will. God help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-5720506211877848446?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5720506211877848446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/change.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5720506211877848446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5720506211877848446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/change.html' title='Change.'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-8010120225474218298</id><published>2011-12-02T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T22:39:39.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long one ahead. get ready.</title><content type='html'>Just got back from my Youth camp... last week =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to say but reasons for delay? 3 words. It's a battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is a first step. it's a step of obedience. So here we go. Brace yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly I'll get off my chest the hardest thing I've had on me for the pass 2 years. Jesus is coming very very soon. sooner than you think. Yes... it's been burning in me for so long I've been afraid, but I know I do not need to be. The Lord is with me. And whatever His will is, He will protect me for I know. I KNOW. He loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camp has been an amazing one for me. A challenging one too.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say this but it was the sweetest one ever in the sense that I had to of my churches represented there. I was from Glad Tidings, was dedicated there, and was there up to around 2003, I was 7.&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved to City Revival reason being, it was closer to home. And my mom figured that if I was to get busy serving in church, rather get something within 10 km radar than somewhere in Petaling Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Julie was the Guest speaker, and it was my church CITY REVIVAL that was hosting that camp. it felt so beautiful to have both the churches that were so close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rg2m5w8NBcw" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... 2 things she shared that reminded me of Home, here I mean heaven for wherever or whichever church you go to, it's heaven that will ultimately be your home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Abide. Abide in the Lord. Stay in link with the Lord Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She showed us literally this, using a real plant she brought in.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a plant, and you are the leaves. You are plucked out. can you survive?&lt;br /&gt;You are thrown on the floor, trampled on. CAN YOU SURVIVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still part of the plant, will you survive? yes.&lt;br /&gt;If you are assaulted (she slaps the whole pot of plants) will you survive? you can still bounce back. you still survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;STICK TO THE LORD JESUS. HE IS YOUR WAY YOUR TRUTH YOUR LIGHT. HE LOVES YOU THAT IF YOU WERE TO KNOW THE EXTENT OF HIS LOVE, YOU ARE GOING TO ENOUGH TO... lol... don't know how to describe it. It's just amazing. I felt a small ray, and my heart just jumped and leaped like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just put your hope in Him. hope and know He is there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A warning, don't be like King Saul, ABIDE in Him. Stay in Him, and you will grow. He will prune you, and tweak you to be able to produce double portion.&lt;br /&gt;It will, hurt, but when God has done pruning and shaping you, you will reach that perfect. and you would be with Him. in His arms.&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also mentioned that A large portion of the grape vine is pruned away by the time of harvest.&lt;br /&gt;You will be changed round and round, nothing remains unturned. Don't worry, He'll prune you when you are strongest and 'of age' so when you think you can't, GOD KNOWS YOU CAN. He'll never hit you when you are down, He's there to help you. So don't worry. He has plans for you to prosper. (Jeremiah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love You Jesus. Help me, I really really have no more strength. Lift me up upon Your wings, let me fly on wings like eagles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;Clovey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-8010120225474218298?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8010120225474218298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/long-one-ahead-get-ready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8010120225474218298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8010120225474218298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/long-one-ahead-get-ready.html' title='A long one ahead. get ready.'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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://img.youtube.com/vi/Rg2m5w8NBcw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-1834952017703792943</id><published>2011-12-02T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T11:27:38.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A battle</title><content type='html'>It's a battle of the heart again. There's a pull from left and right. It's hard. But God will reign strong. HEAR THAT SATAN?? you were already defeated from the beginning of time lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to abide in the Lord. Stay strong, learn to keep on following The Will of God, not mine but His.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust in You Lord... With me it's impossible, but With You Lord Jesus together and me, it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you bu (God),&lt;br /&gt;To Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;From Clovey (forgot to add this in earlier :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-1834952017703792943?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1834952017703792943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/battle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1834952017703792943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1834952017703792943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/battle.html' title='A battle'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-444139896556834916</id><published>2011-11-20T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T16:07:00.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daring to Believe</title><content type='html'>I always found this interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are so&amp;nbsp;versatile in the ministry, they can practically serve in everything. Yet there are some...&lt;br /&gt;who's resources are limited in terms of restrictions and lack of talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going through this for years. Due to my involvement in CF, I haven't been able to serve as much as I would have wanted in church. But when I did get the chance. I would try my best to do my best in serving The Lord God almighty :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your resources are limited time, or you're maybe not half as talented as the rest, you tend to see what you DO have, and use it to the max. Who says the only place to serve is in the lime light? not that it's wrong but that's not the only way by far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, God looks for availability, not ability. I've experienced that with availability comes ability. I wasn't the best at speaking or standing up in front of a crowd. But the passion of God moved me before my fears. I dared to lead prayer though I was scared. I dared to stand up and speak up if something needed to be done (though now, the challenge is also giving others the chance :P). I dared to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words of David "Is there not a cause" (it's in NKJV I think) keeps ringing in my head...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-444139896556834916?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/444139896556834916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/daring-to-believe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/444139896556834916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/444139896556834916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/daring-to-believe.html' title='Daring to Believe'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-7356976897916029268</id><published>2011-11-16T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T16:05:21.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for them.</title><content type='html'>It came as quite a shock actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were planning to go and visit him on Friday (18/11/11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so happy planning what to do for him. Then I got a call from Chin Cau. At first I thought he was joking around or something then I realized the slight graveness in his tone. Then he told me something I really DID NOT SEE COMING. He was dead. Mr Ang. I didn't know him well so maybe I didn't feel the pain the way others did. But I definitely was shocked stiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tear rolled out, no aggravated scream, nothing of the sort. Just stone cold silence. When some sense came back, I reasoned with God. "Can't you just bring him back long enough to let his people know he's fine then go?" I mean if God could raise Himself from the dead, it's not impossible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know... I'm still praying. But if it's His will, let it be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss you Mr Ang. As for his family, yes. I would continue to uphold them in prayer. Will do my best as a high school student to help in whatever way possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll miss you no doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7356976897916029268?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7356976897916029268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/praying-for-them.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7356976897916029268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7356976897916029268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/praying-for-them.html' title='Praying for them.'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-7179635539839481712</id><published>2011-11-16T15:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T15:44:26.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy mornings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now that I am not going to school, I've decided to be as productive as possible, practicing piano, electone, and also for choir. So I worked VERY VERY HARDDD...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nyeh. Not really. I mean with so many good shows in the morning? heh. My favourite of them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tvsa.co.za/mastershowimages/1844_dress_my_nest_468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://www.tvsa.co.za/mastershowimages/1844_dress_my_nest_468.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;what amazes me the most about this show is how Thom looks at an utmost disaster of a house, does the 3 on 3 game with his client where they take 3 fashions they like the most and 3 items they love while he does the measuring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and from there, he decides to made a house that suits the persons personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Haha, watching this made me think of how my dream house would looks like and hopefully it won't be so bad that I need a Interior doctor to come in to solve the dilemma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7179635539839481712?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7179635539839481712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/lazy-mornings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7179635539839481712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7179635539839481712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/lazy-mornings.html' title='Lazy mornings'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-2077772537868497603</id><published>2011-11-10T18:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T18:37:01.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqy4ZcF_1tw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cqy4ZcF_1tw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2077772537868497603?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2077772537868497603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/p.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2077772537868497603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2077772537868497603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/11/p.html' title=':P'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-9214195880048232911</id><published>2011-10-29T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T13:37:13.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My view'/><title type='text'>Reposition</title><content type='html'>I've read many blogs... Rants mostly, some by people who are going through a hard time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I read especially one specific blog (will not mention) I honestly feel like getting up, take the hair-tie I usually have around my hand (just in case things get hot or too breezy) and shoot it at them and tell them "OH WOULD YOU STOP WALLOWING ALREADY, you're by far the first to go through that, I've gone through it and I can help you! Let me help you!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes if you know me from school on a once of basis or on surface you'll either say I'm a hyper child which had a perfect childhood... or, that I am always happy. Truth is, that's a lie. BIG FAT. Wanna know the truth?&amp;nbsp;Though I am funny and have the craziest ideas, they're hampered by the truth that&amp;nbsp;I'm very VERY sentitve, and VERY VERY shy. Wanna know how is it that I stand on stage and sing or have the guts to speak to crowds? simple I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It's because there's a cause.&lt;br /&gt;2. I know I can't stay wallowing in the fact that I'm naturally shy and am scared to talk to people... I have to grow and hey, I have God remember? I had the desire, He helped nurture and achieve the desire day to day.&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't want to stay a failure. If there's an ugly furniture at home, have the cow sense to REMOVE IT (or make it into fire wood or something :P) instead of covering it with a cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ you are victorious. So live the victorious live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are called to have Be Bold, Be&amp;nbsp;Courageous (Joshua 1:9) and to ultimately FOLLOW JESUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcome your weaknesses through Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Clovey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-9214195880048232911?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9214195880048232911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/reposition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/9214195880048232911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/9214195880048232911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/reposition.html' title='Reposition'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-6550068389686142050</id><published>2011-10-29T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T13:14:21.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncategorized'/><title type='text'>Assuredly His</title><content type='html'>Someone once told a friend of mine, and this friend told me,&lt;br /&gt;Do not blog for the sake of blogging, blog when God moves you to do so :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so downcast O my Soul? why so disturbed within me? PUT YOUR HOPE IN GOD, for I will praise Him, my&amp;nbsp;Savior&amp;nbsp;my Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to His will, According to His time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-6550068389686142050?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6550068389686142050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/assuredly-his.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/6550068389686142050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/6550068389686142050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/assuredly-his.html' title='Assuredly His'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-712002394641773536</id><published>2011-10-26T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T21:20:28.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh just choose already</title><content type='html'>Form 4... choose streams... I'm hearing a lot of ideas and feed backs from both my parents... Never dared to share my career options with my parents... Kinda scared what their reaction will be... only told them 2 of them... and the list of jobs I don't want XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Politician&lt;br /&gt;2. Pastor&lt;br /&gt;3. Goverment Servant (either Teacher or someone in the education department)&lt;br /&gt;4. Dentist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short. I wish I could choose up already but I'll be frank. IT'S SO HARDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I've some choices that aren't exactly parent friendly and I don't know how ready I am to take them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've wondered again and again. All I know is what God has put in my heart. That I do not need to worry, just trust in Him, He'll lead me on some coarse ruble filled roads which will be in no way easy, but He's guiding me... He'll clean my wounds when I fall. He has taken my hand and will hold it all the way through from the beginning to end. He gives me wisdom and will always be there... when all else fails. JESUS works :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-712002394641773536?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/712002394641773536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-just-choose-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/712002394641773536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/712002394641773536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-just-choose-already.html' title='Oh just choose already'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-3826673645941192704</id><published>2011-10-22T21:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T21:37:59.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change. Passion. Back to the first love</title><content type='html'>What is a church if it is not a family?&lt;br /&gt;What is a cell if there are so many little cliques? that's no longer single.&lt;br /&gt;Why serve if there's no passion? or if you aren't there for the right purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please. It's not right without God. He is our first love. without our first love. We might as well have a glee club or a karaoke instead of praise and worship. We might as well have a motivation class instead of a sermon. We might as well have a retreat in Frasers instead of spending time with God for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Peace. is like no other. It doesn't rely on place, time or destination. It surpasses understanding. Even in times of trouble... it is possible for you to still have His peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have strayed from the main purpose. It's time to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's need for a lot of change, new and more refined fire, passion and basically a return to the first love. Ready to make the first step for God? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a note sent to me from my friend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;no matter committee or not, senior or junior we're the same in God's eyes and we can all call him daddy just like father and son/daughter.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are one in God, so do not be afraid to just come to Him if that is what's holding you back from being back to the first love, don't let it. God loves you no matter who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-3826673645941192704?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3826673645941192704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/change-passion-back-to-first-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3826673645941192704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3826673645941192704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/change-passion-back-to-first-love.html' title='Change. Passion. Back to the first love'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-3468775275798437321</id><published>2011-10-19T18:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T18:42:46.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In awhile</title><content type='html'>Started studying bio =P will update more soon ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-3468775275798437321?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3468775275798437321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3468775275798437321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3468775275798437321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-awhile.html' title='In awhile'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-4968637458227567189</id><published>2011-10-11T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:36:39.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/I3adFUYibqk" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/2011/10/08/steve_jobs/"&gt;http://shyjumathew.com/blog/2011/10/08/steve_jobs/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded after reading a blogsite and the song above, that It is&amp;nbsp;necessary to go the extra mile.&lt;br /&gt;In the song, the verse "to go beyond religion" caught my attention the most. Why can't we as Christians understand that we have to get out from behind the comfort zone of daily routines to do something for a cause? Isn't that what we're supposed to do? isn't that our calling? to go to the ends of the earth? Now that is definitely WAYY OUT of the comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go beyond religion. For God is not religion but a relation. He's your brother, your father, your friend, your comforter. All very personal figures and natures in a relationship. If we could look above the nitty gritty weekly/daily routines of our walk with God and see that there's a purpose to it and it's your preperation ground to undertake a larger cause, that would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not be afraid. Taken from the post I read,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #515151; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Steve Jobs thought ahead. Always. He never went with the flow, but was always one or more steps ahead of the rest, perfectly showcased with the launches of path-breaking products like the iPhone, iPod, and iPad! His approach was ‘people don’t know what they want. We tell them and give them that.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;How amazing it would be if believers had the same approach? We are often happy with what we have and we just go on with our Sunday-to-Sunday routine! Do we realise the fact that people around us don’t quite know that they are lost? They won’t approach us (more often than not) with their needs. We need to GO and tell them about JESUS. We need to recognise their need that they may not even know about."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Let the world have their dose of light. Much of it has been forgotten. The true meaning of being a Christian is becoming a bit cloudy. Being a Christian is about being an example of Christ, not being a weekly church attender or wearing a huge cross. Not that I'm against either in fact I encourage you to not miss church &amp;nbsp;since we need to always stay in fellowship with Gods people lest we're doomed to backslide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also reminded that of what I was told once, "If a human stops grow, something is terribly wrong, Likewise, if The people of God stops growing, something is terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Let us rise up above the comfort zone of routines, Go for what God wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nevertheless, stay in fellowship with God and His people. It's preperation for the trials and bigger things you'll be taking on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Let's continue to do our job as God's chosen people to reach out to the lost, and speak to the nations that there is a God and He loves them very much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #515151; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;‘people don’t know what they want. We tell them and give them that.’ - Steve Jobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #515151; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Let's pray about it and ask God, what He wants to change or improve. We need to be going from glory to glory. If you're finding something wrong with you walk, troubleshoot. Consult the designer, what is the problem, He'll show you. He'll stick to the guide lines and show you what to do. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Let's do this, :) Together with God we can :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;God bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Cloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-4968637458227567189?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4968637458227567189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/httpshyjumathew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4968637458227567189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4968637458227567189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/httpshyjumathew.html' title=''/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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://img.youtube.com/vi/I3adFUYibqk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-2467584229733240826</id><published>2011-10-08T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:37:44.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimonies'/><title type='text'>Water</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I went downstairs to get some water. Hee hee, sounds very normal doesn't it. So I brought down my empty containers down to be filled. I filled one of the containers I brought down 2 you see, then suddenly, I felt God tell me to leave the container open, and fill the other one too (initially I didn't plan too). Some how, I thank God I was obedient enough to do so because I'll never regret doing so :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO here's what happened after that. I filled up my second container, then God told me to fill up the next, I was like "WHAT?! How much you want? You're gonna make the water bill rocket sky hi? I'M WASTING WATERR" But God gave me strength to be obedient enough, I continued. until I had like 3 to 4 extra cups then only I realized what God was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that this was something a pastor (Ps Julie Khoo) during a camp last year (I never posted about it) Then, I felt God tell me that He was about to show me more about water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Water here signifies God's spirit&lt;/b&gt;. Many times in the bible He has been mentioned to be like water. Jesus also said, come to me and I will give you living water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The cup or the containers, signifies you and other people&lt;/b&gt; like how we've been called as vessels, jars in the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing Jesus showed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEXvmYIerYA/TnP41TwWHSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VXQ_TQ_wn-s/s1600/water-running-out-of-glass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEXvmYIerYA/TnP41TwWHSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VXQ_TQ_wn-s/s1600/water-running-out-of-glass.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;that was while I filled up one of the cups. Jesus showed me, "Clovey, that is you. You are overflowing, You are being refreshed time and time again. But where is the overflow going?" then He pointed out the drainage. That's what is happening. It's being wasted. &lt;b&gt;You need to impact the lives of others&lt;/b&gt;. or else it will be wasted."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6voi9TiTDc/TnP6swqZ6uI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4CsiFPlJSCw/s1600/water-overflowing-sink.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6voi9TiTDc/TnP6swqZ6uI/AAAAAAAAAM0/4CsiFPlJSCw/s320/water-overflowing-sink.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then, He told me, fill another person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I put another cup under the first cup. the overflow filled that cup. Before long that cup overflowed and the overflow went into the drain too. Then God said "&lt;b&gt;You can't keep filling others alone&lt;/b&gt;. Just as much as you need to be connected to the power source so does others. You are a channel of God's grace,a but before long &lt;b&gt;you have to let him/her connect to God directly (as in make a personal decision and dedication with God).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next he showed me the tap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdZED4zASnM/TnP7TL0Z2lI/AAAAAAAAAM4/4zSjw_z-xzs/s1600/running_tap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdZED4zASnM/TnP7TL0Z2lI/AAAAAAAAAM4/4zSjw_z-xzs/s320/running_tap.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;God's love is at it's max&lt;/b&gt; (like the tap at max power). Never ever ever has it decreased, never ever ever has it wavered. It never stops, He will continuously fills you. &lt;b&gt;Jesus will never leave you to fend on your own. He's always there even when you do not know He's there.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BUT. (now God showed me the next thing. (The lids or the caps or the covers for the containers, cups and the bottle I had already filled.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.preciousmoulds.com/cap%20images/images/022%20Mineral%20water%20cap_jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.preciousmoulds.com/cap%20images/images/022%20Mineral%20water%20cap_jpg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's up to you whether or not you want to let Jesus fill you.&lt;/b&gt; Also, it is up to you how much you want to let God fill you. May it be FULLY, HALF, or NOT AT ALL. The amount you let Him fill, is the amount you will experience. May I urge you, &lt;b&gt;Let Jesus fill ALL of you&lt;/b&gt;. That can only be done when you &lt;b&gt;SURRENDER ALL.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At times there will be&lt;b&gt; temptations to seal up or close the lid &lt;/b&gt;and do things your own way, or maybe you are afraid to surrender or something. BUT. Again &lt;b&gt;BUT.&lt;/b&gt; God created you and He loves you. THEREFORE. &lt;b&gt;He will give you His own strength&lt;/b&gt; (HIS VERY OWN STRENGTH) so you can remain strong and remain opened to continue receiving His goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today, I just found something else about water :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;John baptized them in water. They were immersed in the waters of the Jordan river. Jesus will baptize you in the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit is the spiritual water Jesus immerse you in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;............................................................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thank the Lord for giving me this opportunity to share His wonderful testimony. Truly, To GOD be the glory :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For who am I that He is mindful of me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That He hears me, when I call... :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(the rest of the song just came to mind. It's based on what Mary said when she visited her cousin Elizabeth)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Is it true that you are thinking of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;How You love me... IT'S AMAZING!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm a friend of God, I'm a friend of God, I'm a friend of God, HE CALLS ME FRIEND!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In Jesus name, God Bless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;CLoves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2467584229733240826?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2467584229733240826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2467584229733240826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2467584229733240826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/water.html' title='Water'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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/-PEXvmYIerYA/TnP41TwWHSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VXQ_TQ_wn-s/s72-c/water-running-out-of-glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-7994251273858379134</id><published>2011-10-08T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T14:38:08.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRv8gnBMiWM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uRv8gnBMiWM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7994251273858379134?