<?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-3985544278633040487</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:23:35.442+08:00</updated><category term='I could sing of Your love forever'/><category term='I was tempted to go back to the queue and have second round =P'/><title type='text'>God's Princess</title><subtitle type='html'>Thoughts, memories and revelations by a princess who is not ashame to proclaim that she is part of His royal kingdom; for her life is His.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-3987655911223364403</id><published>2010-07-21T17:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T18:23:56.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Four months has passed since my last post. It was the beginning of SOT, and now the end is coming soon. It feels surreal... Five more weeks till I am an SOT 2010 Graduate ((: It's going to be bittersweet; but more bitter. Haha. I'm going to miss being in the church auditorium everyday; to be in His presence. But I have to move on... Bring what I've learned and put into practice. The past months have been amazing... God is so real. The visions and the revelations I have received were mindblowing. On top of that, His assurance of His love and never leaving me is even more tangible. It is so easy to feel God now - everywhere! Afterall, we are to be a carrier of His presence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though the month of June was one of the worst times in my life, it was a period of moulding and testing. Now that I am 80% out of the wilderness, I have emerged stronger, transformed and renewed! Just like Job, it is after being tested that he emerged as gold. Dr A.R. Bernard too said, "purification happens through a crisis." After that period of crises, I have moved on to the next level in my character, and my Spiritman has grown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pastor Mike Connell's week was memorable and life-changing... All my past hurts and pains are healed and immediately, I felt so released. I am now a new and improved Sarah (: That was definitely a highlight of SOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am leaving for mission trip to Kota Kinabalu tomorrow! I'm so excited and glad that I will be going with most of my teammates. Afterall, I can only go to a mission trip with my SOT teammates once in my life. Furthermore, it is going to be awesome! I feel that, I've given the opportunity to serve so much and this really increases my capacity. One surprising thing is my ability to create the skit! It's really all thanks to Holy Spirit for inspiration and creativity. I'm proud of my teammates for their commitment and acting skills! They are doing well (: Apart from that, I'm going to lead P&amp;amp;W, testimony and offering message for cgm on Friday night. On Saturday for the youth service, I'm one of the frontliner for P&amp;amp;W, and going to sing a song item after the skit, in conjunction with the theme... The song item is another thing which caught me off guard. Truly, God gives the promotion, recognition... As we yield ourselves with our talents, no matter how inept we may be, He will use us, and He will empower us. I sincerely pray that my vocals will be so anointed and touch many lives through the song. On Sunday, I will be leading P&amp;amp;W again for the Filipino Fellowship. Sounds like a packed weekend! But, I'm going to enjoy myself and believe that God will use me mightily! This shall be my first mission trip among many more to come! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I had an interview with Key Editions for the position of the Junior Writer. It went well, in my opinion. Throughout the process, I felt God's peace and wisdom in me. I do hope that it will be the stepping stone to my career in writing. If not, a better one will come. By faith, I will get my dream job before mid-August, so that I will be able to share my wonderful testimony during SOT Graduation Ceremony (: That will be one of my desires coming to pass (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow, there's still a void within me... Lord, please take this away and deliver me... You are bigger than any problems and any situations... I believe that You can solve this... All things work together for good unto those who love You...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3987655911223364403?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3987655911223364403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3987655911223364403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3987655911223364403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3987655911223364403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/07/four-months-has-passed-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-5756448698170055478</id><published>2010-03-29T15:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:27:49.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went for the Back-up Vocalist audition last week and surprisingly, I got into the second round! That really surprised me! But I wasn't selected for that ministry... Well, a tiny-winy bit disappointed but it is to serve God and not for me to flaunt myself on stage, so it isn't God's calling for me. Well, it was a great experience and getting into the second round boosted my confidence level. It's okay, I shall keep on serving God in choir and W480 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our inaugural Team 29 outing yesterday!! Not many people turned up, but still we had lots of fun! It's nice to have a bunch of teammates who have similar craziness and can flow. Hahaha. I hope that I can get to know them even more ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave me a divine revelation today, and it is mind-blowing! I pray hard that I will make Him proud as I yield myself to His will, and that it shall come to pass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-5756448698170055478?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5756448698170055478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=5756448698170055478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5756448698170055478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5756448698170055478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-went-for-back-up-vocalist-audition.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-3534144861141676891</id><published>2010-03-22T15:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T15:55:46.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miracle #3&lt;br /&gt;God has answered my prayers!!! I received the sponsorship for my SOT fees!! Now I am just left with another $600 till August! God keeps on amazes me... I remember all the tears I shed during prayer meetings over my financial burdens. My vision for 2010 has come to passed! I can't express how thankful I am to God. I'm going to keep on sowing and giving! I believe that more other form of blessings will come! Particularly the healing of my eczema, which is already happening (: All glory to God!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3534144861141676891?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3534144861141676891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3534144861141676891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3534144861141676891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3534144861141676891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/03/miracle-3-god-has-answered-my-prayers-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-3517050959803607330</id><published>2010-03-17T16:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T16:24:31.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miracle #2&lt;br /&gt;Another love offering of $350 for my April's fees... It was such an unexpected blessing... She is truly an answer to my prayers and such a loving friend ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3517050959803607330?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3517050959803607330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3517050959803607330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3517050959803607330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3517050959803607330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/03/miracle-2-another-love-offering-of-350.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-5374967163777340707</id><published>2010-03-16T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:28:48.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every month throughout SOT, I WILL experience a financial breakthrough/miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle #1 - Two fold of my building fund for March&lt;br /&gt;March 2010: an unforgettable $400 love offering from my beloved best friends Dor and Ting... I love them to pieces... I feel so blessed to have such generous and loving friends which God has placed in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More miracles to come... And I can't wait to give to April's building fund (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-5374967163777340707?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5374967163777340707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=5374967163777340707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5374967163777340707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5374967163777340707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/03/every-month-throughout-sot-i-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6676326284578664469</id><published>2010-03-16T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:21:06.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOT 2010</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is day two of School of Theology 2010! I am part of the biggest cohort of students in the history of SOT - 691 intakes! Yesterday was fun! Met my teammates who are mainly from WYZ zone and they are nice and fun people. Well, unfortunately our team, Team 29, did not win the orientation game challenge, but we came up with a good cheer at the last minute and we were so enthusiastic. Hahaa, we have a creative team leader. I hope that true friendships can really be formed through SOT (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With alot of time on our hands before the Youth Meeting, we played Sequence!! Hahahaa. We shall spread Sequence-ism out of W452/W480 and into SOT Team 29! Lols. After that, rushed down to Expo and served choir (: I have to say though, it was the most tiring ever! We really jumped... in heels! =O Haha. Nonetheless, it was great serving God. Pastor then gave an impactful message on us rising up to the next level and taking more ownership of CHC as we will be the next generation taking over all the pastors and founders of the church. He was really urgent and I just felt the burden to be part of the people to carry on the legacy of CHC and even raise it up to another level. Though I may have imperfections and I have no direction (for now), I am willing to lay down my life for His kingdom's cause. It took me awhile to wrestle with the Holy Spirit before responding to the calling of full-time ministry. The presence was so strong and my ultra-thick make-up was smudged horribly with non-stop flowing of tears! After Pastor prayed, what he said was really true to my situation: "If you hate your job and what you are doing, and long for God's presence everyday, then full-time ministry is your calling." My heart was pierced by that sentence and now I just know that I want to be a labourer for God. I don't know how or when, but I know that my destiny shall be revealed soon, especially during/after SOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced Holy Laughter for the first time today!! Or rather, a full-fledged one. A minor one happened during Asia Conference two years ago. Wow, it was like nothing I ever experienced before. A sudden overwhelming joy and assurance of peace just came over me and it just begin. The funny thing is, I was tearing at the same time. Haha. As the Chinese saying goes, "ku xiao bu ti" xD Pastor Derek really ministered to us in the Spirit. Then, it just occured to me; my desire of being in JW auditorium, immersed in God's presence in the morning has come to passed. I know and I know that my financial situation is a tiny problem which my Heavenly Dad will solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three of SOT is tomorrow and I am already having slight fever and sore throat. Argh!!! I bind you darn germs! Go away!!! I shall be healed by tonight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6676326284578664469?