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7994251273858379134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7994251273858379134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7994251273858379134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-4095948239311194360</id><published>2011-10-08T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T15:20:35.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouquet of Praises</title><content type='html'>I want to send this Bouquet to my King of Kings, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done at my best, and oh, the finishing touches were His work of Art. This time round it will be my grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the card attached to the bouquet will go something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jesus, Thanks for helping me to conquer my PMR papers. I think I did really well. Thank you for giving me the strength and friends that helped me to study through,&lt;br /&gt;and thank you God for giving me the wisdom and retention power to understand them too.&lt;br /&gt;I love You Jesus, I hope this bouquet pleases you, May it be a sweet sweet smell to you Lord.&lt;br /&gt;2 more days of exam, But Lord, I'm not worried, You will Help me. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know my results so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nah. not gonna tell =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BYE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-4095948239311194360?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4095948239311194360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/bouquet-of-praises.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4095948239311194360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4095948239311194360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/10/bouquet-of-praises.html' title='Bouquet of Praises'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-4829310880235244364</id><published>2011-09-14T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T22:25:00.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my e.g.'/><title type='text'>He Spoke :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G10QVD-a1UQ/Tmx68bxmj1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/zsO8HynmZU4/s1600/viewer.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G10QVD-a1UQ/Tmx68bxmj1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/zsO8HynmZU4/s640/viewer.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-4829310880235244364?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4829310880235244364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/he-spoke.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4829310880235244364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4829310880235244364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/he-spoke.html' title='He Spoke :)'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G10QVD-a1UQ/Tmx68bxmj1I/AAAAAAAAAMs/zsO8HynmZU4/s72-c/viewer.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-7705210447210395724</id><published>2011-09-11T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T17:41:15.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lookie what I found :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;you know that "next blog" button on top of the blog? yeah, I felt led to click it and I did and lookie what I found?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;This amazing post. Here's the add if you want it :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://onlymymuse.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://onlymymuse.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;and Here's her post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHILE I'M WAITING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;In hope [Abraham]&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;believed against hope&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, that he should become the father of many nations, as he had been told, 'So shall your offspring be.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;He did not weaken in faith when he considered his own body&lt;/b&gt;, which was as good as dead (since he was about a hundred years old),&lt;b&gt;or when he considered the barrenness of Sarah's womb&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;No distrust&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;made him waver&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;concerning the promise of God, but&lt;b&gt;he grew strong&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;in his faith&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;as he gave glory to God&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;fully convinced&lt;/i&gt;that God was able to do what he had promised."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;~Romans 4:18-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;Abraham chose to trust in God's Word more than he trusted the evidence before his eyes; he chose to lean not on his own understanding, but to trust in God with&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;of his heart. Abraham made this choice because the unseen God was more real to him than the things which are seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;It is also interesting to note that Abraham's faith grew strong "as he gave glory to God." Abraham gave glory to God-- praised Him for His goodness, thanked Him for His blessings, and attributed his success to God-- all while waiting in earnest hope for God's promise to be realized. This was what strengthened Abraham's faith, his trust in God-- thanking and praising God for the gifts of the present&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;while waiting&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the promise of the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;May God grant me the strength to praise Him for His goodness and thank Him for His blessings today that I may strengthen my trust to believe in His promises for my future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shall post some of my own stuff soon :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7705210447210395724?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7705210447210395724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/lookie-what-i-found-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7705210447210395724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7705210447210395724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/lookie-what-i-found-d.html' title='Lookie what I found :D'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-2328788922587576967</id><published>2011-09-10T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:18:16.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Long</title><content type='html'>Does it take that much to live for God? Yes. But then again remember what God has promised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wpYOK5Y1gw/TGA_uw52IeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/j-0FCiRYTf8/s400/Slide10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wpYOK5Y1gw/TGA_uw52IeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/j-0FCiRYTf8/s320/Slide10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God:&lt;br /&gt;"It's been too Long... I need to give my all to You Lord Jesus... I'm coming back to the heart of worship. I love you... My heart sings of you Day and Night. I feel weird when I don't care about You. I need you. I know I do... eventhough at times I don't want to admit it. You are God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Now on I make a&amp;nbsp;covenant&amp;nbsp;with You Lord Jesus, I WILL READILY acknowledge You. I WILL LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART. I WILL SERVE YOU WHOLE HEARTEDLY, I am YOURS ONLY. Lord... Daddy. I love You..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2328788922587576967?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2328788922587576967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/too-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2328788922587576967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2328788922587576967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/too-long.html' title='Too Long'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9wpYOK5Y1gw/TGA_uw52IeI/AAAAAAAAAb0/j-0FCiRYTf8/s72-c/Slide10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-8049977066891162361</id><published>2011-09-10T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:08:55.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken, Crushed and Not Destroyed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;My greatest desire would be to bear fruit for my Master in His will. I believe that is the cry of every tree planted by the Master, to bear fruit, much fruit for the Master. Yet even out of the bearing much fruit comes crushing blows that sometimes threaten to shake our very foundation of faith in God’s love for us. If that is you, don’t you move from this page till you are done with this post because I believe this word is for you – a lesson from the olive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Uniquely, a hot growing season is required to ripen the fruit of the olive tree. Proudly, the trees survive and fruit well even with considerable neglect of the dry climate. Somewhere around the end of October, just when the hot climate turns to pleasant, the olives are ready to be plucked by their Master. The hot season has turned the olive fruits into their full green hue and they have grown into the fullest size. The olives are then washed to eliminate the impurities and every other small strange thing that could hinder the purity of its purpose! Thorough cleaning and hand picking among tons of olives to discard unwanted ones and foreign objects is another painstaking step that makes the olive oil so special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/olive-1.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #8f020b; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-421" height="263" src="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/olive-1.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;" title="olive 1" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;After it is washed, the Master takes them&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="more-417" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to the stone mill to be crushed by huge stones. Before long, all the green full-sized olive fruits are crushed into mere paste before it is further introduced to the pressing machine. The resulting olive paste is then mixed and the process of separation begins. After which, it is left alone to rest to separate the watery part of olives from the oil which begins to flow, by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/olive-2.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #8f020b; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-422" height="166" src="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/olive-2.jpg" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;" title="olive 2" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;This olive oil, also called as liquid gold, starts its life not in the bottle but at the crushing and pressing of its beautiful self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Truth be told, it is not the pleasant familiar situations of life that makes us strong but the breaking and the crushing of life that brings the best out of us. The more we struggle to surrender the more difficult, we make it for ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I remember counseling someone who was going through a time of tough rejection in life and telling that they had 2 options. The first, he could come out of this problem angry, bitter and difficult to deal with. The other, he could surrender to the hands of God and allow God to then polish him and fill him with wisdom, for further purposes of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Being human, there are times when I stand at the door of decisions where I flinch for a second and come up with questions like, ‘Why Lord? Why this? Why me? How could you?’, just to be reminded by the Holy Spirit about the pressing that brings the best of what is within us. I then try to replace these questions with a thankful heart and say, ‘God you are faithful, you know better than me, help me get through this too, help me praise and worship you like Job in the Bible.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Speaking to a young girl who was blamed wrongly for her mother’s sickness, she mentioned how all the insults and pain had&amp;nbsp;brought great change in her character. As she took the hurt into the presence of God, the Spirit of God brought great humility into her heart. Crushing not only changes your heart but when surrendered, it polishes you into a precious pearl. Like it is seen about the women in the New Testament, the breaking of the alabaster box allowed the aroma to spread beyond the house. Standing between God and man I’ve felt the pressure of seeing many unanswered broken families and situations. All I know from my personal experience is that as we lift those unanswered situations to God in worship, there is much that God will bring out of it beyond what our minds can fathom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Notice this, 430 years of Slavery led to the anointed Moses being born. Further, 400 years of silence from God between Malachi and Matthew brought forth the birth of Jesus. Your brokenness and helplessness is leading to the birth of an anointing and a purpose you have never experienced before! So, why not surrender into full-hearted worship right away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Here’s a verse, I’ll leave you with that holds my life’s reins in my greatest need. Notice specifically, he is the ever-present help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells. God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day. Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall; He lifts his voice, the earth melts.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #515151; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Psalm 46:1-7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: HelveticaNeue-Light, 'Helvetica Neue Light', 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, 'Lucida Grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: 300; line-height: 21px;"&gt;[ © While using this article, do not alter the wording. Link back to this article on www.shyjumathew.com/blog And do not charge for it.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-8049977066891162361?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8049977066891162361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/broken-crushed-and-not-destroyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8049977066891162361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8049977066891162361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/09/broken-crushed-and-not-destroyed.html' title='Broken, Crushed and Not Destroyed!'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-9052330243919720401</id><published>2011-08-31T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T17:02:34.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>203th post</title><content type='html'>Asked my friend the other day if she understood my previous post... hmm... looks like she didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, I'll explain it in the next post :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for right now... I want to introduce you to...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/N6EYrqIn0yI" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta; color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Vocas ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-9052330243919720401?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9052330243919720401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/203th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/9052330243919720401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/9052330243919720401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/203th-post.html' title='203th post'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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://img.youtube.com/vi/N6EYrqIn0yI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-1856047227817353818</id><published>2011-08-26T16:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:46:39.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My view'/><title type='text'>Yours Randomly, Clovey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Explanation in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you especially if you're a guy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The best way for a guy to turn off girls is by being overly perasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guys going around flirting with every girl in town gives just the same effect as when girls go around flirting with every guy in town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes it helps for guys to be honest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yours randomly,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Clovey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No explanation for this one. it's as direct as direct can get.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear flatfish,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you're so eager to see what's on top nearer to the surface... here's a tip. Why don't you GET UP and swim forward instead of changing your eye position?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yours randomly,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Clovey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For the people who would wish they could rise up out of their situation. But instead of getting up and doing the right thing, they'll rather sit there (or lie there), change their whole world around them (like how the flat fish abnormally as 2 eyes at the same side of it's body) in other words, changing the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;unnecessary.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For these people, get up and change what you REALLY need to change.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear car,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you have a reverse gear, but, you don't always have to be reversing, neither do you have to keep looking back. If you realised, you have 1 reverse and 5 other speeds to move forward (for manual cars)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, you have a smaller yet very important rear view mirror compared to your windscreen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW, do you know why you have a rear view mirror in the first place? so you can continue to look forward while keeping in mind memories, learning from and/or overcoming the bad memories, remembering and cherishing the good ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Yours randomly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Clovey&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We all have the ability to look back, reflect and remember. But however, we aren't given the natural ability to walk back in time and relive it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like how the car has more speed choices to drive forward and only one gear to reverse, so do we have much MUCH more reason to press forward for a brighter future.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Like how cars have important rear view mirrors to look back, we too can do that to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But. remember, the rear view is like our ability to reflect. BUT at the same time, we are moving forward. Avoiding the pass dangers, and improving the way you live life :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear phone gripper,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever tried ungripping me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yours randomly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Clovey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;For those who are emotionally attached to their hand phones hee hee, it's an addiction. so overcome it. Nike - Just Do it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know you are able to overcome and do what's right if God helps you. WAIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do remember to let Him help you when you ask Him to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yours randomly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Clovey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear holidays,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have high hopes for you, how far can you stretch? If reaching forward is 1 day, and touching your knees is 2 weeks, how far is touching your toes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yours randomly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Clovey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;This one is a lame joke. I think most of you got it though XD So... I'm not explaining this one tee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear china cookie jar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want your cookie, but you've just been moulded, you still need to go through the oven and then, you still need to cool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yours randomly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Clovey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;For those little girls who are considering an official of unofficial Boy-Girl relationship. You are still new. Just developed in terms of body, soul, and mind. You've just started to develope. You still have yet to fully mature just like how the wet clay still has to be heated. And don't forget. You still have to cool (it's metaphor - FULLY mature)... sure you can sell the cookies crisp and hot from the oven (it's&amp;nbsp;metaphor - for the things you have) But you can't do the same with the Jar (it's metaphor - yourself).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours Randomly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clovey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-1856047227817353818?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1856047227817353818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/yours-randomly-clovey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1856047227817353818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1856047227817353818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/yours-randomly-clovey.html' title='Yours Randomly, Clovey'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-121412039360822124</id><published>2011-08-17T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T17:29:18.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ah choo'/><title type='text'>answer sheet ABC</title><content type='html'>1. Clovey Lye Shu Zhen has created a minimum of 3 songs, penned many more and is wondering what to do with them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A. Eat them with toast and honey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B. Post up the Lyrics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C. Post a video&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D. Just keep it in a box for now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-121412039360822124?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/121412039360822124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/answer-sheet-abc.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/121412039360822124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/121412039360822124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/answer-sheet-abc.html' title='answer sheet ABC'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-5205978471498550306</id><published>2011-08-17T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T17:21:17.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncategorized'/><title type='text'>Life - Smile at it</title><content type='html'>Jesus holds my hand through you see :) sorry... haha that was the first thing that came into mind... no matter how hard things are, you can always count on Him to hold you and protect you and guide you through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the bible the other day, and God showed me this... The Isrealites passed through the desert, places that have never been dwelt in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the word PASSED THROUGH. In other words they didn't stay there, they went through and better. They did things Did things others never did, which was to go through a place no one else has (No one dwelt).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first they went through trials, in fact a punishment. God as a father still punishes us when we're naughty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God brought them out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Brought them through,&lt;br /&gt;Helped them do things no others did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorows first day of PMR trials... gahh... GOD!! I've studied, I've done my part. I TRUST IN YOU :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-5205978471498550306?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5205978471498550306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-smile-at-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5205978471498550306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5205978471498550306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-smile-at-it.html' title='Life - Smile at it'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-9202255976749300624</id><published>2011-08-08T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T17:58:02.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SUBANG RALLY 2011 =)'/><title type='text'>I stand in awe</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It's been a week since rally, and I'm finally blogging about what happened during rally. If you were there during that awesome event, stop. And take a look back. What has happened since rally? How have you changed? If you haven't, I think it's not too late. Ask God, and He'll show you. Maybe not in the way you expect, but in the most suitable way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Well, as promised, my rally experience. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I won't be talking much about the little sweet things that happened during rally, no. I'll rather talk about what happened in the spiritual realm. There was a blast of trumpets that sounded at the triumph in which so many turned back to Jesus. &lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I should know, I was one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I'll give you a glimpse of what has been going on in me lately... something that spans 2 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Bit's and pieces of it can be found scattered around this blog so maybe if you follow my blog enough you'll kinda know what's going on. 2 year's ago, I got into a relationship. Thank God I had good friends and mentors who have gave me great advice and in the end, I did not agree to confirm it with him back then and it ended before it started. We're still friends though, going on with life. God healed us you see? However I regreted doing the right thing until around June last year where God helped me out of this mild depression. However by then, coupled with other stuff that happened, I had fallen pretty far away from God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I cannot tell you how many MANY times He has held my hand ready to pull me out each and every time I fall and I pretty much have lost count of how many times that is. I would go from a low point, just to be pulled out by His grace, just to go back down... this kinda has repeated itself again and again through out last year and this year though I thank God that this year has been somewhat milder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;So rally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;As you know I was a vocalist for session 1 worship team and let me tell you worshiping God is one of the best things ever because you're in a state of surrender and you just open your heart to Him through songs and cries of faith. However, I had fallen so much that I couldn't feel His presence at all. I was blinded by pride, fear, and self-dependancy. While worshiping on stage, I tried very hard to get into the heart of worship but, I couldn't. I mean who can by their own strength? You have to surrender and acknowledge the things God want's you to acknowledge, then only can you come into His presence with a joyful heart. Inspite of that, there WERE some times I did get into the heart of worship but that was when I surrendered, then after that I would take back due to fear, causing me to fall out again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I thought of last years rally where I was the keyboardist for session 1 that year. I remembered how I had been so on fire despite the fact I was already spiritually weakened. Me and Joyce and the rest of last years team could feel His presense sweep through the place even before the event even started. Now all I felt was nothing. I realised I had become that weak and I knew this couldn't continue. Sure I was still able to give good advice to others in trouble, sure I was still able to smile and say God bless you, and sure I still had the gifts that God gave me. But without God, without His love, all that is but a clanging gong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I needed God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt; Without Him it's impossible for me to continue on. At times I cried out to Him " GOD!! I can fake a smile and laugh with others, but I can't fake it in front of You!! You know me to well... Lord I need You!! Please come!! Take away my fear!! COME FOR ME LORDD". I pleaded and pleaded this plea I cried since around early this year again and again that day. I wondered why God didn't answer it, but as I'm typing now, Jesus is revealing the reason to me. It was an sms Jonathan sent me last year about his experience and testimony. One that would mean a lot to him, and one that will make me smile to know God had used me to bring it to pass. This is an outline of what he sent me. " Until you acknowledge the very thing that God wants you to acknowledge, then only can you see the beauty and marvelous glory of the Lord in it's fullest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I never understood it, until now. It's because what God wants you to acknowledge is what is hindering you from experiencing Him at His fullest. Praise be to God for showing me what it meant :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;So this is how God helped me to acknowledge it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Sharing. 	Pastor Andy shared stuff that pin pointed the main points that held 	me back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Change Will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Cost you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;be 	unConfortable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Cut you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;	&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;After each point 	he would ask. DO YOU STILL WANT CHANGE? Each time my answer was yes. 	I was ready. God had made me so. Jesus had positioned me for 	changed. He had changed my heart.  	&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="2"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I 	wanted really badly to go up for altercall but duty calls, I was 	helping to sing during altercall and Emily and Avryl couldn't see me 	signal XD So I sang and sang, knelt down, and surrendered to God... 	but I knew I needed more. The need for change of should I say the 	roar was loud enough, I did something I would usually be too timid 	to do. After altercall, I made my way to pastor Andy the minute I 	could, and asked him to pray for me and told me everything I was 	going through. I believe God wanted me to do that. :) 'cause what He 	told me through pastor was exactly what He had told me somewhere 	last year but I had forgotten. (I'll bold that) This is what he 	said: "The fact that you are concerned by this shows that you 	still have a heart for Him. And God says that He can still work in 	you, He has not condemned you. Let Him in, He has not condemned you 	He can still work with you!! and Clovey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 	The reason why satan is trying to bring you down is because he knows 	that if God was to have His way in you, you'll do serious damage to 	his kingdom. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You are 	going to do great and mighty things for the kingdom of God... God 	still loves you, let Him in..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="3"&gt;	&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;How sweet can God 	be :) give Him a clap and a pat on His back, or you can choose to 	squeeze Him in gratitude, give Him a hug yo. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Altercall 	during session 2. A certain Form 5, Amanda Ooi prayed for me. This 	was the outline " Thank you God for her heart... listen! (She 	held my hand) The Lord has promised to hold your hand. Just as I'm 	holding your hand now, He will hold your hand through it all, He'll 	never let go so never let go of Him. Never let go of Him... never."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="3"&gt;	&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Give Jesus the 	praise :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="3"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Session 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;You see, Jonathan 	had brought this friend of his, her name is Cheryll :) at first I 	was like hmm, friend, ok, I'll try to get to know her hmm, ok, no 	prob.  	