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6676326284578664469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6676326284578664469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6676326284578664469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6676326284578664469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/03/sot-2010.html' title='SOT 2010'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-8329786460392188077</id><published>2010-03-09T16:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:43:40.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Your House</title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;I have found my home, I have found my purpose&lt;/em&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our new home is.... SUNTEC SINGAPORE INTERNATIONAL CONVENTION AND EXHIBITION CENTRE!!! =O CHC has a stake of 80%! Wow... We have finally gotten our promise land. I'm so excited about giving a portion of my finances to God's house. It's really out of love and taking ownership. I fulfilled my pledge for this month even though it may seem like a crazy amount, but who else do I live for but You; who else do I honour but You. I know that as I honour God, He will honour me back and indeed, as His daughter, I have His inheritance! I will not live in poverty or lack! All the money problems, go away!! D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOT in 5 days.... ((: My heart just beats faster at the thought of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8329786460392188077?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8329786460392188077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8329786460392188077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8329786460392188077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8329786460392188077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-your-house.html' title='In Your House'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6852851502807049564</id><published>2010-03-03T10:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T10:26:32.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Believe, I believe!</title><content type='html'>12 more days to SOT....! It's such a mixed feeling... I definitely am so looking forward to it, and can't wait to be in the presence of God everyday (: To have encounter with Him, receive revelations. I have even listed down the things I want to achieve out of SOT and I'm sure that my visions shall come to pass. Though my finances may seem like it is impossible for me to pay the fees at all, but I confess that my God is my Jehovah Jireh and He shall supply all my needs! Indeed, He is a God who never fails, never disappoints. I can sense deep in my veins and soul and my breakthrough will come and that He will do a miracle for the $1.8k. I'm going to give to building fund next Saturday, and I know that as I sacrifice and give unto God's house out of love and obedience, going to choir practice week after week and serving in choir, He shall reward me and pour out such blessings that I can't contain them. Faith is the substance of things not seen, and without faith, it is impossible to please God. So yes, I am living by faith and not fear. All fears and worries, begone from me! You have no power over me! But God, He can do wondrous things. For He can do exceedingly abundantly in all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us. And I believe that His grace is sufficient for me. Not forgetting that all things work together for good unto those who love Him and to those who are called according to His purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, you know that I love you and You are the reason that I'm laying aside my life for the next six months; it is all for your kingdom's cause. For it is Your will for me to go this year, and let all things work together for good.... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love You no matter what, and I will be still and know You are God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6852851502807049564?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6852851502807049564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6852851502807049564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6852851502807049564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6852851502807049564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-believe-i-believe.html' title='I Believe, I believe!'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-1027087729925789684</id><published>2010-02-24T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T13:11:16.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 22!</title><content type='html'>It has been 4 days since I turned 22! As a 21-year-old, I did not feel much difference... But I have to admit that this year, I could feel some changes. I can sense that being 22 onwards, I will take on bigger responsibilities, especially this being the year that I will officially say goodbye to being a student and be a full-fledged working ADULT! I always jokingly, or rather, semi-seriously whine about growing older; however, now, I embrace that fact and I look forward to sclae to greater heights, overcome challenges and aim to accomplish the purposes God has already planned for my life... I am excited about being an adult! I am no longer a child, so got to leave my childish ways behind. Moreover, I'm sure God will mould me and reveal to me my destiny through SOT; I can't emphasised any further on how excited I am ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22: I will have double the annointing, double the happiness, blessings and be doubly pretty! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-1027087729925789684?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1027087729925789684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=1027087729925789684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1027087729925789684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1027087729925789684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-22.html' title='I&apos;m 22!'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-1530990057401587894</id><published>2010-02-17T12:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T13:19:43.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;February is coming to an end in a week and a half's time! Looking back at the past month since the year began, and the goals I have set in the beginning of 2010, it was really a period of trial and me running away from God's calling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that I decided to obey His calling and just go ahead to SOT by faith, I know deep down that it is the right thing no matter how impossible things may seem. But truly, God creates miracles and He makes the impossible, possible. My boss allows me to work on a half-day basis for six months! Furthermore, things are getting better; I am getting busier and even begin writing articles for his new internet marketing business. Indeed, not only I have an income while in SOT, I will have a job that I enjoy (: Those articles can even be part of my portfolio! I'm just so excited and I know in my heart that the next six months will be one of the best times in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, I will be stretched -- physically, mentally and emotionally. But it will be all worth it. I'm sure that when I graduate from SOT, I will emerge stronger and victorious. Through His strength and grace, I will be able to conquer both work and school, along with SOT. I keep visioning myself being such a testimony and a vessel for Him to showforth His glory (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tis the season of sowing [and reaping]! Building fund in a week's time! I am really looking forward to it (: Financial hindrances, go away!!!!! No matter what, I WILL and WANT to fulfill my vow! I will keep giving no matter what and I WILL reap a bountiful harvest in no time! I just sense in my heart that blessings after blessings will come. All the desires of my heart will come true and my dream job awaits in September 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turning 22 in 3 days time... Such a pivotal moment and a turning point... It shall be the beginning of a great destiny and journey (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lay down my life for You... One word, and I will follow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-1530990057401587894?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1530990057401587894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=1530990057401587894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1530990057401587894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1530990057401587894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-is-coming-to-end-in-week-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-8197987837768490020</id><published>2009-12-28T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:50:20.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful...</title><content type='html'>Today has been such a wonderful day and a day which shows how evident God is and His faithfulness. I obtained a job interview for the position of a Junior PR Executive at a modelling/talent scouting company!! It's the job which I was aiming for (: I really need to be more well prepared this time but I believe that my angels and Holy Spirit will be there ((: Secondly, I got into choir ministry! I feel so glad that I can have another awesome platform to serve God in. I know with all of my heart that I'll end 2009 with a bang!! And 2010 will have even unimganiable breakthroughs and blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8197987837768490020?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8197987837768490020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8197987837768490020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8197987837768490020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8197987837768490020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/12/thankful.html' title='Thankful...'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-1710852900020826927</id><published>2009-12-22T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:04:11.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Random List of Occurances</title><content type='html'>Here I go again, blogging at work. I have just finished a task which my boss assigned and awhile later, I went, "err... now what??". Sigh... It's okay, I'm still believing for a fantastic career which I will have by Feb 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In the area of my job hunting, I had an interview last Tuesday for the position of Marketing &amp;amp; Communications Coordinator at a very prominent Intellectual Property firm (whose name I shall not disclose). I was so excited when I received the call to head down for the interview. But when I got closer to the office building, I felt really intimidated and nervous. When I entered the building, then the office overlooking the breathtaking view of the CBD area, it dawned upon me that this it is; a REAL job! A jobscope which is one of my dream jobs. Before the interview, I had to do a test which consisted checking discrepancies, spotting spelling/format errors and summarising a letter into an internal memo. Within me I wanted to scream and run! But I knew that I wasn't alone in the room; that my Helper was there. By faith and relying on His wisdom, I completed it. I waited for about 10 or 15 mins for the interview with the Marketing Manager. It was probably the longest 10 mins in my life (well, so far). She was nice and all but quite demanding and did not seem to be impressed with me not asking her much questions. But I honestly did not have any question! Like geez! Haha. Oh well, yes, I could have done better and it was undeniably the most difficult interview I ever been to, however it was a great experience and now I know how an interview for a higher/executive level is. It is all up to God's perfect will whether will I get that job. Believing in His promise, I know that I will attain my dream job very, very soon! I can feel it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What else... oh, I have been Christmas shopping and really, it is so much BETTER to give than to receive! This job has been a financial blessing to me (and I believe next year will be more!) so it feels amazing to be able to give gifts to my family and my close friends! It is really a feeling which I can't describe! I hope that they will like my gift ((: Speaking of giving, I felt such a sense of relief and joy when I gave my mom, for the first time, an amount to contribute into my education loan (: God has been good to me and He will be even better next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Candlelight service was beautiful as always ((: Pastor Kong preached a great message fill with many miraculous testimonies to show how real God is and those testimonies really built up my faith level in believing in the healing of my eczema and restoration of my dental problems. Indeed, if God can heal cancer and diseases which doctors give up hope on, my eczema, being such a minute skin problem, is indeed possible with my Jehovah Rapha ^^ When we lit up the candles, the auditorium was just so beautiful and you could just sense the peace of God overflowing. I was immensed in His presence especially when singing O Holy Night and Silent Night, Holy Night that I did not take a picture. Haha. I just did not want the feeling to discontinue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunday's Christmas party between W480 and W452 was a blast!!!! I have to say, Cindy, Rou and Suryanto are great Game Masters and event planners! The forfeit was madness! The losing team (which I was in, sigh! We were leading initially!) had to be dunked plates of shaving cream. While defending our grounds on not to be dunked, Cindy just charged and smashed the plate on my face!!!! Oh man!!! That was uber unexpected!! I remember I kept screaming, "CINDY, I'M NOT A GUY!!!". Lols!! Because girls were supposed to be dunked at our shoulders. A few seconds later, a battlefield was formed and everyone ended up with shaving cream all over them. There goes all the girls' make-up and hairdos. The cleaning up part was horrible! The hotel room was in a mess! It looked like it had been vandalised! Thank goodness we managed to clean them off. After that, we brainstormed for our drama. We got an open theme. Initially we were happy but then we had so many ideas that we did not know which to choose. Suryanto helped us and we decided to do a parody of the Nativity Story =P HAHAHA. Oops... Seems liek no reverence for God =PP It was soo fun!! From nothing, all of us 'impromptued' and managed to act out a funny drama. The rest apparently liked it as they laughed at funny scenes and at me! I think I was just clowning around being a silly narrator xD I loved the part when Guo Lei went: "wo she ye shu!" HAHAHA. Unforgettable! The other teams were hilarious!! Not to mention, explicit as well! The fairy tales were like rated versions! Haha. Malcolm's team really outshone the rest! Their's was fantastic! It was really such a fun night and it ended with gift exchange. So funny, my gift received the highest bid of 14 votes kudos to my copywriting skills!! Wahahahahahaha... Oops, self-praise xP The most funny was I got Josh's gift! And it was a star lantern............................. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. In conclusion to this random list, I am soo looking forward to Christmas!! Woots! My brother has just arrived today. It has been a month since we last saw him. Can't wait to spend time with him (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Off to meet Dorothy in town now to do a bit more of Christmas shopping and help her to choose a fabulous Ed Hardy shirt!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-1710852900020826927?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1710852900020826927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=1710852900020826927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1710852900020826927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1710852900020826927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/12/random-list-of-occurances.html' title='A Random List of Occurances'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-3337249329354075756</id><published>2009-12-01T16:23:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:53:59.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh gosh, it just hit me when I entered into my office that it is 1 Dec! It is officially the last month of 2009. November just seem to drift by like it has never even existed. Then again, I just feel that everything in my life is in fast forward mode ever since my exams ended. I guess it is due to the mundanity of going to work and doing things which I do not enjoy. It has been a great job while I was studying and I really do thank God for this opportunity and having such a flexible and understanding boss. But the jobscope is really not challenging and not of my interests. Now that I have had enough rest and play-time since the end of my semester, I am beginning to feel unproductive and unfruitful. I actually want to start writing essays and conduct research in the library o.O The workaholic in me is bursting in agony! I also feel that my brain seems to be melting away... Or what's left of it. Laughs... Oh well, I'm just going to endure and perservere on. I'm sure that there is a purpose for me in this company, and hope that I'll have more breakthroughs in it and receive a pay increment (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still pondering on the fact that there is only 30 and a half-day left to 2010, it just gets me thinking on my achievements and the goals that I set in the beginning of the year. There are still a few stuff that I haven't fulfill (yet, hopefully) but one thing which I am proud of is how much God has been evident in my life, how much my love for Him has grown and how much I have done for Him. I have grown a lot closer to my members, something which, looking back with a smirk on my face, was such an impossible struggle for me. But now, they are the people whom I look forward to weekly, people whom I can depend on; especially Rouxin. She has always been there for me throughout the year, imparting me and though some discipleship was hard (particularly on leading Praise =P), I know that it is out of the love she has for me for putting in so much effort. Indeed, she has been one of my blessings in 2009. Nonetheless, I have so, so, so much more to learn from her, especially in this trying time for W480. But fear not, we are people of faith and I am sure that the vision for W480 will come to pass, with the amount of prayers and fasts we have put. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For the rest of the year, I will definitely step up in my ministry, focus on growth, to go to work with a positive attitude and continue to pray for a breakthrough for my eczema, which I confess WILL heal by the second week of Dec 09 ((: It is one of my many dreams which I have written on my offering envelope during last week's impactful service led by Pastor Kong. I gave my biggest offering yet and I believe that it will release miracles and my Jehovah Rapha will grant me my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Choir audition is tonight!! I finally gathered up the courage to go for it as I should serve more. May God's annointing be upon me... It will be another awesome ministry to be in (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/3985544278633040487-3337249329354075756?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3337249329354075756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3337249329354075756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3337249329354075756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3337249329354075756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-gosh-it-just-hit-me-when-i-entered.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-2044173770993215438</id><published>2009-10-23T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:02:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Pa's birthday today! He turns 57 this year... Hopefully he'll be wiser with age. Hahas. He has been improving and th changes in him are visible (after YEARS of prayer). Bought him a pair of shades and he really liked it and PTL, it suited him! It feels great to have the income so that I'm able to bless others, especially my parents (: It felt even more amazing when I gave my biggest amount of tithe this month and my offerings have increased! Can't wait to fulfill my building fund too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to look forward to is my brother, who is finally coming back after what feels like ages~ It has been about two and a half months since he came back. Can't wait to catch up with him! And maybe have a movie with him. He's always my ultimate movie-buff-buddy (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will have a good weekend with my family to anticipate. But it really saddens me that I can't attend cgm tonight ): Can't wait to spend more time with my cell soon after this agonising semester is over~! And not to mention the things to do in my connect group. Three more weeks to go! D= Oh man, I really ought to prep for my revisions; but I get so tired and brain-dead after work &gt;&lt; God, strengthen me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit the doctor yesterday as my eczema flare up again due to the weather and shellfish T-T It's really a burden in my life and a suffering since I was... 16? ): However, I STILL have faith in my Jehovah Rapha and like what Pastor preached, there is ALWAYS a light at the end of the tunnel and I WILL walk out of this valley stronger and completely healed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all........ I feel happy..... ^^ God knows why (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-2044173770993215438?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/2044173770993215438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=2044173770993215438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2044173770993215438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2044173770993215438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-pas-birthday-today-he-turns-57-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-1105020891200236007</id><published>2009-10-14T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T12:57:33.