&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Later, 	after yet another spirit filled sharing session ( this time I could 	feel Jesus's presense sweep through the place while they were 	introducing the pastor. Yi-Lynn felt it too after we prayed together 	as a whole rally :D PTL!) there was altercall. First was the call 	for those who would like to give their lives to Christ. Many went 	forward, bravely. So did Cheryll. Being a catcher I blurly went up, 	just to be called by Jon to watch over her. So yeah I went to watch 	over her lah. Then Jon (dude, try as I might I have still have no 	choice but to mention your name again!), He turned back and told me 	to share my testimony with her, not knowing of what had happened so 	far. Obviously God was the one who prompted him. I was like which 	one? "Hmm... God? Which one should I tell that would touch her? 	Is she dedicating herself for the first time? Hmm..." In the 	end I felt led to share the testimony I shared with you except much 	MUCH shorter =D just the outlines only (2 years ago... was very on 	fire... back slided... what happened during session 1 Praise &amp;amp; 	Worship... Pastor prayed... God will always lead us back, He'll 	always be there for us...) =) &lt;/span&gt; 	&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="3"&gt;	&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Little did I 	expect what she told me. She was actually there for a re-dedication. 		&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;[(O.O) – most 	probably my face expression then] Then she shared how at a time, she 	too had been so on fire and then she too back slided... and now 	she's back to God again... Our testimonies were quite the same! God 	is awesome, that He would help us meet so we would know we weren't 	all alone... and that God could lead us back to Him one and for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="3"&gt;	&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Last thing I heard 	of her is that she's going strong... Hey! Let's give God a hand!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="3"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Then when I 	went forward myself for altercall, Jesus was beautiful. He confirmed 	yet another thing with me, giving me new hope, getting my mind off 	my fears of my current situation and showed me again something He 	had showed me before personally to me, now through pastor Gurmit 	Singh... that through my hands, God will bring healing! Healing to 	many lives! THANK YOU GOD!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;That testimony 	shared in no 4. helped me a lot in overcoming my fears and through 	it, God gave me the courage to share this testimony which otherwise, 	I'll be to afraid to share, He took my fears and replaced it with 	His joy, and His peace, in short, He changed me for the better.  	&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Truly My God is an 	awesome God :) and did I tell you? That He didn't condemn me despite 	all I did? He is awesome AWESOME I tell you :) I love Him, Who is 	like the Lord? Nobody!!! He is my provider for ever and ever :) How 	bout you? Is He yours too? (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TkU7sp_pims/Tj-y-3RnxSI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MBnuQa8nhtk/s1600/280415_1464846998568_1755315306_742789_2111497_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TkU7sp_pims/Tj-y-3RnxSI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MBnuQa8nhtk/s320/280415_1464846998568_1755315306_742789_2111497_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-9202255976749300624?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9202255976749300624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-stand-in-awe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/9202255976749300624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/9202255976749300624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-stand-in-awe.html' title='I stand in awe'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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/-TkU7sp_pims/Tj-y-3RnxSI/AAAAAAAAAMo/MBnuQa8nhtk/s72-c/280415_1464846998568_1755315306_742789_2111497_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-7413853844260370535</id><published>2011-08-02T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T17:39:12.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SUBANG RALLY 2011 =)'/><title type='text'>Subang Rally 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Last Saturday was Subang Rally :) To say the least it was awesome. :) But what a testimony I gained from it that made it as awesome as it was. Are you ready to hear the testimony, if you are let me begin with an intro in which I'll say : "expect nothing ordinary when God's around."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Prior to rally, somewhere in March even before going for Subang Rally auditions, I smsed a dear friend of mind these words... I'll just show you the relevant part and cut out the teasing and all haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" I feel that God's about to do something very new and original in the committee months before the rally itself... there'll be a shaking among them and SR(short for Subang Rally)'s outcome will be very much beyond our expectations."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is my account on the unexpected that happened to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now, let me give you the run up of events. A month later we had our worship team auditions. I auditioned for Keyboard and Piano... and decided I'll just join vocals if I decided to on that day haha. Well on that day, I asked God:" hmm... I don't feel like joining vocals but should I?" well, He urged me to sing so fine, I did not really expecting much since my voice isn't really good in the sense that I have problems with high notes. And also, being a good keyboardist and pianist, well at least better then my singing haha, I expected either or.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some weeks later I got the results. I wasn't playing the keyboard nor was I playing piano for rally. I asked the question: "Lord, Why?" I wondered whether it was His way of preparing me for something else in future where I was to worship lead for I do have a prophesy that I would worship lead someday though at the time I got it I sounded so bad people just stare at me in horror whenever I sing. So where I am now and where I was then, is definitely God. I mean who are you to worry? If God says, He'll bring it to past. Sometimes He'll ask you to do this and that, sometimes He'll just work an unthinkable miracle. Over the practises, I have got comments from seniors and fellow members that I was an epic harmonizer and so on and I'll just smile and think "God. Not me :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;About a month before rally, Dylan, our worship leader found out that he had to go for confirmation camp. And it clashed with rally, meaning that he couldn't go for rally. Needless to say, we were all worried. By then, we had practised together for around 2 months and now we're told that we might not have our leader around? Hard to handle haha. But God lead us to do the right thing. He lead us to fast and pray about it. So all of us as a team, took the time we had, and fasted and prayed during lunch time, praying that God would help us For we believed with all our hearts that God would make a way. I think it was July 9&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; haha. A huge coinecidence. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then guess what? Dylan told us some days later, that the person in charge told him that he could get confirmed eventhough he doesn't come for camp. PRAISE THE LORD!! He could come. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;we had another 3 awesome practises, had pre-rally woo hoo we were all ready to rock the stage for God during rally!! however, we still decided to have one more practise at Judson(our drummer)'s house on Tuesday. I think this was the case for most of us... we were all excited and ready to go over to his house for practise when suddenly we all got a phone call from Dylan. Dylan had to break some news to us. Judson cannot let us use his house for practise for he won't be in because his grandfather was very ill and he and his family was going over to visit him. Another thing was, he wouldn't be able to come for rally. We had lost our drummer. Obviously we were anxious and we were worried. But God gave us the wisdom once again to do the right thing. Yet again, we fasted and prayed for Judson and his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Guess what? On Thursday, 2 days later, Judson told Dylan he could make it. Man were we happy. Anyway because of the non-stop postponing, we finally got to have our practise in my house this time for only the vocalists and the keyboardists and acoustic guitarist. We had an awesome time practising when suddenly got a call from Jonathan (our acoustic guitarist. His brother was filling in for him because he was busy with something else.) He broke the news to us that Judson couldn't come again because he now had to attend his grandfathers memorial. Needless to say we felt sad for him yet we were worried too beecause rally was exactly the next day at that time and we were now left with no drummer. The worship coordinators had got us the night concert drummer but the thing is, we haven't practised with him and rally is just the next day... so, we decided to Take some time of to pray and worship Him. For it's a fact that we should praise Him no matter what the circumstance. Later we were supposed to have practise at 7 at Taylors Lakeside campus but when we were there the equipments weren't there... there had been a delay you see. In the end we couldn't practise and many of us were getting pretty scared... lol... thank God he helped me stay cool and happy and basically, haha not worried lah... truly it was God... thank you Jesus :) Chloe our Assistant worship coordinator told us one thing that I don't think any of us will forget it was something like this: "If there's anyway to cut down on practise then it is to pray, worship and  praise Him"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Next day. Rally day had arrived and we finally got a chance to have 1 practice with our new drummer Ivan :) At the beginning for the first song especially, The beat was all out. Don't get me started how XD and we practised another song. That song went slightly better maybe because it was a familiar song. Suddenly, Chloe stopped us half way. She told us, she sensed a lot of fear within some of us (I still wasn't really scared yet XD PRAISE GOD Haha) and told us to take sometime praying. So, we prayed, then, we played :) This time, when we did the first song again, Our drummers beat just became like awesome awesome :D it was like triple what it was before for the parts he played way to slow, and on the dot for the parts he played too fast. God help him =DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, Isn't He awesome? And guess what? I haven't even started about what happened DURING rally itself haha... But I think this post is long enough. I'll probably make a part 2 and post it up next time I'm online :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So see you later aligator :P, God Bless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cloves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7413853844260370535?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7413853844260370535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/subang-rally-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7413853844260370535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7413853844260370535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/08/subang-rally-2011.html' title='Subang Rally 2011'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-8301253945181108755</id><published>2011-07-16T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T22:56:57.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Bloggie</title><content type='html'>Dear Bloggie, Todays a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it is my job to voice out my displeasure in not being able to see Kristine Yee in her Boy's Brigade uniform... but I did hear she looked really adorable in it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the real sutff... *takes a deep breath* TODAY THERE WAS HARI KELUARGA AND I CAME AT 9.30 BECAUSE I HAD TO STUDY 2 HOURS BEFORE GOING so proud of myself :) AND I WAS THERE UNTIL 11.30 AND HELPED OUT AT MY CLASS STORES AND THE CF ADOI STATION IT WAS FUN!! I GOT CAUGHT AND JAILED TOO!! SO FUN WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's done *let's go of breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home then went to FBC for Subang Rally Practises it was fun... wonder whether it was more fun looking out for Kristine Jonathan and Daniel in uni or the practise itself... fine... both were just as fun haha. Well, Jonathan looks just as retarded as usual =P, Daniel was doing the weirdest thing with the trumpet. (what? blowing it funny la XP), Kristine? couldn't find her... :'( but oh well... next time lah heehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can say for now... other than.... COME FOR RALLY WEIH!!! it's gonna be AwEsOmEeEeEeEeEe YEAH!! you'll never regret!! God will never leave you bored. If you find Him, the get ready for a time of your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-8301253945181108755?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8301253945181108755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-bloggie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8301253945181108755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8301253945181108755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-bloggie.html' title='Dear Bloggie'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-9180360745346654346</id><published>2011-07-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T22:43:01.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ah choo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;"God can heal a broken heart, but He has to have all the pieces" - Joyce Ong @ Tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;"You’re going to come across people in your life who will say all the right words at all the right times. But in the end, it’s always their actions you should judge them by. It’s actions, not words, that matter." - Joyce Ong @ Tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;"Loving Jesus is never easy. But it's worth the fight." - Brandon Shia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;"His (God) love makes us fall harder and harder, deeper and deeper in love everyday." - Michelle Beth Chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyu-jlcMTvY/TdJEGzAjg1I/AAAAAAAAA_0/_rDZm_d4A8k/s400/tumblr_leh2ulezwr1qb725jo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lyu-jlcMTvY/TdJEGzAjg1I/AAAAAAAAA_0/_rDZm_d4A8k/s400/tumblr_leh2ulezwr1qb725jo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Take my advise. Look at the person next to you or around you... don't need to look that far... wisdom is just there for those who can find it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;finders keepers, See the forest. not the trees... YET ALSO See the forest and remember the trees.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="letter-spacing: -2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Clovey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-9180360745346654346?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/9180360745346654346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/god-can-heal-broken-heart-but-he-has-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/9180360745346654346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/9180360745346654346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/god-can-heal-broken-heart-but-he-has-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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/-lyu-jlcMTvY/TdJEGzAjg1I/AAAAAAAAA_0/_rDZm_d4A8k/s72-c/tumblr_leh2ulezwr1qb725jo1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-7715351739516115081</id><published>2011-07-09T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T22:14:24.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My view'/><title type='text'>Wisdom</title><content type='html'>If we can't do anything but complain, WHY COMPLAIN???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: x-large;"&gt;PRAY LAAAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;It is said that Prayer, moves the hands of God to do things that our own are incapable of doing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;Face it. no matter how capable you are, that capability was given to you by God. PLUS. You can't control weather. You can't control time. Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23324" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23325" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23326" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23327" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23328" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23329" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="woj"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Many veiw prayer as a lazy mans way. Well, I'll agree if he merely prayers without understanding the consequence of that prayer. For Example,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="woj" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Sharing with all of you "The Lord's Prayer". This is in two parts,&lt;br /&gt;The prayer ( in&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;) and GOD (in&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;)-in response to the prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; *********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"Our Father Who Art In Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Don't interrupt me. I'm praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;But -- you called ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Called you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No, I didn't call you..I'm praying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Our Father who art in Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;There -- you did it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Did what?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Called ME. You said, "Our Father who art in Heaven". Well, here I am. What's on your mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;But I didn't mean anything by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was, you know, just saying my prayers for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I always say the Lord's Prayer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;It makes me feel good,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Kind of like fulfilling a duty.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Well, all right. Go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Okay, Hallowed be thy name .&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Hold it right there. What do you mean by that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;By what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;By "Hallowed be thy name"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It means, it means .. . Good grief, I don't know what it means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How in the world should I know? It's just a part of the prayer.By the way, what does it mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;It means honored, holy, wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey, that makes sense.. I never thought about what 'hallowed' meant before.Thanks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thy Kingdom come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Thy will be done, On earth as it is in Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Do you really mean that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Sure, why not?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What are you doing about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Doing? Why, nothing, I guess.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I just think it would be kind of neat if you got control of everything down here like you have up there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;We're kinda in a mess down here you know.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yes, I know; But, have I got control of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Well, I go to church..&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That isn't what I asked you.What about your bad temper? You've really got a problem there, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And then there's the way you spend your money -- all on yourself. And what about the kind of books you read ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now hold on just a minute! Stop picking on me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm just as good as some of the rest of those people at church!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Excuse ME. I thought you were praying for my will to be done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If that is to happen, It will have to start with the ones who are praying for it. Like you -- for example ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, all right. I guess I do have some hang-ups. Now that you mention it, I could probably name some others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;So could I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I haven't thought about it very much until now, But I really would like to cut out some of those things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I would like to, you know, be really free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Good. Now we're getting somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;We'll work together -- You and ME. I'm proud of You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Look, Lord, if you don't mind,I need to finish up here. This is taking a lot longer than it usually does.&lt;br /&gt;Give us this day, our daily bread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You need to cut out the bread..You're overweight as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey, wait a minute! What is this? Here I was doing my religious duty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And all of a sudden you break in, And remind me of all my hang-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Praying is a dangerous thing.&lt;br /&gt;You just might get what you ask for.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you called ME -- and here I am. It's too late to stop now. Keep praying. ( pause .. . ) Well, go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I'm scared to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Scared? Of what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I know what you'll say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Try ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Forgive us our sins, &amp;nbsp;As we forgive those who sin against us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;What about Ann?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;See? I knew it! I knew you would bring her up! Why, Lord, she's told lies about me, spread stories. She never paid back the money she owes me..I've sworn to get even with her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But -- your prayer --What about your prayer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I didn't -- mean it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, at least you're honest. But, it's quite a load carrying around all that bitterness and resentment isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, but I'll feel better as soon as I get even with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Boy, have I got some plans for her. She'll wish she had never been born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;No, you won't feel any better. You'll feel worse. Revenge isn't sweet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You know how unhappy you are -- Well, I can change that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;You can? How?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Forgive Ann. Then, I'll forgive you; And the hate and the sin will be Ann's problem -- not yours.&lt;br /&gt;You will have settled the problem as far as you are concerned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, you know, you're right. You always are. And more than I want revenge, I want to be right with You . . (sigh). All right, all right . .I forgive her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There now! Wonderful! How do you feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hmmmm. Well, not bad. Not bad at all! In fact, I feel pretty great!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You know, I don't think I'll go to bed uptight tonight. I haven't been getting much rest, you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Yeah, I know. But, you're not through with your prayer, are you? Go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, all right. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Good! Good! I'll do that. Just don't put yourself in a place where you can be tempted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;What do you mean by that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Yeah. I know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay.Go ahead. Finish your prayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory forever. Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you know what would bring me glory? What would really make me happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No, but I'd like to know. I want to please you now...I've really made a mess of things. I want to truly behave like Christ.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I can see now how great that would be. So, tell me .. . .How do I make you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;YOU just did".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Understand the Lord's Prayer, Understand every prayer you pray and understand the consequence of the prayer. God WILL set up circumstances to bring that prayer of yours to pass... Trust in Him to see you through to the Finish line. Believe in Him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;For again, He promises you: "Is there anything to hard for the Lord?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This is a challenge. Will you just read and pass this by, or would you take it up and choose to pray and experience first hand the power of &amp;nbsp;Prayer to the Most High God... The One and Only?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7715351739516115081?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7715351739516115081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7715351739516115081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7715351739516115081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/07/wisdom.html' title='Wisdom'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-1582864073542555892</id><published>2011-06-30T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T15:54:00.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my e.g.'/><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>looking at the skies, it looks so clear.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the clouds, they look a puffy white,&lt;br /&gt;My heart just soars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the world looks so perfect&lt;br /&gt;I look up unto the heavens and see Him.&lt;br /&gt;He's in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the clouds turning grey,&lt;br /&gt;no, things aren't so gay.&lt;br /&gt;My heart weeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my whole world is crumbling...&lt;br /&gt;correction, seems to be crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;I look up to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;And still see Him.&lt;br /&gt;He's in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/DEqiki81B-E/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DEqiki81B-E&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DEqiki81B-E&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the world seems to be crashing down on you, LOOK UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOOK UP and find that he's in control. He is not the problem that will kill you, but instead, is the one who will be EMBRACING YOU THROUGH THE STORM... He'll &lt;b&gt;carry you on wings&lt;/b&gt; of eagles just as He promised in Isaiah. God Bless you as you endure the race for Him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a Blessed day :),&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Clovey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-1582864073542555892?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1582864073542555892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1582864073542555892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1582864073542555892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/emotions.html' title='Emotions'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-243698564679520932</id><published>2011-06-28T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T16:12:34.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>People?</title><content type='html'>1. Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Known her since Form 1... well... relationship between us hasn't exactly been the best but I still love her as the first friend I ever had in school :) I love her for who she is and even more for what she will be in future :) I just wow at her talents... but talents ain't all that define her. That's for sure :) She's very honest and true sometimes it hurts but it's still the truth and honesty is something we all like no matter what we say about it. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think she's the most&amp;nbsp;unconsciously pretty girl I've ever known... love the moon shaped curve her eye's give when she smiles and the skin complexion :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Natasha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The longest standing friend I've had in SU :) most of you would know that we still can't really decide where &amp;nbsp;and how we met but yeah... :D She has the lame-ness that I just wish I had... in fact... though she doesn't know it... my loudness somehow started from being around her and Kimberly :) secretly... I love the fact that she's Chindian :D I mean... I've always wanted to have some mixed features... other than body hair :D... you know... like those huge eye's... mixed skin and yeah ^^ &amp;nbsp;She has the weirdest sense of dressing but is still the most talented guitarist ever... hey! mastering the classical guitar within months is incredible weih... AND!!! also still my best friend :) SMILE GIRL :) You HAVE to live as long or longer than Daniel ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Kristine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember seeing her as the very gifted but for some reason not realizing it kind of person. Then it was as a pillar that cannot be knocked down :). Then I realized it was fun to tease her (credits to Tsu Tsen):D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it wasn't until middle of last year that I realized how much fun it was being around her :) She's very nice to talk to and now because of her she has launched me, Nat and herself into a "love triangle" XD... One thing Annoying whenever I look at her in pictures is that.... SHE ALWAYS LOOKS SO CUTE... and I always look so awkward... and she goes for BB...T.T But anyway where was I? haha... lol... at least I'm taller than you XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Vyona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL... what to say? what to say?? I don't know how to describe her... but one thing I like the most is that heart of hers :) I mean that caring compassionate person she is, is something I really admire... ooh!!! ooh!!! And Her HAIRRRR!!! lol xD I mean is thick (wow...) Wavy (Double wow...) and with hints of brown (swoons) :D don't get me wrong I still love my jet black hair haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Camillia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love her all out attitude and truely, the moment she came into this school and came into my life she has just been such a tremendous blessing... honestly I feel bad that sometimes I don't talk to her half as much as I want to... but then again that happens all the time :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Emily (poserr)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eheh... yes. such a poser. xD but you have to admit that despite the pimples she still looks very hot :D I mean she strikes a pose and she looks just nice, I strike a pose and everyone starts rolling on the floor doubled with laughter. Being in the same class for 3 years already, Her awesome &lt;s&gt;and scary&lt;/s&gt; skill at being meticulous is a wow wow for me... I mean I pass her a sample minutes that I have done pretty well and she looks at it and says. IT'S NOT COMPLETE!! and she makes it turn out as a masterpiece :) can't wait for more minutes from you and Jun Man :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Lilawadee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sitting next to her has been the awesomest weirdest thing ever. I mean... this is the first time I've sat in front... and sat RIGHT in front of the teacher... but it's been fun ^^ hip dance!!! and all the talks about painting and weird moments and... embarrassing moments? "Lila what's a cal..." =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Jonathan Chin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Technically he breaks the long chain of hot girls... but he doesn't really count does he :P right Kristine? HAH!!! ok. I promised myself I won't insult him as much as possible so there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well... it takes a big lot of my self esteem to say this. But I like his double eye lids a lot... And I CANNOT TAHAN his hair. (Jon you better have a daughter when you're older so she can inherit your hair xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly and very very honestly... I think... she's one of those people in CF which I can talk to about almost anything I think of. Usually, I find it hard to talk to most people about certain topics, but I know that I can count on her for a logical response to my questions and remarks. And haha... thanks so much Steph for being at the other end of the line for all my smses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Clara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. weird. But just as weird as she is... I love you for you :) being a real rojak of at least 3 races, needless to say you're pretty... something we have in common *cough cough* But thanks for always being that caring friend that though often we don't like it, we know you care deeply. so yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. IsaacJoshuaShalom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... grouped you all together... come to think of it we go back a long way. from playground moments to realizing that some of us were in the same class in kindergarden xD You guys are awesome... One thing I admire most of you guys is that you all are always there together... like how all siblings should be :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A certain friend of mine said wisely in her note that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;"We have to APPRECIATE and be GRATEFUL for the AWESOME FRIENDS we have around us. Even if they may not be the best or the most popular person, you should know that these are your friends who CARE ABOUT YOU and will ALWAYS BE THERE FOR YOU."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exacltly what I feel... so I just want to tell you, I appreciate everything you've been to me... All of you... mentioned and not mentioned... Daniel, Jack, Joshua Noah, Jonathan Wong, Heidi, Anantha, Jason, Yi-lynn, Henry, Zheng Aunn, Hui Jun, Joyce Ong, Joyce Lim, Jeremy Ong, Jeremy Yee, Yeh Hoong, Claire Ma Tzi Ying, Theresa, Rheshara, Nadine and the list just goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for all of you :) You ALL have just been a blessing and contributed a small or big piece of what makes me, well, me :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now,&lt;br /&gt;Clovey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-243698564679520932?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/243698564679520932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/people.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/243698564679520932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/243698564679520932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/people.html' title='People?'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-1653049033850016350</id><published>2011-06-20T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T15:59:38.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worthwhile?</title><content type='html'>So here I am blogging, asking myself why I am, well, I mean can't think of much...I guess it's just because I'm a little rusty maybe heh. but think about it this way, you say you don't have time, but you will somehow, always make time for something you like more than the other. Prioritizing huh? or simply berat sebelah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean look at me. I barely have time to do my revision well, but here I am blogging. I have time to worry about everything but yet, I don't have the time to surrender. Over and over again, I've been reminded that I NEED to surrender to God. My relationship with the father HAS to grow closer. but what am I doing about it? just blogging it? knowing that I need&amp;nbsp; to do something about it is the first step. But that's not enough. there needs to be a follow up. It has to be followed by action. It's been difficult the past few weeks, coming to school asking God to not&amp;nbsp; let my&amp;nbsp; friends know how desperate I am currently yet silently wanting them to know... putting on a smiley face and that happy go lucky attitude, masking the tears welling up below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few months I've been asking myself this question. "Everyone needs someone you can be accountable to... but who do I have??" "Why am I here, praying for everyone else, without knowing if anyone will pray for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened over the past few&amp;nbsp; days, I need to surrender to God. Life is a continuous process of surrendering to God. there's nothing else you can do. If you for one moment tought you could do it on your own you're terribly wrong. You need God. This is what happened to me when I decided to take things into my own hands. I fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know how this story must go on from here right? I need to pick myself up. God will help me.He'll hold my hand and help me move forward. IF I would allow Him to. After this,&amp;nbsp; I'm printing my last bit of folio, and then I'm having quiet&amp;nbsp; time. so ciao:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I think an awesome breakthrough is on it's way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-1653049033850016350?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1653049033850016350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/worthwhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1653049033850016350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1653049033850016350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/worthwhile.html' title='worthwhile?'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-1094241936260406168</id><published>2011-06-19T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T21:56:50.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My view'/><title type='text'>NIE</title><content type='html'>Did this article for NIE magazine... seriously, can't we Form 3's be excluded from this since we have so many folio's to do? but since it's done, here's the article I did for it. read it, and comment. It's not the best definitely but hey, I'm ready to improve yo, so comment lah XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Power of dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It is one of those days in school. Your chin propped up by your hands as you look around dreamily. It has just finished raining and the weather is beautiful... you start thinking the prettiest thoughts...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;you suddenly see yourself galloping in the garden facing your class which has suddenly transformed into a vast meadow covered in comfy carpet grass. You have now officially become a cow boy. Enjoying that care free life in the wide open, lying on the grass watching the clouds go by, you let out a sigh...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;In case you didn't know... if you have just teleported yourself  onto that meadow or have done something like this before... YOU are officially DREAMING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;But if you had that dream as a child instead of as a youth, you would have voiced out what we would never dare to in fear of being called childish to our parents something like this: “ Mommy, when I grow up, I want to be a cowboy!!!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;So this just is my point. What begun any successful man's rise was a dream. It could have been a dream that started out as a childhood fancy and then was developed as the years went by, or it could have been a poor little boys dream of rising from rags to riches. OR it could be something that big daddy up there dropped in your heart and gave you the vision, or in other words, that dream, to make it happen or come to pass. Do you agree with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Walts Disney (know him?) once said &lt;span style="color: #2300dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #2300dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;If you can dream it, you can do it. Always remember that this whole thing was started with a dream and a mouse.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Well, in Disney's case, that mouse and that dream brought him a long LONG way and if it could happen to him, it can happen to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now, I'll like to cover another thing about dreams. A lot of us, the minute we see the tip of the realization of your dream, you stop there and stay satisfied and stop dreaming. You create rules and regualtions around that small area and dare not push furthur. Hey, my say in this will be, push furthur. Keep your core values, and with that, push the limits. In other words, be ambitious... don't stop dreaming. Taking another quote, this time by Lucy Maud Montgomery in a famous novel Anne of Green Gables &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #2300dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;"Oh, it's delightful to have ambitions. I'm so glad I have such a lot. And there never seems to be any end to them-- that's the best of it. Just as soon as you attain to one ambition you see another one glittering higher up still. It does make life so interesting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Following this very short article, you'll find a follow up of quotes which will cover the answers to many of your questions and confirm or shape some of your ideas concerning dreams. It will blow your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Quotes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="border: none; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-right: -0.04in; padding: 0in;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;"Look  at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not  seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions  of dollars and ropes of diamonds."&lt;br /&gt;- Lucy Maud Montgomery,  Anne of Green Gables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="border: none; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0in; margin-right: -0.04in; padding: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="border: none; font-weight: normal; margin-right: -0.04in; padding: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Life  is worth living as long as there's a laugh in it."&lt;br /&gt;— &lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;L.M.  Montgomery &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Anne of Green  Gables&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="border: none; font-weight: normal; margin-right: -0.04in; padding: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="border: none; font-weight: normal; margin-right: -0.04in; padding: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;“&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dreams  are like stars...you may never touch them, but if you follow them  they will lead you to your destiny.”  - Walt Disney&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="border: none; font-weight: normal; margin-right: -0.04in; padding: 0in;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;“&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;A  dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his  punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;”  - Walt Disney&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;“ &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dream  as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today” - James  Dean quotes ( Americon motion picture actor, symbol of rebellion  1931-1955)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Life  is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small  child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind.  Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;   - Ashley Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="border: none; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-right: -0.04in; padding: 0in;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="LEFT" style="border: none; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; margin-right: -0.04in; padding: 0in; text-decoration: none;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-1094241936260406168?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1094241936260406168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/nie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1094241936260406168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1094241936260406168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/nie.html' title='NIE'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-1272151314330834452</id><published>2011-06-10T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T17:49:01.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CF CAMP 2011 :)</title><content type='html'>What can I say? it was awesome. :) The fact that at first I could not go... then I could... was just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have done this earlier, but I wanted to wait till I could say it properly with the most umph , that I went for CF Camp, and will be going for Youth camp this November :) &amp;nbsp;Woopie!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time I asked God and He said I could go for both but I wouldn't believe Him and would rather believe that I HAD to choose and instead deciding that I heard that God said only one. haha. anyway, that's over. I'm glad God helped me to redo the blunder I made for I wouldn't have missed came for anything :) Truly He's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was to live life all over again, I would relive it, telling everyone how awesome He is :) Saving SOOOO many people, bringing them back to His arms, giving them His everlasting peace... my, just watching them made me smile this really REALLY big satisfactory smile :") I pray, and I hope whoever reads this will pray along with me that they'll continue to grow and be taken deeper into God's word, understanding and falling deeper and deeper in love each and every day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that was the biggest and besttest (if there was ever such a word) thing that happened in camp :) Seeing my close friends getting saved and worshiping Jesus like never before... :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, also coming back into His arms again was awesome :) Never felt such peace in such a long time haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;any way, no more time to blog, laters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-1272151314330834452?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1272151314330834452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/cf-camp-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1272151314330834452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1272151314330834452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/cf-camp-2011.html' title='CF CAMP 2011 :)'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-3333605875306716029</id><published>2011-06-05T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T14:43:00.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My view'/><title type='text'>Perfecto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Let's start this straight. We all want to be loved. We were created that way. That's why God provides us with His love, and Friends and Family, and in future, a lifetime partner. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;With each word I type out, I wonder... where have I seen this before? Is it a phase that all form 3's go through? Haha maybe so. I'm blurting out my idea of the perfect guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;He MUST Love God more than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I heard someone say this before and I  highly agreed on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;The rational was that, if he could  love God so much, and put Him first before me, I'm pretty sure that  he will love me much too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I must be able to accept him for  him, vice versa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;If I can't accept him, or he can't  accept me, I don't believe there's anything we can talk about now  can we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="3"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Communication&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Someone I can talk to about anything  and everything, all cards laid. Like all women, I don't like one  sided convos and to be frank, it annoys me. I want someone who will  gladly talk with me despite the situation. Whether it be about  weather forecast, sports, flowers, fish, music, ideas,  troubleshooting, personal toughts or feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Of course naturally I'll have to play  my part too in NOT TALKING 24/7 laa.. hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Interest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Clearly, it will impossible to get  someone who enjoys EVERYTHING you enjoy since God made everyone  different and unique according to His grand design. But  nevertheless, We should share some of the major hobbies in common.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Basically, that we can do things  together. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;let me break this one into sections.  First section, you and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I want to know him please and thank  you. I don't want some random fella from online or from a function.  I'll rather stay single thank you LoL. It's ok if I know you la, but  obviously my point is, I want to know you more than just for the  sake of knowing you just enough to marry you. I want to be friends  first. I want to know you when you're up, and I also want to know  you when you're down.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Second section, you, me, and everyone  (family, dogs and cats included)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I want to know how you treat others.  Sort of like what I said in no.1, If you can love them, I'm sure you  can love me too :)   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Commitment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Like all girls, whether they admit it  or not they want a committed guy. Most obvious when a guy cheats on  a girl. There, the commitment is gone and the girl feels it most...  eventhough they say they don't care... if they really didn't care, I  wouldn't be hearing song after song with lyrics such as “I never  really loved you anyway”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;When I say commited, in what way do I  want commitment?   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;- Faithful to me. (I'm sure you  understand what I mean)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;- Committed to his responsibilities as  God's servant, a son, a brother, a friend, or an employer/employee  (Wow I sound old here xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt; Trust&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Like in no. 6, with commitment comes  trust. If you're committed you're trusted. A relationship without  trust is horrible. I believe God meant for every couple to build  each other... Not tear down one another, fearing that the other is  doing something behind his/her back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I want to love that guy. Sure he's not  the no.1  Hottie or cuttied or WTV... He cannot be the perfect guy  unless I love him :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I want a romantic guy. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Same goes on his side. He has to love  me. I mean, who wants a guy who marries you if not for love? Sure  there are cultures where arranged marriages are practised, but left  to choice, no one would want that as far as I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Goals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;one nice thing about this post, it  proves I'm a girl alright inside out and I'm proud of that. XD  Another thing ALL women want in their dream guy other than the hot  chunky body, and the debonaire grin, is that he has long term goals.  Like it was said in  studies, Women like men with a plan. Well,  goals are plans. But of course, I'm not supposed to like you just  because you have goals... my next question will be, What is your  goals? As a couple we should set goals together, because, then only  can we achieve goals together. Also, the goals must be things that  both accept... not just one party... because, that's gonna  jeopardize the relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Physical aspects   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Tell me honestly, how many girls out  there want a fat man? I want a cute one. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-3333605875306716029?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3333605875306716029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfecto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3333605875306716029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3333605875306716029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/perfecto.html' title='Perfecto'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-8284415676889461243</id><published>2011-06-03T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T17:16:00.248+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ah choo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So far The Blog That is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. THE CUTEST!!! = Camilia Tee!! (burst balloon!! confetti flying into our faces!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. THE MOST INSPIRING/CREATIVE PICTURES = Michelle Beth Chong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. THE MOST&amp;nbsp;INSIGHTFUL = Jeremy Ong!!! (not anymore though... Blog is currently dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. THE MOST FACTFUL ON DAILY LIVE MATTERS = Stephanie Wan!!! (not anymore though... Blog is gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strike&gt;is&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;HAS THE BEST TITLES = Joyce Ong!!! (until she moved to tumblr... but it's still nice though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. THE MOST APPEALING DIARY BASED BLOG = Audrey Chew!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. THE MOST REFLECTIVE = Jeremy Yee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. FULL OF BRAIN SPURTS &amp;nbsp;= Brandon Shia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. THE MOST RANDOM = KRISTINE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. THE DEAD-est = *project anonymous* you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is based on the Blogs I've read of. created by fellow friends. though if you notice that some of them are dead or deleted I still put them here... in memory *sniff* of what they once were. I couldn't think of categories to fit many. but I'll find the space soon ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-8284415676889461243?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8284415676889461243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-far-blog-that-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8284415676889461243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8284415676889461243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-far-blog-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-2570059941175360148</id><published>2011-06-02T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:49:06.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CF AWESOMENESS ^^'/><title type='text'>Facts</title><content type='html'>Well, obviously I haven't blogged for a LOONNGGGG time. Well, I guess this goes for many other fellow bloggers who have because of this, deleted their blog or privatised it or heh. Just left it hanging. But I've decided that I'll be keeping this blog. I'll keep some post scheduled so by and by a random post will pop up when it's time is right... I think I'll tell you when the post isn't scheduled if I remember to :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, haha my favourite word. With CF Camp just around the corner... things have been. well, I don't know... Awesome? breathtaking? funny? annoying? lame? Question Mark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some of the stuff I've been dealing with, is the feeling of alienation. alienating and alienated. I feel in it yet I feel out of it. I feel like it's impossible to go on like this. I need someone to talk to and hear me out. yet I look around and don't feel like anyone has the time to listen. Then I think to myself. Am I giving out that image to others too? Lord, I don't want other's to feel what I feel. Somehow I feel there are people out there for me, but I don't know, I'm not letting them near?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it's the feeling I need to tell specific people specific things but I can't. No. I don't want to spoil their mood. But deep down, I'm screaming it at their face. They need to know. But I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been reflecting on matters such as on CF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I urge you. and Yes, this is a reminder to myself too. and No, this doesn't only apply to CF but to everything. Don't come to CF or to Church to see what you can get out of it. Come, seeing what you can give. :) As a family we grow together. A family is not where you come to potray the image of "Everything's cool" when deep down you're shouting "HELP ME. Someone take notice and HELP!!"&lt;br /&gt;Church or CF is not the place where you keep things 100% corporate. And sadly, this is what I'm seeing. TRUE. you need a sense of order. TRUE. you have to do some filing to keep history records straight.&lt;br /&gt;OR EACH OTHER. BE READY TO BE THE SHOULDER TO CRY ON WHEN NEEDED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep a professional distance Church or in CF. We want to know you for you. We wanna give you a heavenly experience as some call it. It's written in Colossians (I think I spelt it wrong but the verse is definitely correct) "As you have received Christ Jesus as your Lord and savior, so WALK IN HIM." We were called to become more and more like God each day. And Caring for one another and Surrendering to God, And the LOVE and JUST that God is, we should follow and become more and more like each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone reads this, I Pray that they'll be reminded once again of their goal in life : 1. Bring other's to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;2. Become more like Christ. 3. Surrender all things to Christ 4. Make Him the centre of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio :) as for me? well, God is there for me. He'll pull me through and answer my prayers when the time is right. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2570059941175360148?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2570059941175360148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/facts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2570059941175360148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2570059941175360148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/facts.html' title='Facts'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-7203947014008514421</id><published>2011-06-02T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T14:55:36.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncategorized'/><title type='text'>Resound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Happened on well, someday before the mid-term exams :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Two third of my day is spent in school, while the other 1 third is spent on school work...  Lately that's been my schedule. School. Come home, makan, sometimes I don't even have time to shower, and there I go studying and rushing to finish homework.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It feels unnatural for me to not spend anytime on the piano just playing with the purpose to prepare for exams or just gliding over the keys playing just for the fun of it. So unnatural it is that it felt even more unnatural that I suddenly just sat in front of the piano again yesterday, after coming back from printing out my folio (Which I have to reprint all over again &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; )  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Not caring for what the neighbours tought of my playing, not caring about how many times my mom said there's no tune in my ruthless chords...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I just flowed... it was beautiful. Just transposing from one key to another. Just going of tune than coming back just to find that I've discovered something beautiful in the utter mess I played earlier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Flowing from one song to another is a personal hobby of mine. I'll just go like... God, Lead my heart. And then I shut off my brains, sometimes closing my eyes, and just play non-stop... once I played for 1 hour and a half without realizing it just like that. From At the cross to Healer, from Healer to Alpha and Omega in C, then to C#, then to Still, then to Where you go I go, to Wonderful cross...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It's during this time where I can happily play and sing and just fall in love with Him who equipped me and made sure I went through all those hard trainings to receive that highly unnatural talent of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I don't need to worry about picking the song, or whether or not the band knows what I'm playing, or what people will think of you when you're all out in worship since even if you don't bother, people are still looking and watching every move you make, even how you pray, or just cry out to the Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Yeah, I'm just at home, Just me and my Daddy, receiving all my praises and worship and adoration...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Oh, and the same time, guiding and teaching me new techniques :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;And if you are wondering why I said my highly unnatural talent, fyi, I wasn't born very gifted actually... I wasn't good at piano or ballet at all and my teachers would get very annoyed because everyone else had got it and only I was the blur one there. What would usually take someone 1 or 2 tries to learn, I'll need about 10 tries. Probably because I was pretty blur and I over pressured myself in the wrong way :) It was only pretty recent that I actually became faster and quicker on my feet... and why? Because God helped me very miraculously :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;It was not until I relied on God to provide for me, and to aid and teach me, that I actually improved. Also not to mention the good school teachers who he blessed me with. Sure they had their problems, but I didn't learn those. I learnt what was meant to be learnt. And that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;Closing the piano lid, giving out an inward sigh of contentment, I pushed the chair in and smiled. Sure my touch wasn't just as good, but that's not a problem, it will improve with practice... I'm glad God gave me the chance to play freely on the piano again. And for that, I'm very VERY greatful. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7203947014008514421?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7203947014008514421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/resound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7203947014008514421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7203947014008514421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/06/resound.html' title='Resound'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-2060483992827063568</id><published>2011-05-08T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:22:51.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my e.g.'/><title type='text'>I look to the mountains, Help, where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 id="passage_heading" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lord, you are the apple of my eyes,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As I look upon the hills and valleys deep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I ask, Lord where are You?