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally visited my blog site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened since July. A new semester, a new job and growth in my spiritual life. Now in October, my semester is ending soon and I am confirmed as a staff with my company. Looking back, I did well for this semester and learnt alot in my workplace. But... It was such a struggle... Juggling work and school... I am so tired... I am now so worried about my assignments which are due extremely soon... My exams in November... As for work, I need more breakthroughs; I want to do beyond what I'm doing now. Spiritual life... I think I can do better... I can just hear Holy Spirit speaking to me about making more sacrifices. I used to be excited for morning prayer meetings, but now, yes, I am still very much excited but my flesh just cave in. Had to work for 12 hours for the past four days for my company's event. Now, I just feel so drained. I want to be swept away by God's presence again; I want that fresh touch; I desperately need God... I miss my cell group. Just when I'm given more opportunities to serve, my classes are in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just FOUR more weeks... Four more weeks and it's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, one more trouble is on my mind... Insecurity begone~! And am I able to fulfill my 2009 resolutions....? =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-1105020891200236007?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1105020891200236007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=1105020891200236007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1105020891200236007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1105020891200236007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-finally-visited-my-blog-site.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-830262306850142985</id><published>2009-07-08T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:42:05.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it's been more than a month since I last blogged!! June was a pretty hectic month for me with my exams going on. Thank God that it went smoothly and I was able to answer the questions. The results will be released on 17th July, so I'm hoping for the best and trusting in God. I'm having hols now and rotting at home! I feel so unproductive most of the time! Well, it'll be ending soon anyway as the new semester begins on 20th July, which is in a couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously many things have happened for the past month; the good, the bad and the exciting. I am just extremely glad to see that my cell group has been in good progress! And in some ways there is growth and I can see that we are more bonded (: Plus, I am just overjoyed that Simin has rededicated her life back to Christ and has been attending service and even our prayer meeting despite her busy schedule. I'm just continuing to pray that she will feel so belonged to 480 and part of our family. This Saturday, Jaya is coming for service too!! Yayness! =D Furthermore, I feel so proud that Jianchao and Sam brought friends to the badminton tournament past Sunday, and Angela's friend, Heidi was really open and fun to talk to. Let's just continue to pray for a mightier harvest and that our vision shall come to pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... Oh yes, dearest Joshua's birthday certainly kept me busy in June. Thank God for increased capacity that in the midst of my revision I was able to plan his 21st birthday bash with Jeremy. Thankfully, Mr. High Expectations enjoyed the party and everything went smoothly! We all had fun and it was nice knowing his friends and people from SOT. Josh was really touched and appreciated Jeremy and I; he even gave me a really cute photo frame which is now proudly displayed in my room. It always feels good to be a blesser and serve others, especially friends whom I treasure. Speaking of which, the next party to help out at is Denise's, which is another opportunity to be a blesser and love people more. I guess all these party planning sets my foundation to be in the PR and events management field in the future! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the bad, despite going through a financial wilderness, I am continuing to believe that I will get out of the valley soon and live in abundance. Something which impacted me through the Songs of Solomon bible study series was loving God and trusting in Him even when we go through trials and wilderness. So yup, I will live by faith, prayer and fasting (something which I ought to improve on! Crucify my flesh!). Thank God that my mum's out of her financial wilderness as she quit her job approximately a month ago. Now she seems happier at her current job. However, I am just rather worried about her health as a few weeks ago the doctor diagnosed that she is showing symptoms of a mild stroke. Her headaches and numbness of her cheek and arm areas are reducing, but yeah, I just have to continue to pray for her healing. Praise God that she's been coming for service for almost two months now and next Friday will be her first cgm!!!! *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the topic of healing, my eczema condition is evidently improving!!!!! All thanks to my ultimate doctor in Heaven - my Jehovah Rapha and of course, my cell group members' prayers (it was one of my prayer request =P)! Indeed, this year WILL be the year that I receive my COMPLETE healing ((: Wahahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... Oh, the session with Rev. Dr. Bernard on leadership last night was extremely impactful and mind-blowing. Certainly God was speaking to the whole church through him. I can't wait for a more awesome service with him this weekend. Alright, with my attempt to meet my goal weight (argh), I'm going off to jog now. Man, I think I have to jog doubly hard to prepare to face all the intake of the calories during tomorrow's steamboat dinner xD I am soo looking forward to finally having dinner with Elyn after what feels like eons!!! Furthermore, we'll be heading back to where 331 had our first CNY steamboat dinner last year!! So nostalgic! Haha. Can't wait for cgm this Friday as well, especially after 6 weeks of BS and prayer meeting. Okay, enough typing, and start jogging!!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-830262306850142985?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/830262306850142985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=830262306850142985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/830262306850142985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/830262306850142985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow-its-been-more-than-month-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-1030558471232729472</id><published>2009-05-28T01:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T01:48:35.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Praise God! I'm healed! Pain, fever and diarrhea are now left behind! Now it is time to get back to work; to begin my revision and mugging; to focus and put faith into works; time to be urgent in building His kingdom and the lives of His people. Tuesday night's rendezvous was quite a wake up call, but changes are always good and we are all believing and running with Rou's vision! Facing changes, I need to stretch myself even further and increase my capacity. If it is not out of love, what other reasons are there...? Need to be a more effective love channel; to love and to care. Ultimately, it all boils down to basics. We can overcome this! Not to be a sack of potatoes but a flock of geese (Haha! Dearest Rouxin's analogy is so adorable ^^) It is time to put on the armour and implement PFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be very strong and courageous, for I am with you wherever you go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-1030558471232729472?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1030558471232729472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=1030558471232729472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1030558471232729472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1030558471232729472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/05/praise-god-im-healed-pain-fever-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-1979236571947548940</id><published>2009-05-26T13:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:59:01.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recuperation...</title><content type='html'>It has been five days since my surgery... Been rotting at home and doing absolutely nothing! Had such a boring Sunday ): I was cooped up at home instead of joining the 480-ians for pool. Whine whine... Though thank God that my recovery has been speedy; I'm able to talk more, but still can't fully smile nor laugh, which is an agonising struggle for me! The painkiller is making me groggy and my stomach feeling a little funny &gt;&lt; I hate it when my body doesn't allow me to do more fruitful things. I have so many things to do! For one thing, I HAVE TO and MUST begin my revision as well as my final Journ assignment... I'm starting to feel on th edge about my upcoming exams now =S Ahh... I can't think much and I'm feeling a little feverish now =| God, let there not be any infection; make me well! I'm praying that I'll be much, much better so I can have fun with my spiritual family tonight! Mien's suggesting that we head down to Holland Village! Ramen~~ At least I can have that! Hahas. Yeah, the texture of my food is getting more solid. But still... I miss chocolate T-T And you know what I truly, truly miss the most? This surprises me as well... I miss praying! Especially in the Spirit! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confess that I WILL RECOVER by tonight!!!! D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random thought which came into my mind... Should I go back to dance? =\ With all the commitments and rehersals... Will I be able to juggle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another random topic: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy Meets Girl&lt;/span&gt; by Joshua Harris is a totally awesome book! I'm so blessed by the book and am glad that I bought it. It has completely altered my perception on the issue of relationship. One particular thing which impacted me the most was it is not about "this is the man that I want, but rather a man whom I can follow." Deepness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-1979236571947548940?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1979236571947548940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=1979236571947548940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1979236571947548940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1979236571947548940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/05/recuperation.html' title='Recuperation...'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-1668068364673461280</id><published>2009-05-22T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:04:09.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Instead of being at Riverwalk right now, here I am, immersing myself in the virtual cyberspace. Man, I don't like to miss cgms ): Sadly, though my spirit is willing, my flesh is weak ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my wisdom teeth surgery this morning. Gosh, it was agonising! It didn't hurt actually, I'm not in pain either (thank God for my high threshold for pain), it's just that it is so, so uncomfortable; I can still taste a little blood, I'm swollen like a pumpkin, I can hardly talk and I can't have any solid food. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step during the surgery was to of course to numb my mouth via aneasthesia. Geez, there were so many number jabs!!! Like four or five I think. And one particularly "struck" my nerve and that was absolutely unpleasant &gt;&lt; So a few minutes later, after the aneasthesia kicks in, she then extracted my top tooth. While she was using the forceps and applying force, I was seriously calling out to Jesus repeatedly xD The top one came out easily but the worst part was when she moved on to the bottom one which was verging on decay. It took her nearly an hour O.O My jaw hurt when she was using her might and strenght to pull it out. It wasn't good news as according to the dentist, my roots were attached to my bone. Yikes. Throughout the whole time, I kept praying like mad! I knew God was with me throughout the whole surgery (: I was so relieved when she finally stiched up the wound. It was my first stichting ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking to myself, if I can survive this, bring on the braces! Lols. Or will this be the beginning of my painful journey... Ahh... So daunting. But honestly, this is not that bad and quite painless even when the aneasthesia wore off. However... I want to eat!!!! I only had like a bowl of cold porridge today =.= Anyway, another thing which struck me was that my friends did care and texted me (: Want to thank all of them for their prayers too (: Well, I'm continuing to pray that the swell will subside so I'm able to go to service tomorrow. Lay hands~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-1668068364673461280?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1668068364673461280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=1668068364673461280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1668068364673461280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1668068364673461280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/05/instead-of-being-at-riverwalk-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6202066909471970623</id><published>2009-05-16T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T01:28:27.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indescribable</title><content type='html'>Just a quick one to show how God never fails to amaze me more... ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my very, very first time giving bible study!!! =O And my dear guinea pig was Melissa!! Hahahas. She's a sweet gal ^^ We managed to get a quiet spot at Long John's located at Central, and it struck me that just approximately a year ago, that was the exact same location which I received bible study! Wow... It just amazes me at how much God has use me and how much Holy Spirit has helped me to grow. Indeed, I feel so honoured to serve Him and His people (: So initially I was extremely nervous! I could feel that my heart was pounding and my voice was quite shaky. It's not Mel who made me nervy, it's just me and my sometimes-perfectionist-inner-me. Hahas. Always wants everything to be smooth and perfect. Nevertheless, as I prayed for wisdom and my desire to impart, everything just flows =D It definitely wasn't me; it was totally Him in and through me (: So yeah, it was such a frutiful time... Thank God that His presence was felt and that I managed to impart with examples of how God changed me and my experiences. Additionally, without a teacher's guide, I used those extra verses and notes which I jotted down to teach further. Yay, being hardworking last year did pays off =PP Muahas. But truly, I can't emphasise enough that it wasn't my own ability but His (: Also thankful that I have more opportunity to bond with Mel more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, it was cell group meeting! Something which I look forward to weekly (: I was extremely impacted. The sermon was in conjunction to my desire for healing of my long-suffering of my eczema. Man, I cried like a baby!! I did not cry like this for a super long time! I couldn't help it; when I feel God's presence, I cry xD Plus, with His overwhelming, tangible presence, I cried buckets! Uber thin-skin to God (Josh, I'm thin-skinned to all men too kay, not just certain men!! *humph* Lols =P). Then all the members prayed for my healing as well as for Josh's long-suffering back and neck problems. As they laid their hands upon me, I immediately felt the power of the Spirit and broke into tears again (geez.. haha). Yeah, I believe that this year will be THE year which I will finally say a big GOODBYE to evil-eczema, and hello pretty skirts and shorts. Amen and Hallelujah!!! =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is God's divine will that I will be in good health so to be a more efficient vessel for Him (((: In Jesus's name! ^^ I LOVE YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6202066909471970623?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6202066909471970623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6202066909471970623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6202066909471970623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6202066909471970623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/05/indescribable.html' title='Indescribable'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6101588996131111035</id><published>2009-05-12T23:29:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:57:18.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posts Within a Post</title><content type='html'>Man... Time flies... It is about five more weeks to my exams,  and then it is the end of this semester. I've got to say that this semester has not been a very smooth one; went through a few number of valleys. But I'm sure that from now till my exams, there will no longer be a valley; indeed, I will be out of it and I will succeed in my papers! ((: I will continue to believe in His promises. Greater is He that is in me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, just a few seconds ago as I confessed the above statement, I checked my email and guess what, I scored a Distinction for my Media Law assignment!!! Wow!!! Praise God! I have been waiting for a good testimony to share, and yay, I've gotten one for this week! He indeed answers our prayers ^^ I feel so uplifted and encouraged now. All glory to Him =D Speaking of prayers, Dr. Cho's book entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Praying with Jesus &lt;/span&gt;is simply awesome! Received sooo many revelations about Him and learned a lot about prayer life and praying effectively. A great and awe-inspiring book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I've got to persevere on in my studies and strive to be a good finisher of excellence (: Fighting Sarah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have some memories to journal about, along with photos! Finally, photos are filled here. Hahas. Haven't been cam-whoring recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmdgrJM1iI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mU5awtCZD9M/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmdgrJM1iI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mU5awtCZD9M/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334968418259752482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My broher finally uploaded the photos we took at our KL trip in April. So yup, the one in pink is my Uncle Leo (: He was one of the most fun uncle whom I remembered most when I was in Penang as a toddler. Next to me is an uber mischievous cousin of mine. So cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmeDB_ZO2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/35q7LN3eEMg/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmeDB_ZO2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/35q7LN3eEMg/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334969008508189538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The one in white is Uncle Peter and his daughter, Ashley. That was the first time I met her! She's cute, only 11. Then I had a realisation... I'm exactly 10 years older... O.O *yikes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/Sgmd5p-m1oI/AAAAAAAAA0o/MMdXe2qpNac/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/Sgmd5p-m1oI/AAAAAAAAA0o/MMdXe2qpNac/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334968847443613314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Carlos-es! Wahaha ^^ I've got to say the resemblances are rather obvious xD Aye, did not have a shot just me with Anastasia ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another memorable thing occured on May Day aka Labour Day. Grace, my cell member, Grace, who is from Korea, invited her to her house for an authentic Korean feast! Her house was lovely, had a very warm and homey feeling to it. The food was heavenly!! I can't believe she cooked them! They were so so so good. We were like all chewing while sniffing away due to the spiciness. The higlight for me was the Spicy Ricecakes =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmgCRYztWI/AAAAAAAAA04/NYZkJSp8nyg/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmgCRYztWI/AAAAAAAAA04/NYZkJSp8nyg/s400/DSC00134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334971194484700514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was super shiok~ On top of this, there were also Kimchi soup (delightful), Stir-fry Glass noodles (causes salivation just by the looks of it), beef and authentic Korean rice! The food made my day xD Felt so touched that she cooked for us. So motherly of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to Korean food, I had an extremely delicious Japanese dessert with Dor and Ting at a cafe called Ministry of Food located at the newly renovated Sembawang Shopping Centre. It was soooo [orgasmically xP] good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmiM2cFA1I/AAAAAAAAA1A/lX320jP76oY/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmiM2cFA1I/AAAAAAAAA1A/lX320jP76oY/s400/DSC00139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334973575252476754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To end this post, let me qrite about Mother's Day (: This year's annual event is more meaningful because my lovely mom went to service with me! It was her fifth service; additionally, she has been really automatic about coming for service (: Every mom received a $10 Attributes voucher, so I bought a book for her, entitled "I Dare You" by Joyce Meyer. Since the voucher can only be used with a spending of $30, I bought another book for myself. I hope that I can learn more through the book. After service, had dinner at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Billy Bomber's &lt;/span&gt;with my mom. The food was actually good; beyond what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmnteA3e6I/AAAAAAAAA1I/SBT9ob5s5UY/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmnteA3e6I/AAAAAAAAA1I/SBT9ob5s5UY/s400/DSC00141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334979633189714850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ignite that passion in your life mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmoSm9M71I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Xtxh3Nv8uHg/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmoSm9M71I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Xtxh3Nv8uHg/s400/DSC00145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334980271245422418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Really pray that this year will be the greatest year yet for my mom especially in her walk with God. Furthermore, just want to thank God for a wonderful mommy and that our mother-daughter relationship will improve everyday. Nonetheless, I LOVE MY MOM =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6101588996131111035?