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus, Why don't you hold my hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You said you'll be there for me till the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I collapse under the pressure... asking myself why was I believing in things unseen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;then I cry out and cry my heart out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You hear my cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You put Your hand around me as I cry silently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Feeling that no one is around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For so&amp;nbsp;comforting is Your embrace, that I realized it not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So awesome is the sound of your voice, it's like a rushing wind, coming so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Until I look up and around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And see that You were there by my side through it all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You answer my Question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Where was I when you looked upon the hills and valleys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was right here by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Embracing you, Strengthening you, teaching you, leading you, Helping you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Look up and keep your eyes on Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And you will do great and mighty things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am the vine and you are the branch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;remain in me and you will bear much fruit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;nevermind the landscape, nevermind the terrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hold my hand and follow me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75; font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For apart from me you can do nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 id="passage_heading" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 121:1-8&amp;nbsp;(New International Version, ©2011)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Psalm 121&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;A song of ascents.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16083" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;I lift up my eyes to the mountains—&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16084" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;My help comes from the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the Maker of heaven and earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16085" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;He will not let your foot slip—&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;he who watches over you will not slumber;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16086" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;indeed, he who watches over Israel&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;will neither slumber nor sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16087" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;The LORD watches over you—&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the LORD is your shade at your right hand;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16088" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;the sun will not harm you by day,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;nor the moon by night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16089" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;The LORD will keep you from all harm—&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;he will watch over your life;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-16090" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top;"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;the LORD will watch over your coming and going&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;both now and forevermore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2060483992827063568?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2060483992827063568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-look-to-mountains-help-where-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2060483992827063568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2060483992827063568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-look-to-mountains-help-where-are-you.html' title='I look to the mountains, Help, where are you?'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-8732375676627622173</id><published>2011-05-02T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T12:38:30.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my e.g.'/><title type='text'>Turning Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/rHAW9YfU8r8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHAW9YfU8r8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rHAW9YfU8r8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 weeks since I last posted something... why? Because I have a lot up my sleeve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so to give you the low down, In the past few weeks I've been busy with Easter Rally, CF, And School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly despite of all I've said about being performance coordinator, I thank God from the bottom of my heart for giving me such an&amp;nbsp;opportunity to serve Him. Though I feel like I could have trusted in Him more instead of relying on my own understanding... It was a learning process. If you ask me, the thing I lacked most in this process is trust in God. I got caught up with the whole process and kinda got a little lost in it. But again, God pulled me up again. So I thank Him for that. So like I said, it was a learning process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maybe you're wondering why I put that song up there. Well, no, it's not just because I like that song or something. It's because it speaks of my hearts present cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a turning point once again and it's difficult. Difficult in the sense that I'm gonna have to let go of things I've grown so used to, things that I'm so comfortable with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going for CF Camp this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think of it I grow near to the verge of tears... but you know, being the person I am, I don't let those tears leak out. I keep it in. I mean like why should I let my face be stained 24/7. If I was to cry about everything that I'm going through, I think I'll die of depression xD Instead I choose to surrender it to God.&lt;br /&gt;But don't get me wrong, I still cry now and then when I'm at the alter, singing out to God In Psalms, Hymns and spiritual songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I have had to passed on my dream post twice to someone else is kinda... I dunno, Though I feel happy for her that she has the oppotunity to serve God again, I feel sad because I Love my job. I waited most of my life to get into the worship team, I was waiting on the Lord, waiting for Him to slowly prepare my heart for that moment and when that moment came, I'm suddenly crowded unexpectedly by things I never&amp;nbsp;anticipated. I feel, I'm not ready. "Lord please continue to fill me"... this has been my constant prayer of late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, The fact that I'm not able to go for camp, and that I am not so needed in the committee meetings for now, It tears me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I look up and say,&lt;br /&gt;LORD!!! Hear my cry, If You were the one who told me not to go for CF Camp and instead go for youth, YOU WILL SEE ME THROUGH!! Now Lord, give me the strength Lord!! Lead me. Here's my hand, LEAD ME!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quiting Librarian. Yes. Before long, you're going to be seeing me in dorky light blue instead of the awesome shiny dark blue.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this coming from the time I started being one. But though it has been long anticipated, It's not the same as actually being there... as it comes closer by the moment. In fact, I'm just waiting for the right time to tell the teacher in charge. I mean, I really don't want to leave when they still need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLD IT!! As I was writing that, I felt God telling me, He's gonna lead me to do better things yet. So ok. I'll do it. Thank God for giving me such strength again and again. even in the midst of blogging :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, So all in all. My personal theme song : I Trust in You God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night I was reading the bible. A bit reluctantly actually because I was sleepy haha ish. But I still did... GOD GAVE ME STRENGTH ^^&lt;br /&gt;SO ... I did the random flip method, and ended up at Psalms 27. read, read read, felt renewed in spirit though obviously my physical strength was deteriorating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I finally reached Psalms 27:14 AND MANAGED TO MEMORISE IT THOUGH I WAS SLEEPY ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Wait on the Lord,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be of good courage,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And He will strengthen your heart,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wait on the Lord I say, WAIT ON THE LORD!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome it was that God would lead me to just the right verse to minister to me despite my sleepiness :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the question Why I put that song Deeper - Planetshakers on top?&lt;br /&gt;Reason :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cry is For the Lord to help me let go. And take me deeper than I've been before, Help me let go, So that I can go furthur than I've been before. And so I can know His heart better than before and Go HIGHER.&lt;br /&gt;and altogether,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;To know His heart :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Prepared for God's lead. God make prepared my umm... unpreparedness? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-8732375676627622173?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8732375676627622173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/turning-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8732375676627622173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8732375676627622173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/05/turning-point.html' title='Turning Point'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-4920404365553023928</id><published>2011-04-01T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T22:54:39.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWESOME EVENTS'/><title type='text'>shock much april fools?</title><content type='html'>haha lol... wait for it.... wait for it... YEAHHHHHHH!!!! miss you bloggie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna just vomit everything out here... but since I've been eating a lot of sweet stuff I guess what comes out will be sweet too? lol :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. let me find a way to summarize my week. epic. awesome. rojak. a gift from GOD :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme try sum it into 10 points :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;1. shock.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not until approx 2009, had I seen so many deaths... or maybe I've just become mature and old enough to be aware of it?&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is that I realized how&amp;nbsp;stoic I was to the whole matter. How I was almost unmoved and emotionless towards all the going ons when everyone was crying, or going to cry, trying not to cry or something close to that... While I just look with a straight unmoved face at everything. I could not feel anything emotional... I was cold all through, taking everything little by little, processing it with the highest amount of logic I could ever muster. Could it be that I just blocked out my feelings like I so often do? except this time, instead of a crazy attitude, with a cold coffin face? &amp;nbsp;or I seriously have lost a huge amount of love? I don't know... but it did get me down on my knees and praying it through, trusting God to do something miraculous.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;2. tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the&amp;nbsp;thought of the domino of events happening all around me. I remember yesterday, it was the last straw. the minute I got home from school, I threw down my bag and practically dropped to my knees, interceding on behalf of everyone else I could think of and couldn't name. I remembered that small moment in school where I let my feelings go, leaked tears that I usually won't leak in public... in public. wow... wonder how many people realized. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;3. Thankfulness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For&lt;br /&gt;a) Having the chance to live and better yet, LIVE FOR GOD.&lt;br /&gt;b) Having Awesome friends all around. (Thanks for praying for me and thanks for standing with me though I can be a pain in the neck sometimes. Also thanks all of you for all those craZY class lame with a capital L moments.&lt;br /&gt;c) Moral support from ALL those who have taken time to be there for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;d) For doing UBER well in my &lt;s&gt;EXAM!!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;test. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;4. Perasaan yang MENJI(JI)KKAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) YES MATHS!! I either love you... or really feel like slapping you xD then when teacher explains... The volume of my "Ow..." can practically reach 3 classes... hopefully not. xD&lt;br /&gt;b) Annoying guys? honestly somewhere deep down I kinda appreciate the fact that someone has a crush on me BUT why annoying immature people? why not a mature, romantic (tee hee), handsome guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;5. Hectic sial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes folks. Coordinating Dance practices to suit all schedules and at the same time juggling the regular weekly ones... and also dealing with the worship team picking and coordinating practice time.&lt;br /&gt;OOH OOH ALSO the fact that I was told the night before that CF treasure hunt was cancelled due to the series of events which had just made me and the rest of the form 3's and Jacky the ones leading CF that was on the next day (today) and we didn't know what to do xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;6. FUNNY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) 1st Bryan tells me,&lt;br /&gt;then Jonathan tells me call him and then calls me himself (realized a phone was ringing... then realized it was my house phone... then ran all the way down and almost started picked it up in the dark xD)&lt;br /&gt;then goes back to room to pray through it all...&lt;br /&gt;Jack Kin calls to tell me the same news as the previous 2...&lt;br /&gt;then lastly Steph smses about the same thing xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) suddenly we have a collection of Bryan Adams xD&lt;br /&gt;Camilia, Kristine, Jonathan, Reshara, Kushpreet xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun teasing them personally and having fellow people like Anantha xD "helping out" too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;7. Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love (agape love) with everyone all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;8. Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for getting to know the form 1's better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;9. Faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned to put my trust in God more and more with every passing event. loving Him and understanding Him a little more everyday. no matter the circumstance, God is controlled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;10. Determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To...&lt;br /&gt;a) do walk in God's ways.&lt;br /&gt;b) be a better child of God.&lt;br /&gt;c) be a better sister in all aspects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-4920404365553023928?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4920404365553023928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/shock-much-april-fools.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4920404365553023928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4920404365553023928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/04/shock-much-april-fools.html' title='shock much april fools?'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-6311598042934572773</id><published>2011-03-26T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T21:54:48.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncategorized'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hallvworthington.com/whyjesus.html"&gt;http://www.hallvworthington.com/whyjesus.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this online the other day... Click and read :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-6311598042934572773?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6311598042934572773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/httpwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/6311598042934572773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/6311598042934572773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-2657529719272715744</id><published>2011-03-19T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T18:24:58.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncategorized'/><title type='text'>Tuning in</title><content type='html'>I realized something.&lt;br /&gt;We need to really watch our hearts in whatever we do.&lt;br /&gt;Whether we're making decisions or playing solitaire. EVEN WHEN YOU'RE IN THE HOUSE OF GOD WORSHIPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what do we have to watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it doesn't become of you and instead remains wholly God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember once I was worshiping God. Then I was inclined to forget God and just sing and enjoy my voice. I haven't always had a good voice as some of you know and even though I'm definitely no great wow but it's still my special talent. I realized. If I wasn't careful... I would have ended up worshiping myself. telling myself that I am mighty to save and all... and YES that's scary. It took lot's of prayer and clinging to God to get through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've can only say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's God. DON'T GET SIDE TRACKED. HE LOVES YOU AND ULTIMATELY ONLY HE CAN SAVE YOU. He gives you ability to get out of problems. It's still HIM. He gave you a logical and creative brain to pull through the storm. It's STILL HIM. People come to help you. People are sent by God. IT'S STILL HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my focus on Him alone,&lt;br /&gt;Clovey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2657529719272715744?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2657529719272715744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/tuning-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2657529719272715744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2657529719272715744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/tuning-in.html' title='Tuning in'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-2597765415458096262</id><published>2011-03-13T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:52:37.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;CAMILIA!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy BIRTHDAY!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You inspire me :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I wish I could pass you your present now but hah. Give you when school reopens. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love you Sistah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jesus Loves you too :) His plans for you are above all human imagination. Let Him hold you and guide you through everything you go through :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2597765415458096262?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2597765415458096262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/camilia-happy-birthday-you-inspire-me-i.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2597765415458096262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2597765415458096262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/camilia-happy-birthday-you-inspire-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-1134818839836672310</id><published>2011-03-05T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:05:58.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ah choo'/><title type='text'>This is the Day that the Lord has made :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: solid #4F81BD 1.0pt; border: none; mso-border-bottom-themecolor: accent1; mso-element: para-border-div; padding: 0cm 0cm 2.0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="underline"&gt;Whenever I sit in front of the computer, I naturally will think of what I’m going to write for my dear bloggie. So when I turn on the computer, open the page, I sit down… and wonder what it was I was going to blog about. Sometimes I remember, sometimes I don’t. But whether or not I remember it doesn’t really matter. I look up and ask “Abba? What do you want me to do?” well… sometimes I just crap around you know with &lt;span style="color: #66ff33;"&gt;cute dolphins&lt;/span&gt;, or roti canai, other times it’s those deep in thought posts, and also, those God-inspired posts &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.terraceskatingclub.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/skates.310225536_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://www.terraceskatingclub.com/yahoo_site_admin/assets/images/skates.310225536_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="underline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For a 14 going on 15 year old who has yet to have fallen in love with any cute guy, my only definition of Love is the Father’s love. And man, every time you fall out of Love and come back, you wonder “dude, tell me again what made me fall out of Love with Him?” because every time I come back into the Father’s embrace, The love just grows stronger and deeper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is written that His love for us is the same yesterday, today, and forever, I believe that. Even though we forsake Him, He still stands right there next to us. Praying for us, that we’ll acknowledge Him once again. Honestly, If you have felt what it’s like to be deep in love with Him, then fall far far away due to some attack from jealous and jeopardized opposition… Then come back into His loving embrace, believe me, you’ll say. “God, hold me tighter, please? I never ever want to go there again.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember an old friend of mine say that &lt;span style="color: #5f497a;"&gt;“It’s when you’re down where you feel the presence and spirit of God the most.”&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; So that’s what down times are for. Not to crush and kill you with an… an… an evil Doctor Pork Chop, but to lift you up higher than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remember the time when I was a cute little 7 year old, going skating for the first (and so far only :D) time. My cousin dragged me to the centre of the ring to take a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If I recall correctly, I was gliding with speed because, well, my cousin is an experienced skater and, my aunt was like encouraging me and all. It felt good though deep down, I was very VERY scared. Eventually, I yanked my hands away from my cousin and went on all fours and crawled back to the side of the ring and when I reached there I found that I couldn’t lift myself back up again. xD (tell me again why I’m telling you all this? xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we talk about our spiritual walk, some of us make that mistake. When God lead’s you forward, from the “amateur side” of the “skating ring”, to the “pro side”, you get scared of the change. You look back, to the safety of the wall surrounding the ring, and then decide to go back and try to stick to status quo, even if you have to go back in that embarrassing dog-like fashion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing isn’t it how we’ll rather stay amateur when you’ve been given the approval to go further. Best part yet, ever heard that “Change is nature”? You most likely WON’T BE ABLE TO STICK TO STATUS QUO (a little like how I realized I couldn’t get up again when I reached the side of the ring).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet Most of us are currently in this situation now. We’re at the cross road where God is leading you out of your comfort zone, so you can go from amateur to Pro. But you’re scared. Can I urge you to NOT DO WHAT I DID IN THE RING? I doubt you’ll ever want such a past. It’s not nice to look back in regret. (That’s why we so often come before Jesus with all that and surrender it before Him so we don’t carry it anymore) Don’t be afraid of what change God is leading you through, As long as it’s from Him, you’re ok &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;. For it is written, He has plans for you to PROSPER!! Not shrivel up and die… So come on, get up of that thing, Get up and &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;PRAISE JESUS&lt;/span&gt; who died for you and me, and Do what He has planned for you to do today. REJOICE AND BE GLAD IN IT!!! &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating His victory &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Clovey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeschoolhelperonline.com/worksheets/coloring/images/ice_skating_color.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://homeschoolhelperonline.com/worksheets/coloring/images/ice_skating_color.gif" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ashvegas.squarespace.com/storage/iceskates1.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1230301952521" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://ashvegas.squarespace.com/storage/iceskates1.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1230301952521" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-1134818839836672310?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1134818839836672310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-day-that-lord-has-made.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1134818839836672310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1134818839836672310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-day-that-lord-has-made.html' title='This is the Day that the Lord has made :)'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-3795310629405160186</id><published>2011-03-05T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T16:27:55.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimonies'/><title type='text'>Pressed but not crushed :)</title><content type='html'>Tag line SMILEY!!! yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last Friday was the first time I worship lead :) have co-worship lead once before so yeah haha :) LOVE IT :)&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I got of stage I was like freezing cold sweat xD why?&lt;br /&gt;Here's why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On stage, I was nervous haha dude, who won't be? xD So about 3 minutes before se had to start, I felt a voice in my head, telling me, "you know? you'll be much better off if you just let go of God, and just do what you want." I knew who it was, and I wasn't about to fall for it again. I wasted no time to confronted it with the truth that GOD WILL BE THERE FOR ME. and that THIS IS PRAISE TO GOD. So, therefore, I MUST TRUST IN HIM. If not, it won't be Praise and Worship to the King. Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty difficult, dealing with a whole new team, and also being new at worship leading myself, and also dealing with those pesky attacks.&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, I trusted in God, though I wished I had trusted more.&lt;br /&gt;But overall, I'm Glad HE PULLED ME THROUGH AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;It was tough, but I'm looking forward to the next time I worship lead.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fastening my seat belt tighter,&lt;br /&gt;God will have the final laugh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All glory to God for seeing me through again and again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-3795310629405160186?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3795310629405160186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/pressed-but-not-crushed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3795310629405160186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3795310629405160186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/03/pressed-but-not-crushed.html' title='Pressed but not crushed :)'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-8651370238310831276</id><published>2011-02-27T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T18:15:15.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wakeful</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;I watch you as you walk around… finding stuff to distract yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;I think of you as you seem so down… and wonder how I can help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;I remember what you were… and how far you had come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Now I see this. You slowly fading away. The jewel of utmost rareness… slowly turning back into common soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;It takes lots not to cry. As I see you do so… As I see you fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;As I see you shout and scream on the inside… And for you I do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;I ask: "Why?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Yes. Why dear? I want to cheer you up. I want to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;I wan to be there for you… for who you are… the friend I've grown so fond of… and for old times sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;I see you fall further each day. It tears me up inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;I see you finding distractions, unrealistically avoiding the problem… cutting yourself deeper each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Problems are good at that… attacking you more when you retreat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Why do you tear? Stop covering up. well, at least not in front of me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Tell me what's wrong… I'll pray for you and help you if I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;Why dear why do you go so down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;When there's lots more reason to smile… the world's still turning round…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;And don't keep it to yourself…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12pt'&gt;You have me… and more importantly Jesus is here for you &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-8651370238310831276?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8651370238310831276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/wakeful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8651370238310831276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8651370238310831276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/wakeful.html' title='Wakeful'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-1703709367086049170</id><published>2011-02-26T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T18:54:51.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWESOME EVENTS'/><title type='text'>En. Mothar BYE BYE ^^</title><content type='html'>to think I would get such a bad crammy in my tummy on that day xD was particularly moodless... though we did manage to get quite a few hahaha moments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For INSTANCE.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Daniel trying to look natural among the teacher's XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6hl9txuEDgs/TWjZaye384I/AAAAAAAAAMU/b_BPuYBXkCo/s1600/DSCN9908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6hl9txuEDgs/TWjZaye384I/AAAAAAAAAMU/b_BPuYBXkCo/s320/DSCN9908.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ytfaJTi44Bs/TWjZiXHLjCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PY7yYSFHHzU/s1600/DSCN9909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ytfaJTi44Bs/TWjZiXHLjCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PY7yYSFHHzU/s320/DSCN9909.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aww... don't they make a perrfect couple xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guy's seriously know how to be random xD and pull it off well... even when there's a large group xD I mean... getting EVERYONE to sing an impromptu JUST THE WAY YOU AREEE xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vKb4W4Nxt0E/TWjajCz8tqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9orghTqbUf4/s1600/DSCN9912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-vKb4W4Nxt0E/TWjajCz8tqI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9orghTqbUf4/s320/DSCN9912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wVAKDJyjvrY/TWjayvrxCqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Kt_P1O5s0gA/s1600/DSCN9911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-wVAKDJyjvrY/TWjayvrxCqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Kt_P1O5s0gA/s320/DSCN9911.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EatopyF_TWk/TWjap1FnQnI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3sdwai6HdU0/s1600/DSCN9910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EatopyF_TWk/TWjap1FnQnI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3sdwai6HdU0/s320/DSCN9910.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;HEY LOOK!!! HE want's to shake your hand TOOO~ :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-1703709367086049170?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1703709367086049170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/en-mothar-bye-bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1703709367086049170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1703709367086049170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/en-mothar-bye-bye.html' title='En. Mothar BYE BYE ^^'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6hl9txuEDgs/TWjZaye384I/AAAAAAAAAMU/b_BPuYBXkCo/s72-c/DSCN9908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-7530226754702664704</id><published>2011-02-20T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T13:48:15.112+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ah choo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kX7Lsh4nPnw/TWCmnx-zFLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wZsUvnRq2Ck/s1600/09-12-10_0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kX7Lsh4nPnw/TWCmnx-zFLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wZsUvnRq2Ck/s320/09-12-10_0008.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My best human couple yet :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Which one looks better?...&lt;br /&gt;This one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zgESCzISxI/TWCoDHjGSFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_dEdXa-g8zE/s1600/DSCN9833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4zgESCzISxI/TWCoDHjGSFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/_dEdXa-g8zE/s320/DSCN9833.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmGrjJqfTos/TWCoNtq-u1I/AAAAAAAAAME/viCvhLVF_VY/s1600/RSCN9834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmGrjJqfTos/TWCoNtq-u1I/AAAAAAAAAME/viCvhLVF_VY/s320/RSCN9834.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Disclaimer: Thank God for camera's :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh ya and are you hungry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Km7Vc5juIk/TWCp-yx0-xI/AAAAAAAAAMI/d4F-hV2ztQM/s1600/DSCN9726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Km7Vc5juIk/TWCp-yx0-xI/AAAAAAAAAMI/d4F-hV2ztQM/s320/DSCN9726.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2xrpzN4n1o/TWCqQotorAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/44vnEENZFco/s1600/DSCN9737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d2xrpzN4n1o/TWCqQotorAI/AAAAAAAAAMM/44vnEENZFco/s320/DSCN9737.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm6EQbMOy40/TWCqeblpWlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1JVyV_tCNVs/s1600/DSCN9739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jm6EQbMOy40/TWCqeblpWlI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1JVyV_tCNVs/s320/DSCN9739.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ooh... CNY was such a bliss don't you agree ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7530226754702664704?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7530226754702664704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-best-human-couple-yet-d-one-looks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7530226754702664704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7530226754702664704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-best-human-couple-yet-d-one-looks.html' title=''/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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/-kX7Lsh4nPnw/TWCmnx-zFLI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wZsUvnRq2Ck/s72-c/09-12-10_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-3052940038962369586</id><published>2011-02-15T16:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T17:47:03.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebarations'/><title type='text'>Hi people :)</title><content type='html'>If I could shout one thing to the world it would be to know you,&lt;br /&gt;If I could live my life for a cause it would be for you..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before long these words are gonna be behind pictures man :)&lt;br /&gt;Yep haha I got a second hand camera from my aunt ^^ Nikon. My new sweet heart hee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Thank you Dua ee for the camera and all haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand... Bloggie? you know I've abandoned you for so long... I missed out on CNY and Valentines day haha OH OH!!! not forgetting leadership convention :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long absence and reason for MIA?&lt;br /&gt;1. no time&lt;br /&gt;2. very busy.&lt;br /&gt;3. no internet access&lt;br /&gt;4. Busy (Oh wait!! I said that already :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah... my take on things :) The least of all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year... was... a very... how to say this... Hectic time of year?&lt;br /&gt;haha... relatives coming... parents... reunion dinner...&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly seeing a cousin of mine after 3 years was probably the weirdest thing of all xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, We were in the same class from std 1 to std 6 xD irony is, her other cousin whom I'm not related to was also in the same class as us. So it was us the trio xD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was comin home, and was like "Ama..." "Agong" (the usual greetings) then I looked to my right and froze.&lt;br /&gt;The epic fail and awkwardness was written over both of our faces clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the aunties and uncles start pushing us to talk and all... even more awkward xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after awhile we started loosening up lah but yeah it was nice meeting a classmate cum cousin again after so long... brought back so much memories :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now for LEADER'S CONVENTION!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First and foremost, I would like to thank God for letting me go, and also mommy and daddy who gave the green light. It was awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Passions were ignited, lives were filled once again... AND JONATHAN teh WAS BACKUP!!!! something I found very... pleasant xD to think he used to sound worse than me xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PASSION..... :) I've a lot to say but not enough time... check Stephanie's blog for that... the link is on the left. AND BE SURE TO ONLY READ THE MIDDLE SECTION (not the guy-swooning part) xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Went back Early :( because had to help out for steam boat dinner and catch a nap as well... haha could barely keep myself awake in the car on the way back xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's ok... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'll be back Nextt Yearrrr~ xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Valentines day? aka Friendship day?? Welll.... I'm still alone and single =D but then again I don't believe in dating... don't want to break my heart on anyone... I only plan to date the one I'm suppose to marry ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;even if I loved you to bits... and the feeling is mutual. I'll still say no. until it's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and thank you SHALOM for your whole lot of chocolates and goodies^^ it's so sweet of you haha... my first friendship day gift ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OH YA!!! and JC for the lollipop... though I don't like eating lollipops (please don't read this post...) BTW...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SI HAM FTW!!!!! XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;can't wait for the video this Friday ^^ come watch yeah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1836583516580"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1836583516580&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE!!! I got a teddy bear keychain and a test tube filled with gel, a message written on a transparent strip and love from 2 darling friend :) Love you so much... you know? you make me feel baad for not getting you guys anything... haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-3052940038962369586?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3052940038962369586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/hi-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3052940038962369586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3052940038962369586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/02/hi-people.html' title='Hi people :)'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-3875963146936563514</id><published>2011-01-31T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:12:55.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/1/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hi PEOPLE!!!!! (well that is anyone who read's my blog which minus the stalker's… aren't many actually :D) &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; did you miss me? =D well I know I do ^^ and just to show how much I miss you… here's  a super HUGE  HUG!!!! (did you get it? &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;) and… a big big smile  too ^^ =DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD haha lol… I'm typing this post one Microsoft Word now, and will be posting this on… at least three days later? Or so… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just incase you're wondering, today is Thursday, nice cooling one, after an awesome rentas desa or aka cross country, CF meeting WOOT!, and before a desperately needed shower ^^ I had macaroni for lunch and d got hit by a football…(I'll get into this one later on) … Anyways… &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the reason why I'm posting today when I desperately need to do a karangan aka essay for Pn. Rose Mary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because I can still do the essay later on :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Because I've been led to type this out and pray about it… honestly I don't really know for sure what it is at the moment… but God promised to lead me so alright &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Firstly, I apologize for the high amount of emo posts and down cast and utterly… not really great posts last year… As reflected from the posts it was obvious that I was going through some spiritual attacks I guess. But hey, I'm here to stand and testify that GOD BROUGHT ME THROUGH!! YEAH!! And that I'm Still Standing BUT BY THE GRACE OF GOD &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tough times came, tough times past, and so did loads of testimonies come out of this experience weih &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; It's like God pulled me back a few miles, just for me to realize how I was actually heading down wrong roads… Picks me ups, and set's my feet on higher ground, upon His word, the solid rock &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;. He also put my feet through hard times to cause me to realize what I've done that's wrong in His sight and to get me back to my first love &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;. Setting me in the situation He placed me in for greater purposes like ANSWERING MY PRAYERS :') I know right it was weird. Never thought it will come out that way, he pulled me back a bit, to realize how much I was relying on Him, How much I needed to rely on Him, How much more I needed Him then I thought I did…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like I said in a previous post, I wrote conclusion's scratched it off, and rewrote conclusions, and scratched again until I came to the one He wanted me to reach &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly, He could have done it in easier ways, but, I guess, at times I just conformed God into what I wanted Him to be like, instead of BEING CONFORMED HIS IMAGE. So yeah, that's what happened. Shaking me up in the most effective way. LORD YOU ARE AWESOME &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly I was becoming to gung-ho, and hot headed, and just getting conceited and shutting lot's of things out. Sure I was still doing things for Christ, sure at most of the times He was my first reason and centre focus of doing certain things, But was I doing it His way? Not really… a lot of times I was doing it how I thought it should have been done. So yeah, So came along God, and changed me 360&lt;span style='font-family:Symbol'&gt;°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being in His presence, is honestly the best thing you can ever have. I know a lot of you will imagine being in His presence as standing in a church… filled with people worshiping God, or in a prayer meeting where everyone's solemnly praying and all… well like duh you feel His presence there and you ARE in His presence of course… but… You don't need to just wait for those occasions only. When God tore the veil, He made His presence and His self available to us anywhere (as mentioned by Jesus to the Samaritan woman that there will come a time where they will worship God neither in that mountain nor in Jerusalem, but will be worshiped in spirit and in truth For that is what God the father wants (John4:21 - 24)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As long as you would just come and avail yourself to Him and Worship in His spirit and In the truth (The only real truth comes from God) He'll come, and his glory and presence will just fall on us, and, and, He'll just respond to us. His spirit will rain… and flood into our thirsty hearts again… &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think you can feel the presence as you're reading this? I don't know but I sure am here… it's so sweet… and so strong… &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; just fall in love with Him, give your live unto Jesus, and just bask in His glory and grace…. The only thing I've never never ever regretted EVER before… was serving Him, And just being in His presence &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; every minute of trusting in Him to see me through is so beautiful if I would just let go of all those worries and just surrender to God, for I mean, He's God, I'm not. He'll make it turn out even more perfect than what I planed for it to turn out like. I mean look at me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So my question to you is, will you want Him in your heart? Or if you already know Him? Would you just like to surrender it all to Him once again, or thrust Him even more than ever before? or share this with someone? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well… Here's the sinner's prayer, it holds a few points. 1 is to acknowledging that Jesus died for you and rose again and is now alive, that you've sinned against Him, and that you need Him, 2 is that He will forgive you of your sins that were committed in and not in ignorance,  3, that you surrender everything you have and you are going through to Him, 4, that He will just becoming Lord of your life, and lastly and most importantly (well actually their all just as important come to think of it), receive Him in as your personal Lord and saviour &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a version of the sinners prayer. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; do feel free to say this prayer whenever and where ever you like… commit yourself and surrender yourself to Him as often as possible &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dear Lord Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am sorry for having sinned against You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I believe that you died on the cross for me and rose from the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I now surrender my life to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I invite you into my heart to be Lord and Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you Jesus for saving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you Jesus that I am your child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Jesus name I pray, AMEN!!! &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-3875963146936563514?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3875963146936563514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/2712011.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3875963146936563514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3875963146936563514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/2712011.html' title='27/1/2011'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-5205790439470954001</id><published>2011-01-30T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:50:31.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossing Desa</title><content type='html'>Hi yo :) Cross country was AWESOMEEEE ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 great feats (not to be mistaken as feet) was achieved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I DIDN'T STOP HALFWAY!!!! YEAH!!!! haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;previous years I stopped and took a short breather before continue-ing... but this year NO!!! hahaha I walked and jogged all through ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I BEAT JONATHAN AND JASON!!!! (for 5 minutes only)&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL!!!!! ahahahahahaha xD lol... as I was running I saw them a little in front of me... then I was like "Ok Clovey... if you could beat them for even just 5 minutes that's an achievement girl" AND I DID!!!! WOOTS!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. 2 amazing kaki's xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on there was CF meeting... awesome one too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh!! did I tell you I was hit by a ball?? and I didn't realize till later on? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was eating my well deserved lunch at the pondok with everyone else when suddenly something happened... I think you might be able to guess what happen but the thing is... I didn't... I think I must have blanked out lol xD and nope I didn't feel anything... in fact I think I felt less than anything... in other words nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly I came to when I think it was Jonathan or Natasha asking whether I was ok or not or something like that and I was thinking like "huh?". By that time I did realize a foreign numbness in left of my head... and was somehow aware that something had hit me and I guess it wasn't a light one and was a cause for worry from the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was during that time where I appreciated even more my friends around me :) from the quiet concerns to the voiced out &lt;s&gt;frantics ...&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was during that time that I understood how much these friends meant to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since Friendship day is coming soon... I'll post a little something for you guys soon :) not like the one's before I assure you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-5205790439470954001?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5205790439470954001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/crossing-desa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5205790439470954001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5205790439470954001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/crossing-desa.html' title='Crossing Desa'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-5597309744013198964</id><published>2011-01-16T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T13:58:56.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My view'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>after the second week of school, I think changes in the way things used to be are making themselves clear and evident.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;1st thing I noticed was that I have changed. For one I've become a bit more quieter than usual. I used to comment on everything. But now adays... I just watch, and smile, if I need to comment I'll comment. If there's no need I'll just smile and listen. This year so far it's been good. God brings me to a dizzy height, and a narrow ground, to show me how far I've come in Him, and how much He want's me to become and do or not do. This year, God put a friendly face n my class just to show me what I was like some years ago, and what I've got to work towards, change, and revive. But all in all... He has truely been amazing to my :) I'm His and no one else's. I'm am His and He is mine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd thing I noticed is that the blogs have been&amp;nbsp;awful&amp;nbsp;quiet. Not as noisy and bustling as I remembered. but those goind strong are still going strong... keep up the good work yall :) maybe it's quiet only for now since everyone is still busy adjusting to their school year and everything... wo bu zhi dao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd thing? well... the guys are a lot taller... xD I remember that back in Lick Hung I was the tallest girl ever... than I went to Subang Utama... I was still pretty tall but not the tallest... I was taller than Daniel... Anantha... Jonathan... and all the short chubby boys around =P... than suddenly I talk to Daniel and he starts talking in that weird nasal voice that I've kinda got used to and can't say I don't like xD... than suddenly I realized that Jon and Anan were the same height... O.o.... than before I know it... I'm the midget ._. Anyways that was that year... this year the remaining midgets are growing... showing of their height to Lila xD... lol...even Afif has grown xD... *wipes a tear of joy* XDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4th? In CF... well... the past 2 Fridays I've been on Keys... can't to get through the auditions and got more new faces on stage :)... but all of you out there who are in the worship team... please do a heart check before you decide to take up the important role of leading the other's into worship for the most high God :)... Just surrender everything to Him... it's gonna be ok... You might not be the best guitarist... or you MIGHT be the best guitarist... you might be the least talented person ever found... or you might be the most talented person on earth with a wide range of capabilities and the ability to do them perfect...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Our father in heaven... He don't see all this. He sees you. For all these gifts and talents is what He gave you... It's his special unique gift that He gave you personally. He sees you for you. Not your talents... not your background... not your sosial standing.... and least of all your looks ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's just give Him what He want's (ourselves, our lives)... just in case you're asking what for? or Why should I? well... Why are you serving Him for? to please Him right? then shouldn't you give Him what pleases Him most? and... it's actually also the best thing you can ever do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah this is all for now...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodles... gtg tuition... X_X... ok Clovey don't complain... xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYE :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-5597309744013198964?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5597309744013198964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5597309744013198964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5597309744013198964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-7106788349076247473</id><published>2011-01-08T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:55:01.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Comments</title><content type='html'>Smiling Away,&lt;div&gt;Swaying my hair in time to the music,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;humming a tune, I'd whistle if I could,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forget humming and dreams of whistling,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I break into song,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stepping briskly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smiling away...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drinking in the sunlight, the flowers, watching people go by...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanking Him, smiling around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;embracing all that come my way :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7106788349076247473?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7106788349076247473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/comments.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7106788349076247473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7106788349076247473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/comments.html' title='Comments'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-3544363875034536607</id><published>2011-01-08T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T21:36:48.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resources</title><content type='html'>went over to cousins and a cousin was cleaning out room after SPM and no I didn't want to put that in block but they are usually in block letters and my aunty was helping her to make up her mind on what and who to give her old SPM stuff to. lol... the times I heard "Give it to Clovey." "She's only form 3 next year for goodness sake give it to someone else"... (erm... I shouldn't have stayed around xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...now I have a few addmaths notes... bio... old komsas books to read as story books... an essay book... and bla bla bla... anyways... THANK YOU!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to go watch night but still... oh well... *sighs* so... other than that... I've stocked up some resolutions to I guess like other people :) here goes a list... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grow closer to God :)&lt;br /&gt;Yes. and this time... the cry just grows even more desperate then ever before... I just came out of a real all out spiritual attack...and in the process of healing... one thing I've noticed is that I have to relearn as to how to wait on the Lord quietly and trust Him to be true for He is true anyway... and... one of the prayer points that has been at the top of my list for sometime is to not be afraid of receiving from God... for the only thing holding me back at the moment is fear and honestly speaking... the only thing I have to fear is fear itself.&lt;br /&gt;I need to overcome... and I know I will... For God is with me so who can be against me? fear? now that's the last thing that can... as it is I have come out in babysteps... now... to continue to wait and wait for the big picture to unfold where God shows me His love to His greatest extent through whatever I have gone through... Love His soo much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stay single (loll... -.-")&lt;br /&gt;well... in my case... this might be the easiest thing on my list xD I mean I'm not even near on the cute list and even less the hot list... but tom boy list? I think I'll rank 3rd xD haha... so I think I'm pretty much safe... but I must admit mood swings have been a little hard to control lately xD lot's of prayer has been put into this and all and I've decided. That. Even though I might love or think I love the guy to bits... even if he is the "chosen one"... and even IF he actually likes me in return... I'll still reject him... for now... because for now... let's be friends :) I mean I don't really want to ruin my satisfaction of having waited. and have saved all for the him ^^ I mean I don't want to start comparing who's kiss is better or who is more caring and all... now that's just disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Continue serving :)&lt;br /&gt;One thing I don't wanna stop doing :) I wanna continue serving God in all ways possible in church and out of church. But above that the thing is maintaining the heart of worship in all I do (something God told me last year during pre-rally). no matter how exhausting, exalting, crazy, funny, or boring or interesting, STILL continue to be in the HEART OF WORSHIP towards Him that gives you strength to do all things through Him :) so come on!!! class AJK, CF posts, normal live, homework(gahhh...), piano and all... I'm gonna do you well and be a perfectionist with God's help :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Read more :)&lt;br /&gt;yes... read...and... read xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. study!!!!&lt;br /&gt;blahhh... as this year is my form 3 year so yes I have to study gahhhh &amp;gt;&amp;lt; ESPECIALLY YOU CHINESE!!!! gahhh... I wanna do well for this subject honestly... cause technically I can do it so yes I'll do it :) no reason for me to let go of it since it's not english :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. stand straight&lt;br /&gt;uhhuh :) if you know me then you'll knkfow I slouch. well... it's a habit formed since young la... consequently I've been able to stop for certain periods of time such as during ballet classes and periodically when I think of it So yes. I'm putting this into my prayer list... and I'm gonna adopt a model posture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Confidence&lt;br /&gt;I... think... I don't need to elaborate on this? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Make more friends :)&lt;br /&gt;in other words... Clovey don't be anti-social (&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;like Arvind Bhaskaran&lt;/span&gt;) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Grow closer to my friends :)&lt;br /&gt;Yep. :) I realized I don't know everyone as well as I want to or should. And at times... no most of the time I'm a bit self centred and so yeah... need to stop doing that and start considering others :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Maintain my "good looks" and reputation&lt;br /&gt;Yep... that means stop eating like Jonathan Chin and start sleeping more... and as for reputation? I'm exchanging mine for God's :) mine is pretty much.... ... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-3544363875034536607?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3544363875034536607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-resources.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3544363875034536607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3544363875034536607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-resources.html' title='New Year Resources'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-1102978669142455578</id><published>2011-01-01T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T02:04:42.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWESOME EVENTS'/><title type='text'>New Year :)</title><content type='html'>lol... it started while wishing an aunty over e-mail... then it expanded furthur while replying some awesome persons sms (dang he beat me at the sms-ing xD) and now... here's the end product... OH WAIT!!! This is for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Eilene Ling&lt;br /&gt;2. Esther Lim&lt;br /&gt;3. Henry Ang&lt;br /&gt;4. Hsien Zern&lt;br /&gt;5. How Joo&lt;br /&gt;6. Isaac Lee&lt;br /&gt;7. Jack Kin&lt;br /&gt;8. Izzati&lt;br /&gt;9. Jason Tew&lt;br /&gt;10. Jeremy Ong&lt;br /&gt;11. Jeremy Yee&lt;br /&gt;12. Joshua Wong&lt;br /&gt;13. Joyce Ong&lt;br /&gt;14. Kimberly&lt;br /&gt;15. Kristine&lt;br /&gt;16. Madeline&lt;br /&gt;17.Michelle Beth Chong&lt;br /&gt;18. Nadine Kaur&lt;br /&gt;19. Reshara&lt;br /&gt;20. Shalom&lt;br /&gt;21. Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;22. Theresa&lt;br /&gt;23. Vyona&lt;br /&gt;24. Voon Ann&lt;br /&gt;25. Weng Mun&lt;br /&gt;26. Yeh Hoong&lt;br /&gt;27. Yen Meeng&lt;br /&gt;28. Zheng Aunn&lt;br /&gt;29. Daniel Chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"MERRY awesome BLESSED God impowered VERY SPECIAL highly flamable VERY EXPLOSIVE super awesome NEW YEAR where God is gonna take YOU to GREATER HEIGHTS!!! :) so get out your bow tie and Sunday best and get ready to welcome GOD into your plans for the new year (^=^) May God bless your family with Love and Joy forever more... GOD BLESS YOU!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I can just feel it in my bones if that's the word I should use... Next year is gonna be a great superb year :) It's gonna be a year where God can just move as freely as He wants 'cause we're ready... he prepared us all the whole of last year (wow!! haha 2010 is old xD) for this moment. Where He can display the magnitude of His awesome breakthrough in each of our lives... and I believe that :) for I'm not typing alone... God is moving in this place yo :) Don't let it pass... CATCH HOLD OF IT!!! ENJOY EACH DELICATE BEAUTIFUL INTIMATE SECOND OF IT :) Just wait in His presence and let Him Flowwww~ and you'll be amazed at what happens :)) 'cause He is just awesome and awesome is the word ^^ :) lol... He want's all of you to get ready for whatever is gonna be coming up next 'cause it's not gonna be easy and you'll need to really lean on Him ALOT if you're gonna get through this year :) SO ARE YOU READY? Let's start leaning :) yeah people :) Leaning on the Lords shoulder are you up for it? game? common let's do this. The world needs ta know God is real and IS GOD :) so are we all in? Jesus Team? Common YEAHH!!! He has ALOT MORE in store for us as He is an awesome God wanting to reach out to His so many lost children... so let's help Him... But HOLD ON!!! are you still leaning on Him? The road is gonna be long and dry... but hey!! Are you still leaning on Him?? many distractions will be around... girlfriends... boyfriends... peer pressure... overboard kiasu-ness... awesome amazing school activities... society stuff, sports day, medals to be won etc... but HEY!!! ARE YOU STILL LEANING ON HIM??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'd just like to urge you guys out there to like just continue to lean on Him everyday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;take about a few hours a day... maybe 1 hour in the morning... 