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6101588996131111035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6101588996131111035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6101588996131111035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6101588996131111035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/05/posts-within-post.html' title='Posts Within a Post'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SgmdgrJM1iI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mU5awtCZD9M/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-7511196945283027669</id><published>2009-04-22T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:39:11.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Will I Ever Learn...</title><content type='html'>As the title of this post suggests, yes, I just ask myself that question yesterday. Well, I have finally completed my essay which is an assessment of Authorship and Writing. The module is notoriously known as a killer module, and I've got to admit that it definitely, unquestionably, without a doubt (too much use of synonyms?) is a KILLER! I have to confess that due to my procrastination, it led me to that question in the title. Again, a late submission... AGAIN! Sarah, Sarah, when will you ever learn? Well, i just have to receive the penalty then, which is being increased to a deduction of 5% T-T It is a consequence which I have to accept because of my actions ): It's too late for regrets now; as the saying goes, 'no point crying over spilled milk'. Though I can just kick myself in the a**!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened to me over the weekend. I was rather moody, so just laid aside my essay thinking that I can handle it. As it turns out... NO! So yeah, back to my weekend. I had no idea why I was moody; I shouldn't have because service was great, my mom attended it for the second time (an answer to my prayer), my brother was back for the weekend, and we had new friends during cell group meeting. So why? I hate it when my mood precedes me. Perhaps it's just one of those days... Or were my hormones in domination? =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we had new friends, but I have to confess, I have forgotten their names &gt;&lt; (how loving of me). I am just bad in remembering Chinese names... Jian something... =.= Anyways, it wasn't a normal cgm, instead we had potluck and watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverin&lt;/span&gt;! Wahahaha... The power of piracy =P It was hilarious though, as it wasn't completely edited, so we could see the ropes attached to the actors when they had to perform stunts. And some graphics were still in draft form xD But it was interesting to see how the movie is before editing. All hail to professional editing! Hahas. In conjunction with my mood over the weekend, I felt distant and detached from my cell members and I absolutely detest that as being closer to them is one of my desires and prayers! What was wrong with me... God, please give me self-control... Speaking of God, I have that bad feel of monotony in my spiritual life, again... Draw me close to you Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... I shan't dwell in the past nor past mistakes, instead look forward! Postivity, Sarah, and optimism ((: I watched a movie in cable last night with my dad (gasps! he doesn't share much similar taste with me in popular culture), I enjoyed the moment with him and the movie entirely! I fell in love with the music and the plot. It is an Indie-film (in which I am a big fan of, as they are not mainstream, thus not Hollywoodised), set in Ireland. The title is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once&lt;/span&gt;; it is more than a simple boy-meets-girl scenario, the ending is not a happy one (no one died, just that they did not end up together which is appalling as their chemistry is great). It's about a musician so lots of music were involved. Man, the songs are awesome! Those kind of songs along the line of Damien Rice, which I adore! One of the song is "Falling Slowly", and I just can't seem to stop listening to it. The music and lyrics are beautiful ((: Here's the link of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FkFB8f8bzbY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Falling Slowly&lt;br /&gt;Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova&lt;br /&gt;Once OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All the more for that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Words fall through me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And always fool me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I can't react&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And games that never amount&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To more than they're meant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Will play themselves out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've still got time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You'll make it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Falling slowly, eyes that know me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I can't go back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moods that take me and erase me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I'm painted black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You have suffered enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And warred with yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's time that you won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take this sinking boat and point it home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've still got time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Raise your hopeful voice you had a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You've made it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Falling slowly sing your melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-7511196945283027669?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/7511196945283027669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=7511196945283027669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7511196945283027669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7511196945283027669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-will-i-ever-learn.html' title='When Will I Ever Learn...'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6850124130321197039</id><published>2009-04-13T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:39:19.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes! Back to blogging again! Finally. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banyak, banyak happenings (: Can't talk about each of them in detail; just too much to say, or rather, type! *such a hassle* =P So yeah, went to KL last weekend to visit my uncle. Thank God that he's much better now. It was a great time to finally meet my Uncle Peter after 21 years and Uncle Leo for almost 16 o.O They all like went: "Awww Sarah, all grown up! You were a tiny baby in my arms!" Aww... hahas. Reunions are always great. Plus, caught up with my cousins, especially Anastasia. She has grown alot prettier ^^ Also, did some shopping! Wahahaha. A necessary activity for me whenever I'm back to my hometown =P Also, am proud of my brother, he's doing really well in his studies as a steward; he's been scoring A's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was soooo happy that Jenny joined me and my cell for service and fellowship! Hope to integrate her into the cell very soon! Holy Spirit, help! Well, I was quite discouraged at first that I wasn't able to bring friends to this Easter season. But, like what Rouxin said, there's always time and season for everyone to encounter God. I was really blessed by our 30-minute phone call. We chatted many things beyond cg and God and it felt great! Not that I don't like my cg! Haha. Just yeah, I desire to grow my friendship with Rou too, other than serving her (: "Relationship preceeds ministry", something that I keep in mind and strive for. But, amazingly, my mom came to the Saturday service!!! Wow, that made it all worth it! So happy that she took the first step to come. She enjoyed it and felt God again. I pray that she'll continue to come week after week, integrate into a cell group and make friends whom she is able to have fun with! I'm just overjoyed and can't thank God and Holy Spirit enough for answering my prayer. One item that I can tick in my prayer book ((: Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, I got another tuition assignment! Yay! Thank God again! More open heaven and His blessings (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, what else... Oh, leader prayer meeting was awesome! I was trememdously blessed. I felt God so strongly.. Suddenly got reminded of Pastor Phil's words: "when was the last time you got swept away by God's presence?" Yeah, that was the time; and more to come. May it never cease (: So yes, back to Easter, the drama was beyond great! Two-thumbs up indeed! They really outdone themselves! What else... Oh yes, just returned from dinner with W331-ians. It is always very fun when we gather together and share about things. It was great seeing Sam Chew and JH gor after what felt like ages! Miss their humour. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be tedious... I've got two essays to complete... By His grace and strenght! By the way, this is one of the the few songs which has been stuck in my head and something which I've been listening to over and over. One is Love Story by Taylor Swift. It's cute and girly and catchy. Laughs. Another is by Miley Cyrus. I know she is not known for a great singer, but I really like the lyrics of the song; the words are meaningful and expressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can almost see it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That dream I am dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But there's a voice inside my head saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "You'll never reach it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every step I'm taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every move I make feels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lost with no direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My faith is shaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I gotta keep trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Gotta keep my head held high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's the climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The struggles I'm facing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The chances I'm taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes might knock me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But no, I'm not breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I may not know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But these are the moments that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm gonna remember most, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just gotta keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I, I got to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just keep pushing on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's the climb, yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep on moving, keep climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep the faith, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's all about, it's all about the climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6850124130321197039?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6850124130321197039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6850124130321197039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6850124130321197039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6850124130321197039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-back-to-blogging-again-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-3097984789502690628</id><published>2009-03-19T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:16:08.