1 at night.... or maybe have a long power packed session after lunch and also maybe while you have pretty much nothing to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pull away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from everything and just take time to&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Be Still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and know He is God and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; upon Him DAY and NIGHT... without despair or growing weary... not to mention&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wait PATIENTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; on Him and remember there's no reason to kancheong... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He's just waiting outside your door until you're ready to receive that true gift He's been waiting to give you... so are you ready?? are you going to prepare yourself? :) COMMON LET'S DO THIS!!! YEAHHHH!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love you all :) GOD BLESS YOUR YEAR AHEAD :), WAIT!!! are you still leaning? xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yours truly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Clovey :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-1102978669142455578?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/1102978669142455578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1102978669142455578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/1102978669142455578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html' title='New Year :)'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-4791076859162291326</id><published>2010-12-25T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T15:02:12.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my e.g.'/><title type='text'>It's Christmas Day!!! :)</title><content type='html'>Today I woke up and found myself not as hyped up as I felt I should be... no reason... I guess it's because I was abit chilled by the temperature and was sneezing non-stop xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But amidst the nose race (speaks to nose: "Who do you think you're racing with huh? tongue?")&lt;br /&gt;I managed to keep a clear head and all lah so thank God for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my first few sensible thoughts for today (that means those not including "hawhh... "Aaaahhh"... "ngaaaa" and "AH CHOOOO!!") was a small question to my big daddy up there "Jesus, today's Your day... Your special time what do you want??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you the sweetest answer I got from Him... " I'm gonna restore you :) You have gone through lots this year... and I've planned to bring you back fully today :)" If that's not sweet then I don't know what is :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer: "Lord this is Your year of NEW BEGINNINGS. even though it's December already what more the last 5 days... That does not in anyway change the fact that You lord said that this year is a year of New Beginnings. Jesus. I CALL THAT FORTH in YOUR MIGHTY NAME!! Let's bring all oppositions to their knees... and let us be still and know You ARE God(Ps46:10) :) We pray You'll fall on us O Lord... Help me to do Your will today and everyday... I want to make Your day everyday from now on... Happy Birthday Jesus... Love yah MUCH. AMEN"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-4791076859162291326?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4791076859162291326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-christmas-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4791076859162291326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4791076859162291326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-christmas-day.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas Day!!! :)'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-7013344614190980067</id><published>2010-12-25T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T14:15:06.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Care to take a Dip?</title><content type='html'>So here I am... getting ready to take my Dip in 2 more years :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not easy pieces... moonlight sonata... 2 contrasting sections...&lt;br /&gt;Debussy... Shubert.. Mozart... No piece below &lt;s&gt;5&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;6&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;7&amp;nbsp;pages... 20 minutes of performance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah... I'm not a super talented person so yah... I'm uber glad I'm not taking it next year... though I am taking a duet exam next year xD... not a friendly either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Makes a face that resembles picaso's drawings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mom was introducing the pieces I could choose from... I was Yet again reminded on how much I needed My Big daddy to see me through... I'm a very restless person... most of the time especially when I'm suppose to practice. so very often if I don't watch it I just skim across...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realied actually my best practices is when I start of by taking and extra 15 to 30 minutes just praising God thanking Him... and you know... just surrendering and thanking Him For being there For me all the time. Then I start and WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shows how awesome My God is... Is He your God too? Do you wanna make Him Yours? today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7013344614190980067?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7013344614190980067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/care-to-take-dip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7013344614190980067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7013344614190980067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/care-to-take-dip.html' title='Care to take a Dip?'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-6549647949530176959</id><published>2010-12-21T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:56:40.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want For Christmas is my 2 front teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nyeh. Got them long ago XD… haha love that song… so cute haha lol…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was restless one of those nights… so I got up and jotted down a list of things I wanted for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wrote number 1… no.2…3…4…5…6…7,8,9… hmm… (thought to self): "Must refrain from writing down 'boyfriend'. Must refrain…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a few minutes I found a replacement for that wish xD haha that one will have to wait a few more years hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you guys think that I am gonna put down the list as to make your life easier as to what to get for me? *makes a monkey face* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reasons are many… Among them is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;You'll be staring at this post jaw dropped for at least 15 more minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You'll go broke if you tried to get anything on that list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I won't be able to take it unless you're really earning that sort of money already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh dear… your jaw has dropped already? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nah no worries… whatever you get me I'll love you to bits for it and 99% chance I'll be able to put it into good use… don't matter how weird it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The weirdest present I've got so far is from my tuition teacher's husband. : A really pretty black box from the royal mint (without the coin inside laa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What the?? Yes. No joke… But no worries… I found some use for it… if you wanna know ask me personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pass me toilet tissue?? Well I guess I could make it into a paper masse piggy bank? Or I could use it literally. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get me a paper? I'll use it for maybe drawing? Maths workings? Or if it's a nice picture I'll keep it for special occasions or draw a nice picture and frame it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Give me a work book? I'll use it too…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teach me to play the drums? Like DUH I'll use the skill… xD but (WARNING: the giver will get a TIGHT TIGHT squeeze and MAYBE a kiss on the cheek (depends la… no guys that's for sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='text-align: center'&gt;…On the other hand…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm bursting my brain as to what to buy for who and how to get money and permission to go out to do so without parental supervision… O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well… wishing you a BLESSED CHRISTMAS!!! And a HAPPY &amp;amp; BLESSED NEW YEAR and a GOOD NIGHTS REST :D good night &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yours, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CLo=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-6549647949530176959?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6549647949530176959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-my-2-front.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/6549647949530176959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/6549647949530176959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-i-want-for-christmas-is-my-2-front.html' title='All I Want For Christmas is my 2 front teeth'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-5755980288722957600</id><published>2010-12-19T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:58:53.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncategorized'/><title type='text'>It's a Fight</title><content type='html'>this is taken directly from Shyju Mathew's blog. lol... this is one guy I really respect... I mean you know role models are something very important in out lives and personally if I was without role models... I would have been a very different person. I mean look at them... Pastor Shyju, Jeremy, Joyce, Claire, Theresa, Pastor Suresh, Aunty Shantini, Aunty Meng Choo, Stephanie, Jonathan, Rhenita, Ei-leen, Amanda Ooi, etc. etc. the list goes on and on. I am what I am because of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAY...&lt;br /&gt;here's the webbie link &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/2010/12/15/its-a-fight/"&gt;http://shyjumathew.com/blog/2010/12/15/its-a-fight/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shyjumathew.com/blog/2010/12/15/its-a-fight/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here's the meat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #515151; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;This is a guest blog by Virginia Pereira.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;In about two weeks, 2010 would have come to an end. For some of us, life would have panned out exactly as planned; and for some, not so quite. And it is not your fault. You tried to do things right, make it happen but it just didn’t quite fall in place the way you wanted it to. You feel disappointed, let down and maybe even like a failure. Your heart is broken and you are struggling to keep your hope afloat. Some of us have taken permanent residence at this place of hopelessness. And as clichéd it may sound, there is light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I am not writing to put a band-aid over your heart but sometimes it’s the little things that we forget that can change how we feel and deal with circumstances.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; 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outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span id="more-1648" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; 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padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;First, above all things,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;know who you are in Christ.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;The one thing the enemy has over us is that he knows who we are. He knows that we are more than conquerors and sadly, he also knows that if he can manage to confuse us of our identity in Christ, we would live like people who only made it halfway. We are in this for the long haul! If you think you are weak, then you are the perfect candidate for God to perfect His strength through.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;2 Corinthians 12:9a.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;FIGHT to keep your identity!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;We ALL are&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;called.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Mark 3:13 – 14a&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;tells us,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;13 And He went up on the mountain and called to Him those He Himself wanted. And they came to Him. 14 Then He appointed twelve…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;You may have been called but unless and until your response is not appropriate, there will not be an appointing. The disciples’ response to Jesus’ call determined their appointment. Heed to the sound of His voice. The promises spoken over you and given to you are not going to unfold themselves. They are meant for you but He will not entrust something to anyone who does not display the character to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;FIGHT to answer your calling!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Be&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;passionate, not perfect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;This has been resounding in my spirit for the last few days. We want everything to be perfect and when it isn’t the way that we wanted it, we think that it is the end of the world. I don’t know about you but most of the times, I already have a plan in my mind and more often than not, it is not what God has planned for me. Take your dead dreams and broken heart to the altar where one of two glorious things might happen; either your dream will be revived or consumed and replaced with what is on His mind. Don’t stop seeking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;FIGHT to keep your passion burning!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;And finally&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;, FIGHT!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Let me tell you this.&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;When you accepted Christ, you enrolled yourself into an army. Not a passive one but one that is fighting continuously. This army does not fight man but powers and principalities, and spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. The difficult times in your life may not necessarily be the result of something done wrong but rather, because you have now started living it right, hell is giving you a lot of attention. Don’t quit. Your breakthrough is just around the corner. Endure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;FIGHT to keep your faith alive!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;This is a fight! And if you look around, you will see many like yourself. All part of this army. All fighting for something. You are not fighting for victory but you are fighting from a place of victory. Do what Paul did,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;fight the good fight, finish the race and keep the faith!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Are you up and ready for the fight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #515151; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Note: Virginia works as an editor with SMMinistries while working a secular job as well. Blessed with a seeker’s heart, her passion is to love God more than anything else. 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What present do you want from me??"&lt;br /&gt;God answered me. And then I just turned to I think December something or other in Daily Bread. It was talking about the same thing :D Amazing right :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.... So just read and know who this is meant for... For me Big daddy up there and everywhere :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Jesus, papa?? as we pass through this Christmas phase,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Where&amp;nbsp;consciously or unconsciously we celebrate You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;We pass gifts big and small alike,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;TO you, me and everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;But as I look up at the birthday boy, I ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Hey, where is Your gift man?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;So daddy what can I get You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;That will bless Your heart ever more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;No. I don't want to give you just any handy hanky in the closet. (That's your's anyway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I want to bless Your heart and celebrate You!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;So daddy what would you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Would you like the latest Shyju Mathew Sermon?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Or Isreal Houghtons latest album?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Or rather would you like to have me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Would You like my worship and praise better than these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;And would You take my life?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;And all my whims and fancies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Along with all that I am&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;And all that I will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Daddy You saw me grow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Daddy You held my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Daddy You Counseled me when I needed it most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;You lifted me on your shoulders when I could walk no further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Daddy You helped me push on when I thought of giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;DADDY WHAT CAN I GET YOU??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I'll Bring You more than a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;For a song in itself it's not what You have required,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;You searched much deeper within,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;To the way things appear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;You're looking into my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Where it's all about You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;It's all about You Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;I'm sorry Lord for the things I've made it,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Where it's all about You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;It's ALL ABOUT YOU JESUS :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... I don't know about you, But I almost cried when I wrote the last 2 lines before using Matt Redmans (I think it's his :D)&amp;nbsp;Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't God AWESOME :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO COMEON!!! LET'S CELEBRATE HIM!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WE'RE CELEBRATING JESUS ^^ haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-6754175295337848739?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/6754175295337848739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/present.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/6754175295337848739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/6754175295337848739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/present.html' title='Present!!'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-7092527905390778759</id><published>2010-12-19T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T13:44:17.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Bad hair day much? ^^</title><content type='html'>Lol... I feel like Rapunzel now ^^ long hair. then hair is cut with full drama... (Why not the hot guy as well? *giggles*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2syFJ8fcjRs/TOKPUfXsuwI/AAAAAAAABxQ/RMbTXmXTln4/s1600/tangled_rapunzel_poster_20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2syFJ8fcjRs/TOKPUfXsuwI/AAAAAAAABxQ/RMbTXmXTln4/s320/tangled_rapunzel_poster_20.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/15800000/rapunzel-tangled-disneys-rapunzel-15865762-500-491.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/15800000/rapunzel-tangled-disneys-rapunzel-15865762-500-491.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't he jush adowableee ^^ he's my favourite. sorry but Maximus has no placing next to him ^^ sowww Cuwtt ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/16800000/disney-tangled-rapunzel-pascal-flynn-mother-gothel-disneys-rapunzel-16861541-1229-648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="168" src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/16800000/disney-tangled-rapunzel-pascal-flynn-mother-gothel-disneys-rapunzel-16861541-1229-648.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I mean... I don't really see Max as an animal... more like an equal with Flynn... or Eugene :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/tangled_21-535x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://www.filmofilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/tangled_21-535x300.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2010/06/10/tangled-teaser.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2010/06/10/tangled-teaser.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I mean look at them... such brotherly love ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://toyxplosion.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/Art-of-Tangled-book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://toyxplosion.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/Art-of-Tangled-book.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;right? Gah couldn't get a better picture :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Confessions: I think Flynn actually looks hot (especially when he's in confession mode) I think he's the first male animated 3D-ish character I've called handsome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DON'T WORRY SPIRIT!!! You're STILL the cutest teehee ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spiritualityandpractice.com/films/images/photos/spiriteagle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://www.spiritualityandpractice.com/films/images/photos/spiriteagle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1129382885"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1129382886"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eh Hemmm... where's was I? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Flynn... hee hee... or Eugene :) *tee hee* although he has no competition next to Spirit... gahh... think he can take 2nd place haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tng3_5tMxHY/TBhgjNEan3I/AAAAAAAAGGA/xJg6AlbXFLg/s400/tangled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tng3_5tMxHY/TBhgjNEan3I/AAAAAAAAGGA/xJg6AlbXFLg/s320/tangled-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcf8shAaQr1qd880fo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcf8shAaQr1qd880fo1_500.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hee hee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly I won't mind watching it again and again 30000 more million times? 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^^'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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/_2syFJ8fcjRs/TOKPUfXsuwI/AAAAAAAABxQ/RMbTXmXTln4/s72-c/tangled_rapunzel_poster_20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-24114531261396602</id><published>2010-12-12T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T18:41:18.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My view'/><title type='text'>Mistake. Slash out. Correction</title><content type='html'>Hello... :) Hey, remember that post I posted sometime back.."&lt;a href="http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-mouthful.html"&gt;In Memory Of&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-mouthful.html"&gt;I realized I can and AM capable of doing alot on my own... but one thing. I can't get personal satisfaction... without God. For He is. :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Well... erm... I'm here to correct somethings I said. I realized that whatever I said I was capable of was a product of all God has done and has given me. Think I'm some weird, low-esteem, hyper Holy person? well... I'll buy low self esteem... weird... hee hee? :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;But here. Let me why I say it was God who gave me strength to do all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;1. Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;a) I am a keyboardist though I usually use keyboarder because it sounds nicer :P Let me tell you how badly I used to play :D wait. I won't go into detail. xD I have written before in previous posts and I'm not gonna go into it again. But. looking where I am now... It's definitely God. Often if not all the time I'm playing for Him as in during P&amp;amp;W on stage and of stage when it's just me and my piano and my voice... I feel Him moving my hands. freaky much? no... sounds freaky but it's the most sweetest awesomest feeling I tell you... it just makes you wanna just continue...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;b) And I play classical piano as you can call it... as in graded exams by London College Of Music (LCM)? and Theory ABRSM syllabus up to Grade 5 (I'm taking LCM Grade 6 and believe me... Not. A Friendly. Do you copy? haha)... And also Yamaha (so far I have taken up to Grade 6). Anyway, when I was about Grade 9 Yamaha(That was my first ever exam other than the kindi courses xD), I was like sorta the last in class... always failing to be up to mark, and my scales were... far from perfect even though I've been working at it for months at that time... My mom would sit next to me. Watch me and guide me along since she's a piano teacher by profession and after sometime, she'll get so annoyed she'll start shouting at me, pinching me and scolding me, and I'll fight back (oops, confession haha) and I'll kena even more, and finally she'll leave the room and come back and tell me how bad my practice sessions on my own was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;That was the scenario on one of those days. I was bummed because of my "extreme talent" with scales... My mom had just left me to practice on my own. I was so annoyed to say the least. I sat down and prayed. Naw not those long fancy prayers. Those short SOS ones. You know, "GOD HELP MEEEEEEEEE PWEEEAASE". I think it was one of those... it's been sometime I can't quite remember. Then, I felt God thug my heart. I was prompted this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;"Play each scale... all your scales(No sharps and flats to 3 sharps 3 flats) minimum 3 times (that was normal) then for each mistake play again another 3 times (Okay. That is so not normal.)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;So that means if I play 2 times correct my 3rd time wrong, I've gotta play another 3 times making it 5. and While you're attempting to play that 3 times in a row, you get let's say the 2nd time wrong, you go again 3 more times x_x.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I think that day itself I played the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;C major scale 30 times at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;A minor scale &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt; somewhere there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Gmajor, E minor, D major, B minor, A major 40 times, F# minor at least 50 :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;And periodically my mom would come by and scream at me for my very smart practice method. Not easy man. Not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;So that was it. Marked improvement. At present, Scales, chromatic scales etc. have helped me alot in my worship ministry, sometimes chords alone are pretty dull... plus the Guitar can do that dull job xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Also in other areas when learning pieces, God would just like Point out certain things to me, in His still small voice though I never realized it until later on (pretty subconscious about it lah... realized but didn't realize) that I would never have thought of and just do it. My mom didn't have much time to teach me as she was often busy with her other students that my classes were pretty gapped. So... Technically, God was my Main Teacher ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;TO GOD BE THE GLORY PEOPLE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;c) Theory exams. There's this section of composition. I have almost perfect pitch so I know how certain notes sound like without having to play it out (also developed with the help of God and Yamaha teachers :) My mom has this way of doing it, which I didn't hundred percent agree on. God made me creative and God gave me the resources to be so (my almost perfect pitch) So I just created tunes to words as my heart was moved (again God helped me). Of course I followed my moms rules and regulations but not to the dot. and thrust me... the amount of scolding I got was unbearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;So I sat for my Grade5 exam that fine day in... March 2009? And I just did as my mommy taug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;ht.... except for composition. (she's a good teacher by the way except that composition isn't her best thing as she doesn't have perfect pitch) LOL... I remember my mom telling me "I'm gonna fail that section terribly if I continued doing it the way I did... and walla. results came out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;10 over 10 for that section. (I got full marks for everything else except 2 sections where all of my moms other students got the same marks 3 and 7 for intervals and something else... should be transposition xD) I landed with a 90 :'(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;SO I SAY GIVE GOD THE PRAISE!!! I thank God for equipping me with the necessary to do well... And a dedicated teacher ^^ (mommy!!!) &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I've a thousand more testimonies of times God gave me the strength and capabilities to go through situations related to music... but nyeh... ask me some other time :D Now make way For category numeber...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;2. Dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;a) I'm not a born natural dancer... I tell you when I was younger I'll just wake up in the middle of the night crying whenever I think of dancing O.O Most parents would have pulled their precious out of it long ago seeing her reactions towards the activity, but my mom was otherwise. She loved me so much she made me persevere through (And secretly I thank God and her for that :D)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Anyways, I've a track record of getting an exercise wrong 9 1/2 times out of 10 times and I've been nick named the "OMG dancer" before :D And if you passed by my class you'll here my teacher scream "CLOVEY!!!! at least twice every class (2 times plus 5 classes a week?... not much lah xD) so how did I get 9 1/2 over 10 instead of 10 over 10? I prayed lah hahahahahahahahaha ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;And this year I got pretty good (hey, 10/10 times wrong to 2/10 times wrong is an incredible feat xD) how did I get there? well I didn't feel it really, but God was helping me through each point and piruette I did. Thank God&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;GIVE HIM THE GLORYYYYY hee hee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Now, dancing is almost like the only skill I can use to serve God in my church for the time being and I'm very VERY grateful for even this talent God gave me in such a weird way :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;3. Socially speaking... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;The amount of times God would just put awesome people in my way to help me through my low self esteem. I slowly getting over it I guess :) God will help me through. ^^ Love Him much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;There's so much more I'll just like to talk about... but I'm low on time now *pout*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I think it's clear how much God has helped me and given me the capabilities I have now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I MIGHT update this post if I get round to it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Nyways Love you guys, God loves you to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times, FreeSerif, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-24114531261396602?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/24114531261396602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/mistake-slash-out-correction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/24114531261396602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/24114531261396602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/mistake-slash-out-correction.html' title='Mistake. Slash out. Correction'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-4998560232416080557</id><published>2010-12-05T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T16:00:06.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWESOME EVENTS'/><title type='text'>R2D2? Is that you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;NO!! this is not some sort of star wars fanclub thingy (though I am a fan of star wars :D) but l-o-l…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Have you guys Heard of R2DC? Yeah… it's coming round the corner…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;FYI R2DC stands for Rise to D Cause… geddit? ;) it's on the &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;18-19 of December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;GO!!! You'll be extremely blessed :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;For more info…google it :D or checkout the CFSMKSU Blog or something haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;On the other hand…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;HAVE YOU ALL HEARD OF WHAT'S NEW???? What's hot and what's not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Well… What's hot is that on the &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;7 of December (7.12.2010)&lt;/span&gt;… We, the Younified, youth group of City Revival Church will be having a one day seminar… Title?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Wait for it… *drum roll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 22pt;"&gt;D2BD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;(Dare To Be Different)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Time? 9 am to 4pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Venue? At the CO (Church Office laaaaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Pastor preaching? Pastor Vic Gonzales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Entry fee? RM 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;T&amp;amp;C apply…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;You are allowed to come. Or to call if you need inquiries… ask me if you need hp numbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are allowed to invite a friend even if you are not a residential member of Younified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are required to go all out during Praise and Worship as we worship the King of Kings… but… but… I'm conservative… aah? Don't lie to me… I know you shout like a monkey(or worse) at your best friends birthday party or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're not ready to scream… it is advisable to ear muffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You are required to enjoy the seminar. And laugh and learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are required to EAT like… a cow… when it is time to eat :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~end~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trust me, You want to come. God's gonna be there. Yeah. You heard me. And you've got a bunch of hyperactive real contagious peeps. Yep. So wherever you go? R2DC or D2BD? YOU'RE SURROUNDED!!! AHAHA!! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol… God bless ya &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-4998560232416080557?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4998560232416080557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/r2d2-is-that-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4998560232416080557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4998560232416080557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/r2d2-is-that-you.html' title='R2D2? Is that you?'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-8539588097527274607</id><published>2010-12-04T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T18:57:48.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncategorized'/><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;I'm seriously not sure whether I should have posted this up… but it was burning me for quite awhile by now… God… Helppppp meeeeeeeee… Lord I pray it's Your will I post this up and I will not like memalukan anyone… I pray I'm doing the right thing… Amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Ok… long post up ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;You know what? I've been going through my msn chat history lately… finding all sorts of stuff… keeps me asking myself questions like " LOL… how could we have had gone on and on about (insert topic)" or "Wow… yeah… good times good times" and etc. laah you know me ^^ Then I saw one small dialog. Kinda disturbed me. Question that arose: "Do we really REALLY know what it means to be a Christian?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Well here's me opinion on this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;You become a Christian when you accept &lt;strong&gt;Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. &lt;/strong&gt;When you &lt;strong&gt;Give it all to Him… Surrender… A public declaration that You need Him. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Then I thought deeper still… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;This is a bit of the chat… if you find it familiar and think it's yours… tell me privately if I misinterpreted it… don't want to start a "battle" in the chat box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00b050;"&gt;There is only one God. We all worship the same one. It's just that we don't know it. Because the difference in religions and the way we worship God… it makes us think that their God is so much different from ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00b050;"&gt;Muslims, Jews and Christians are all united under one God. Since we all came from Abraham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Well… If you think about it… this statement has its reason to it. Since both Isaac and Ishmael were sons of Abraham. And I believe they both loved and worshiped God. They both were by no doubt man of God. The God they served were the same. Ruler and creator of Heaven and earth. The same God I serve. But hang on a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;If you think about it… Why did Peter tell the people during Pentecost… call upon the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and be saved?(Acts 2:21) Why did he tell the people who were already Jews (the audience he was talking to were mainly Jews) to receive Jesus as their Lord and Savior? Are you getting me?? I really don't know how to word it in understandable English but yeah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;One thing that different shades Christians from the Muslims and Jews is the plain fact that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;JESUS IS THE CENTRE or to say the CORE of this whole religion or aka RELATIONSHIP WITH OUR FATHER IN HEAVEN… the trinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;The apostles went all over the world preaching about the &lt;strong&gt;good news of Jesus Christ &lt;/strong&gt;and the plain fact that &lt;strong&gt;whoever calls upon His name will be saved and shall have everlasting life&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;I think that's something that's sets us apart. The Muslims only acknowledge Jesus as a prophet… Jews… I think they do pretty much the same… not sure on this one. But yeah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;I know this post has been going on for quite awhile… but I'll just like to repeat what I said right on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;"You become a Christian when you accept &lt;strong&gt;Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior. &lt;/strong&gt;When you &lt;strong&gt;Give it all to Him… Surrender… A public declaration that You need Him"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-8539588097527274607?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8539588097527274607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8539588097527274607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8539588097527274607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-4552372697925352857</id><published>2010-11-17T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T18:22:35.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover up.</title><content type='html'>THAT'S IT!!! I'm gonna SPAMMMMM until I fully bury my pictures!!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly. I'm gonna tell you how much you get when you mesh 2 and 2 together. wanna guess?? ^^&lt;br /&gt;9? no...&lt;br /&gt;ears? no...&lt;br /&gt;a pair of 2s? no.....&lt;br /&gt;2?? NO LAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know the answer??? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRUM ROLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;IT'S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;2!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;=DDD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-4552372697925352857?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4552372697925352857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/cover-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4552372697925352857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4552372697925352857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/cover-up.html' title='Cover up.'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-8542361201474506184</id><published>2010-11-17T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T17:56:48.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>2 things. Firstly. I've stopped ballet like you all know... check 2 posts before. I updated it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly...it's been Long for to long... NOW IT'S SHORT!!! :) ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TOOlYHl3u5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/QWDzl8VeDAQ/s1600/07-10-10_2049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TOOlYHl3u5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/QWDzl8VeDAQ/s320/07-10-10_2049.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TOOljVhMUYI/AAAAAAAAALA/30FPHjwqREI/s1600/Photo_0022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TOOljVhMUYI/AAAAAAAAALA/30FPHjwqREI/s320/Photo_0022.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In case you didn't know my hair is shorter now. ^^ But sadly... it's growing fast... oh well... shall cut it again soon ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-8542361201474506184?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8542361201474506184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8542361201474506184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8542361201474506184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TOOlYHl3u5I/AAAAAAAAAK8/QWDzl8VeDAQ/s72-c/07-10-10_2049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-5698526077289999885</id><published>2010-11-14T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T18:44:41.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My view'/><title type='text'>It's a mouthful...</title><content type='html'>Ok. let's review the year... yeah... Great way to start. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look back. hmm... I think... in my terms... this has been the hardest for me... spiritually... :D&lt;br /&gt;haha but I believe with God... all things are possible :) amen?? :) guess what? took the timely reminder for a person I saw least likely as someone who would say it... haha.. God is amazing :) I love Him :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... one an overview? haha weilll let's see hahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... from 4 to 5 spiritual attacks per month for about 4&amp;nbsp;consecutive months... fading out?...&amp;nbsp;continuous distractions... guy problem(nice being a teenager xD)... It's not pretty. But God brought me through :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you hear that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;GOD BROUGHT ME THROUGH!!!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made some decisions... made some conclusions... rewrote some conclusions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but came down to one main one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is my God. I don't care what people say. I running after Him. My God. Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I shall lean on Him all of my days... I realized I can and AM capable of doing alot on my own... but one thing. I can't get personal satisfaction... without God. For He is. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-mouthful.html"&gt;(Click this link. correction on this statement)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned... through this... that... certain things are hard... unless God comes through for you... it's almost impossible for it is a relation between Him and you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized for a period of time... I was shouting at a "wall" trying to work things on my terms... telling Him everything I want and what I feel He wants... but... I remember something I heard from a certain someone...&lt;br /&gt;"Very often we try and conform God into our image... &lt;b&gt;instead&lt;/b&gt; of being conformed into Gods image"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottom line?&lt;br /&gt;1. Thrust in God with all your heart, Soul, mind... and lean not on the wisdom of men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jesus said:" Come to me all you who are burdened and heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon yourself, learn from me; for I am meek and lowly hearted, And your soul will find rest. For my yoke is light and my burden is easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ask and you'll receive, seek and you'll find, knock and Jesus will anwer... He WILL come to your rescue :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-5698526077289999885?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/5698526077289999885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-mouthful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5698526077289999885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/5698526077289999885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-mouthful.html' title='It&apos;s a mouthful...'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-2472894819899440154</id><published>2010-11-13T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T18:05:45.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><title type='text'>In memory of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In memory of ballet... 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TOOndPI10kI/AAAAAAAAALI/BMPPw8LqOkc/s1600/25-04-10_1228.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TOOndPI10kI/AAAAAAAAALI/BMPPw8LqOkc/s320/25-04-10_1228.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;more coming up once I can get my phone to coorperate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-2472894819899440154?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/2472894819899440154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-memory-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2472894819899440154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/2472894819899440154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-memory-of.html' title='In memory of...'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TOOkr0-egYI/AAAAAAAAAKk/nF4twWT7NHQ/s72-c/08-11-10_0950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-8960130929789831094</id><published>2010-11-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:43:56.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ah choo'/><title type='text'>"Experiments" 2</title><content type='html'>Aim: To mix and get a new concoction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypothesis: Shall produce a certain taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manipulated Variable: Ratio of substance used&lt;br /&gt;Responding Variable: Smell and taste of the new concoction&lt;br /&gt;Constant Variable: The test subject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients: 1. Glass cup 2. Orange juice 3. Passion juice 4. Teaspoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Fill Cup with Orange, Passion Juice and milk to the ratio 4:4:3&lt;br /&gt;2. Mix it&amp;nbsp;thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;3. Pray&lt;br /&gt;4. Drink it&lt;br /&gt;5. Sample taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQir1vp_II/AAAAAAAAAKg/DZyTM8j2Y8c/s1600/mixture+of+passion+juice,+orange+juice,+and+milk.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQir1vp_II/AAAAAAAAAKg/DZyTM8j2Y8c/s320/mixture+of+passion+juice,+orange+juice,+and+milk.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQiquQcn9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/fwIOPJ_LaPc/s1600/12-12-09_1035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQiquQcn9I/AAAAAAAAAKc/fwIOPJ_LaPc/s1600/12-12-09_1035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Observation: looks&amp;nbsp;dangerous, tastes like pudding. Taste good. Reaps a harvest of horrified expressions from spectators.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Conclusion: Never do it again&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-8960130929789831094?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/8960130929789831094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/experiments-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8960130929789831094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/8960130929789831094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/experiments-2.html' title='&quot;Experiments&quot; 2'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQir1vp_II/AAAAAAAAAKg/DZyTM8j2Y8c/s72-c/mixture+of+passion+juice,+orange+juice,+and+milk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-4427038059817509538</id><published>2010-11-05T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:25:05.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ah choo'/><title type='text'>"Experiments" 1</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Aim: To find out the relations between seeds and the way they grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypothesis: *non created.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manipulated Variable: Types of seeds used&lt;br /&gt;Responding Variable: End result&lt;br /&gt;Constant Variable: Size of container?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients: 1. Water 2. Sago seeds 3. Brown rice 4. Red beans 5. Container&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;procedure:&lt;br /&gt;1. Throw everything in.&lt;br /&gt;2. Fill container with water&lt;br /&gt;3. leave it for a few days&lt;br /&gt;4. prepare a barf bag and You'll be lucky if you have room&amp;nbsp;maintainence services ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQfMNG3-VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rr20jRmRjN8/s1600/mixture+of+sago,+brown+rice,+and+red+beans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQfMNG3-VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rr20jRmRjN8/s320/mixture+of+sago,+brown+rice,+and+red+beans.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Before)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQfHwInBBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Gs364sVrjDA/s1600/21-08-09_1201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQfHwInBBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/Gs364sVrjDA/s320/21-08-09_1201.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(After)&lt;/div&gt;Conclusion: Never do this again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-4427038059817509538?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/4427038059817509538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/experiments-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4427038059817509538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/4427038059817509538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/11/experiments-1.html' title='&quot;Experiments&quot; 1'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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/_U6bMYfBjb4E/TNQfMNG3-VI/AAAAAAAAAKY/rr20jRmRjN8/s72-c/mixture+of+sago,+brown+rice,+and+red+beans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3300348363526741046.post-7263252860065057357</id><published>2010-10-30T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T15:25:48.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CF AWESOMENESS ^^'/><title type='text'>Awkward turtles of CFSMKSU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;President:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dylan Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vice President:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jonathan Chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secretary:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Soo Jun Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asst. Secretary:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Emily S'ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treasurer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Hew Zhi Xuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asst. Treasurer:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Lim Jack Kin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Worship Coordinator:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bryan Ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asst. Worship Coordinator:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Clovey Lye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Technical Department:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jason Tew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asst. Technical:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Natasha Raj, Tan Chung Ren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT Department:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Joshua Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asst. IT:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Henry Ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Head Ushers:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Anantha Krishnan, Chan Yen Meeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Publicity/Blog Editor:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Stephanie Wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asst. Publicity/Blog Editor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Kristine Yee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grounds Department:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mathias Wong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asst. Grounds Department:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thong How Joo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landscape Department (Morning)&lt;/span&gt;: Jacky Lam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Landscape Department (Afternoon):&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Teh Yi-Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;YES!!! I know I'm a copy cat!!! but anyways thanks CF blog xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;This Committee is just awesome. God definitely gonna do something new through this bunch of people. COME ON. SHOUT IT OUT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;YEAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;It's been Awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Still remember some spoilers Jesus revealed somewhere last year and I think this year also. He revealed some of the posts certain people will get and many other cool stuff... so yeah... Whatever happens. It's been Fun (Zane from Eureka's favourite quote)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Lol... last week Joyce kinda hinted on the post I'll get and I was like *jaw drop* I mean it's a post I've really wanted for a very VERYYYY long time. I mean since young I've been drawn to the worship ministry... maybe it's because of the background I come from but donno lah xD I've always wanted it... but yeah... when I actually got it or had the prospect of getting it... I freaked out. ahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I thank God for friends who are just a ring away who helped me so in this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I was pretty unsure of my relationship with Jesus and I didn't want to be a leader who wasn't on fire or be a hypocrite of some sort. But I thank God. Through this experience... I'm finally having effective quiet time again. I'm hearing His voice clearly once again. and I'm in Love with Him all over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;God will never kill me. "For I(God) have plans for you. Plans for you to prosper" (taken from Jeremiah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I told my ex-worship coordinator ( HAH!!! rub it into your face EX!!) I didn't feel ready and stuff and yeah... Thanks J.O. for your encouragement :')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;NOW BRYAN ANG is my Head ;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;and I thought having Dylan as my head during SYATP was a scary pairing xD nyeh. Just kidding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;It's gonna be Fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;God. I'M GONNA GIVE OUR BEST TO YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;IN ALL I DO...I HONOUR YOU....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-7263252860065057357?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/7263252860065057357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/awkward-turtles-of-cfsmksu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7263252860065057357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/7263252860065057357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/awkward-turtles-of-cfsmksu.html' title='Awkward turtles of CFSMKSU'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-3110210006723124601</id><published>2010-10-30T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T14:52:51.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>Breath taking</title><content type='html'>Lol... CF. Is. Finally. Over... for this year that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realities starting to hit me. Realities that I've been striving hard to push aside and not notice... I'm having pimples.. I MEAN... more than pimples... that the Form 5's / 2010 will be leaving. I most probably won't see them anymore unless I purposely run up to them in somewhere or other like "JEREMY!!! hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahya" or like "JOYCE!!!! *hugs* *pulls cheek* or maybe "ooh hoo hoo Shia! *poke*" but all in all whatever it is.... I just wish I could spend more time with them awesomers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Brandon Choy&lt;br /&gt;2. Brandon Shia&lt;br /&gt;3. Benjamin Yeo&lt;br /&gt;4. Damien&lt;br /&gt;5. Edwin&lt;br /&gt;6. Eilene Ling&lt;br /&gt;7. Eilaine Ling&lt;br /&gt;8. Hsien Zern&lt;br /&gt;9. Isaac Lee&lt;br /&gt;10. Jeremy Ong&lt;br /&gt;11. Joyce Ong&lt;br /&gt;12. Karen Wan&lt;br /&gt;13. Mabel Tew&lt;br /&gt;14. Tsu Tsen&lt;br /&gt;25. Voon Ann&lt;br /&gt;26. Yeh Hoong...&lt;br /&gt;27. any other random form 5 that I know but I forgot to name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly. It's been a joy knowing you all :) Still remember the time when I first entered school. All I wanted was friends and people with a common cause. Really, the change from the awkward kid to what I am now... You guys all just contributed to that. God used you all :) True I might still be shy of new people or people that I don't know so well... but yeah... I'm Really glad to have known such awesome seniors. Joyce who shares lame awkward random chats on MSN... Shia and his ever breaking guitar strings xD (Overcome that yo!!)... Jeremy and his Jeremy expression... Damien and his ever smilies... Hsien Zern for his awesome&amp;nbsp;appetite and the awesome games meetings for CF Camp 2010... Karen for always telling me to keep my back straight *straightens back*... And all the rest for their awkward turtle-ness and jakunness and all that just made my last 2 school years memorable ones.&lt;br /&gt;And also not to forget the advice and help and agape love they give whenever I run to them in my times of need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen up. We'll be praying for you. All of you. As you leave school and move on temptations are lurking everywhere. Because you lift His name high your temptations that you'll face are greater. We'll be holding you up in prayer. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Clovey Lye (like DUHHH XD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3300348363526741046-3110210006723124601?l=clovesanddreams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/feeds/3110210006723124601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/breath-taking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3110210006723124601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3300348363526741046/posts/default/3110210006723124601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clovesanddreams.blogspot.com/2010/10/breath-taking.html' title='Breath taking'/><author><name>Cloves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18045567605243284451</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-3300348363526741046.post-8732809188815246631</id><published>2010-10-24T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T14:16:20.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimonies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dedications'/><title type='text'>In a bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;at first when I wrote this header I was wondering whether to rename it in a bite or a big bite or A whole mouthful but eh ;P haha. will expand my&amp;nbsp;outrageous appetite :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In a good mood. and am about to share it... do you want it ? ;) haha anyways(Clovey? YOU. HAVE. GOT. TO. STOP. USING THAT WORD.) yes. haha over the pass few weeks I've been hearing all sorts of testimonies. from "I CAUGHT A DRAGONFLY!! ^^" to some really cool breath taking/ heart warming/jaw dropping and all in all... testimonies that leave you standing in awe of the awesome one who gave it all (Jesus!!!!) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So here goes... as far as I can go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;First up will be my testimony ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;lol... I know this is a little long ago but yeah... well... as I have written of before... I took my dance exam last last tuesday... 12 Oct to be exact. LOL... I just have to thank God as to how much he pulled me through. true I worked hard and followed teachers tips as far as I could. but ultimately it was definitely God. why? here's why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1. By the time we found out the exam dates, it was only about 10 days from exam. less than 2 weeks :O mentally so not ready. And I still was fumbling here and there on certain exercises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;2. The day before the exam teacher had us show us a dance. (one of the items that was to be presented before the examiner on the next day) Guess what I did ? I started of ok... and after that I fumbled... freezed and fumbled even more... and just ran to the end and did the finishing pose. freaky much? day before the exam still doing stuff like that. No doubt I was worried. So was my teacher. She was like "CLOVEY!!! YOU.. better be here at 12 sharp to run through EVERYTHING. Get your friends to help aa" *silently nodds* btw my exam was at 2.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;3. Day of exam *cheng cheng cheng* &amp;nbsp;came. did warm up. ran through the steps and told myself like a million times "Clovey if you do that during the exam you're gonna die." &amp;nbsp;anyways, I practiced. then at about 2pm. we took a break (we as in me and my other dance partners). As some of you know, I have some complications on my left ankle. Well... it started acting up. Dang! &amp;gt;&amp;lt; what to do what to do?? no ice? don't want to go get water... will get to much attention.... wait my towel is dripping with sweat. hmmm... that will do. haha disgusting but... oh well.. I'm covered in it anyway XD was "raining" again that day. So there I was sitting at a corner. Trying to have a casual air around me. But owh great just great. My teacher came by. and caught sight of my leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"OMG Clovey what's wrong with your leg? Why you wrapping it in a towel??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"... I... twisted my ankle a bit..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"So you're wrapping it with a towel... what it wrapped with?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"So silly... did you put water!!??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*struggling as to whether I should tell her that it was soaked with sweat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"So silly... GO GET SOME ICE!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"erm...a... where's the ice?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"SO SILLY!!! WHERE DO YOU THINK IT IS!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"in the fridge?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"YES!IN THE FREEZER. NOW GO GET IT!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*thinking to myself* "yeah... so anyway... where is the fridge?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So during the exam I thank God for helping through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"