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived!</title><content type='html'>Man... Did not realised that it's been a month since my last post. My blogging frequency has decreased by a mile! Well, here's a post to kick-start the revival of my blog. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely, many things had happened for the past month. The end of my internship (finally!), new semester begins (meaning assignments coming on my way), met a new friend (Jenny!), tutoring a P1 kid (who is absolutely adorable ^^) and many, many events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I will be less busy after my internship ends. Rather, I spent more time surfing the net and updating my blog at the office! =PP So now, I hardly go online, thus update my blog and all. I have to keep it short because today, I just had a paroxysm (learnt a new word =D) of realisation that I have two assignments due very, very soon DD= *in desperate need of God's grace and wisdom &gt;&lt;* So am going to go through my notes (and it's 12am) and plan my essay. Will be a long day tomorrow as I'll will be tutoring in the morning, then head down to my third home, the National Library (oh joy) to research for more materials for my essay (which I aim to complete half of it), then rush down to cgm. Really, really, really am hoping and praying that Jenny will join me for cell tomorrow......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to catch up on tons of wordy readings next week!!! Need to stretch my physical and mental capacity further!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3097984789502690628?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3097984789502690628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3097984789502690628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3097984789502690628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3097984789502690628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/03/revived.html' title='Revived!'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6290468349250035896</id><published>2009-02-24T15:00:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T18:04:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Turns 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, late entry, been busy with work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a very memorable 21st party! All thanks to my family for all the planning, and my lovely friends for attending (: Oh man... 21 &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My mum booked a small chalet at Costa Sands Resort at Pasir Ris. It looked really plain and crampy on the first day, but the next day, when my brother and future sis-in-law decorated the place, it looked lovely and sooo ME! Hahaha. Yeah, I like pink =P However, black AND pink. So yes, that is the theme of moi's party (: Hehes. And I insisted being princessy and got a real tiny tiara hairband. Though was bimbotic but so what, it was my day! =D Ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOd211r7tI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/vHnCWu_FqGE/s1600-h/n1306244826_339919_7505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306258351463329490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOd211r7tI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/vHnCWu_FqGE/s400/n1306244826_339919_7505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, 21!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdlOgoitI/AAAAAAAAA0I/2jpoA3CVkSM/s1600-h/n1306244826_339917_7012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306258048848267986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdlOgoitI/AAAAAAAAA0I/2jpoA3CVkSM/s400/n1306244826_339917_7012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet my dearest party planner! Love you gor and owe you big time. Being in PR/mar comm, I promised him that I'll be his wedding planner. Muaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306258142563491506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdqroFXrI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/VbrRn4Oe6y8/s400/n1306244826_339915_6546.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The set designer! Aww... She gave me a bouqeut! Added to my royal day ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdgAFLUNI/AAAAAAAAA0A/iWpDtdo2kGU/s1600-h/n1306244826_339916_6773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306257959075664082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdgAFLUNI/AAAAAAAAA0A/iWpDtdo2kGU/s400/n1306244826_339916_6773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this pic with my dad (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdPRSjU8I/AAAAAAAAAz4/BIH7R8WBt2I/s1600-h/n1306244826_339933_1015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306257671637390274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdPRSjU8I/AAAAAAAAAz4/BIH7R8WBt2I/s400/n1306244826_339933_1015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On my birthday night, we had a simple but yummy dinner at the Manhattan Fish Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised and extremely touched by Dor and Ting. They actually blessed me with such a big gift! Or rather, gifts. We went shopping a day before my birthday and got me a really, really pretty black dress, earrings from River Island and shoes (yay). Love them!!! The next morning, went to the beach and walked with my grandmother, then had lunch with her. It was nice (: Hardly spend time with her. When I returned, I was stunned at how pretty the place has turned! It was beyond my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdF7d5fxI/AAAAAAAAAzw/tAGZVM8kT9o/s1600-h/n1306244826_339954_468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306257511160577810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdF7d5fxI/AAAAAAAAAzw/tAGZVM8kT9o/s400/n1306244826_339954_468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How pretty is the background?!! Really want to thank my mum for being so generous in throwing me this party at quite a big scale (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdCOSb8uI/AAAAAAAAAzo/S3s72BAYebU/s1600-h/n1306244826_339959_1650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306257447493300962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOdCOSb8uI/AAAAAAAAAzo/S3s72BAYebU/s400/n1306244826_339959_1650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Glad that my grandma enjoyed herself (: I was afraid that she'll be bored. According to many of my friends, she is adorable! Lol. She is, but can get on my nerves... Sometimes =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOc4MCl0xI/AAAAAAAAAzg/n__upU-Pm0Y/s1600-h/n1306244826_340114_9333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306257275091276562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOc4MCl0xI/AAAAAAAAAzg/n__upU-Pm0Y/s400/n1306244826_340114_9333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CHC-ians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOcYSiu0zI/AAAAAAAAAzY/3prNc732ddk/s1600-h/IMG_2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306256727080882994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOcYSiu0zI/AAAAAAAAAzY/3prNc732ddk/s400/IMG_2115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 480 and 452 ^^ Well, not all came down, but was happy to see these people who came all the way down from JW. So touched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOcJETpXPI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/aeBDcREbKyI/s1600-h/IMG_2128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306256465561476338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOcJETpXPI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/aeBDcREbKyI/s400/IMG_2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this pic that Josh took!! SO SO pretty!!! He was pretty much my official photographer and one of the person who help me to contact people (: Big thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOb_JYO5iI/AAAAAAAAAzI/_f8NgQTUsYE/s1600-h/IMG_2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306256295124198946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOb_JYO5iI/AAAAAAAAAzI/_f8NgQTUsYE/s400/IMG_2165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So funny!!! My family got me a Tweety Bird cake!! Oh man..! Hahaha.. Long story of my childhood xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObyxhbsNI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Cyks2Q1QhuU/s1600-h/IMG_2170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306256082561904850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObyxhbsNI/AAAAAAAAAzA/Cyks2Q1QhuU/s400/IMG_2170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE W331!!!!! They gave me the gorgeous ZARA jacket which I had my eyes on. Yes, I screamed like an insane person. But come on, ZARA!!! xD I did not expect it AT ALL. I LOVE THEM TONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOblwBsV-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/wg2R8q7vsoQ/s1600-h/n1306244826_340093_2606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306255858822043618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOblwBsV-I/AAAAAAAAAy4/wg2R8q7vsoQ/s400/n1306244826_340093_2606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Received a sexy tube dress from 480!! It has Maple written all over it xD But, me like! But... Whoah.. I haven't try it on yet, but it looks... Tight =&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObeyTC1BI/AAAAAAAAAyw/jCdtwgFXJU0/s1600-h/n1306244826_340094_2915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306255739172606994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObeyTC1BI/AAAAAAAAAyw/jCdtwgFXJU0/s400/n1306244826_340094_2915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rouxin, PB, Fuzhi, Cindy and a few others got me a very awesome bag from Topshop!! Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObY6yXttI/AAAAAAAAAyo/1oQw5_TOVlA/s1600-h/n1306244826_340103_5773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306255638372267730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObY6yXttI/AAAAAAAAAyo/1oQw5_TOVlA/s400/n1306244826_340103_5773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CLASS 5-3!!! The memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObVpNdYAI/AAAAAAAAAyg/WzirVbtpIeY/s1600-h/n1306244826_340104_6104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306255582114439170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObVpNdYAI/AAAAAAAAAyg/WzirVbtpIeY/s400/n1306244826_340104_6104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha. WRS! And they are all CHC-ians too! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObSNHnNDI/AAAAAAAAAyY/70ycXMTsIpE/s1600-h/n1306244826_340105_6420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306255523034117170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObSNHnNDI/AAAAAAAAAyY/70ycXMTsIpE/s400/n1306244826_340105_6420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh brought along his Wii set, and guess what, my mum liked it!! She is now so tempted to buy!!! I hope she caves in to the temptation =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObN3Qrf6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/leLvFMdpbSA/s1600-h/n1306244826_340109_7717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306255448447090594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObN3Qrf6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/leLvFMdpbSA/s400/n1306244826_340109_7717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Party scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObLC5LNZI/AAAAAAAAAyI/a8k5cz8_3QA/s1600-h/n1306244826_340119_1076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306255400030123410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaObLC5LNZI/AAAAAAAAAyI/a8k5cz8_3QA/s400/n1306244826_340119_1076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aiyo, more Wii-ing! Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After showering and cleaning up, few of us headed down to the beach. It was lovely! I love the beach at night; stargazed, listened to the soothing waves and seeing the tide slowly coming in. Just admiring God's wonderful creation ((: Of course, we had fun nonsense-ing around and just chat randomly. The next day, rushed down for service to Expo, and PTL, Jing Ying came to service with us and she said the sinner's prayer!!!! A great birthday gift to me (: I'm gonna continue to keep her in prayer. After service, fellowshipped with Cindy, Tong, Ying and Joel at Bedok. The food was goooood. Then, hanged out with Ying till about 4.30pm. Had lots of fun with her. She's just uber humourous. Love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had an unforgettable birthday... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly feel Your peace; no hesitation in surrendering at all. Am amazed and impressed at myself. Perhaps this is what living in complete faith feels like. Thank You for being my source of peace, for taking my burdens and for Your love for the past 21 years. The next 70 years, my life is Yours; trusting You wholly. At least the next five years, I believe, migthy and great things will come; Your promise and vision for me will come to pass and I will do great things for You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6290468349250035896?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6290468349250035896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6290468349250035896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6290468349250035896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6290468349250035896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/02/princess-turns-21.html' title='Princess Turns 21'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SaOd211r7tI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/vHnCWu_FqGE/s72-c/n1306244826_339919_7505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-929029930050891671</id><published>2009-02-19T11:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:02:12.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Miaculously, my company's network did not deny me from uploading the photos; usually it does. So yay, with access free time on my hands, I can blog about the fun things last week (: Firstly, went to MIND Cafe with my lovely budds from my school to have a farewell thing for Ana, plus celebrate Ponco's 21st. It was nice to see people I haven't seen for quite some time, though not everyone could make it, and Hammond had to leave really early. Still, we had a blast =D I couldn't believe that some of them never played Taboo before O.o They got addicted to it later xD I have to say, we rocked at it xPP A bunch of Commies playing word-related games.. Muahah. But, the way Ponco played was super funny! He even used bahasa xD Lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzSMN-UokI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mtaALMhoytk/s1600-h/n1306244826_331537_3134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304345568486924866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzSMN-UokI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mtaALMhoytk/s400/n1306244826_331537_3134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzSHFDoj9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/wgTchBvzZBs/s1600-h/n1306244826_331539_3712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304345480193937362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzSHFDoj9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/wgTchBvzZBs/s400/n1306244826_331539_3712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 21!! Man, his mom's present to him is a vacation to New Zealand = *stunned* My goodness! That's a beyond awesome gift! He's there now.. Enjoying *envious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzSDIvKITI/AAAAAAAAAxo/4IVOworLXkE/s1600-h/n1306244826_331546_5787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304345412462321970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzSDIvKITI/AAAAAAAAAxo/4IVOworLXkE/s400/n1306244826_331546_5787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at our cluttered table xD What civilised people! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzR8oyqU4I/AAAAAAAAAxg/2Pf2spXCFSA/s1600-h/n1306244826_331547_6096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304345300807865218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzR8oyqU4I/AAAAAAAAAxg/2Pf2spXCFSA/s400/n1306244826_331547_6096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at the card for Ana =D I'm so glad that I managed to scrap through and did it quite well =D Hehes, you know, my "arty-crafty" skill isn't one of my best attritbutes. Aww... I miss her already ): I hope she's fine there and not too lost or overwhelm by any culture-shcok... So sad that I couldn't send her off ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRz1djl7I/AAAAAAAAAxY/qNd7ZUQ2OoI/s1600-h/n1306244826_331620_1521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304345149590181810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRz1djl7I/AAAAAAAAAxY/qNd7ZUQ2OoI/s400/n1306244826_331620_1521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The annual Valentine's Day!! Another great sermon by Pastor. Looking forward to know points 4 and 5. Wahah! Yayie, we all got a flower (: A real nice gesture from Benny. I played a part too. I gave everyone chocolates! Haha.. Well, let me confess and believe that this is my last Valentine of being single! Or, second last. HAHA. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304349885047948754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzWHeaqxdI/AAAAAAAAAyA/lUjVBbVK-Uc/s400/n1306244826_331623_2318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gave Rou a heart-shaped lolli; shows my much appreciate lurve to her ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRwPh0ZuI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/WAqkaRy-jwg/s1600-h/n1306244826_331624_2617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304345087867905762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRwPh0ZuI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/WAqkaRy-jwg/s400/n1306244826_331624_2617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SAMMY! Yeah, back finally! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRs7iaLOI/AAAAAAAAAxI/UEQjI0mwBlk/s1600-h/n1306244826_331621_1794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304345030962064610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRs7iaLOI/AAAAAAAAAxI/UEQjI0mwBlk/s400/n1306244826_331621_1794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss this sexy kitten here &gt;&lt; Hahaha.. Yeah, Chris lookin' hot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRlbWcSzI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1lj05kdB3oY/s1600-h/n1306244826_331629_7681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304344902062852914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRlbWcSzI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1lj05kdB3oY/s400/n1306244826_331629_7681.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had a short fellowship with these lovelies here. Though I wished it was longer and that more people were there ): Okay we'll make it a point to crash to Elyn's place asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRi_BgJXI/AAAAAAAAAw4/E4dUXAuA7Es/s1600-h/n1306244826_331631_8349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304344860099093874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzRi_BgJXI/AAAAAAAAAw4/E4dUXAuA7Es/s400/n1306244826_331631_8349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then watched Valkyrie with Sammy. A remarkable movie! It has so much depth to it, plus based on a true story. And I always have a thing for history; it really intrigues me. Tom Cruise outdone himself. Great for him, as he has been doing mindless movies which don't showcase his acting skills. Haha, I like the word "Singapore" in the background, what a nice touch and how appropriate! Hahahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Am still waiting for Cindy to upload the photos we took after CGM... Hehehe... Yeah, such coincidence that her birthday falls a day before mine!! Awesome! So yesterday, she invited many of us plus the leaders for a dinner at Ma Maison, Central. Its ambience is really, really romantic and cosy. A great place for a date! Haha. We had a blast last night, and Dy Highness looked so sweet and royalty ^^ Funnily, we have the same concept in our parties! Wahah! Great minds think alike =PP Yeah, can't emphasise how much fun we had laughing, I think we literally brought the restaurant down with thunderously loud laughter xD Chris and Josh missed out so much )): Anyways will upload the photos soon and talk more! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-929029930050891671?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/929029930050891671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=929029930050891671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/929029930050891671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/929029930050891671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/02/miaculously-my-companys-network-did-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SZzSMN-UokI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mtaALMhoytk/s72-c/n1306244826_331537_3134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-3870939059697764348</id><published>2009-02-16T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:14:40.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Realised that it's been nearly two weeks since my last post. Well, been packed with many, many things. Hardly get any rest, but I feel that I've been fruitful (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really want to thank God for this internship with SAFRA. Yes, though sometimes I dread working, as being a student totally rocks more (haha), but it is an opportunity which many of my classmates long for. And I am extremely thankful for this. I received so many open doors and tasks which I am able to use the talents that God has given to; they definately have added value into my portfolio, which was pretty non-existent. Yeah, with these experiences I have on my belt, I can have greater influence in the marketplace and be more blessed financially! In turn, I can bless others more and increase my giving capacity to Heavenly Dad! Man, a year more and work will be permanent, and I'll be a full-fleged working adult =\ My parents expect me to find a stable job once I graduate, however, I really, really, REALLY hope that by God's grace I can enter SOT in 2010... I truly desire that the vision I had will come to pass. If finances doesn't allow, I have to wait till 2011 then. But, by faith... *nod* Can't believe that my internship is ending in two-weeks time, and I'll be TWENTY-ONE this Friday!!!!!! *giant gasp* Wow... the big two-one. A year older means a level up in wisdom and a new chapter of my life.... ((: Wonder what God has in store for me, but, I believe there is more and they will be greater, plus, I can be mightier for Him! (((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many wonderful things have happened for the past couple of weeks, all thanks to God for His blessings, His love and His assurance. Firstly, I am SOOO happy and proud that I've attended four sessions of prayer meetings!!! *applause* It is a breakthrough for me, because I used to only attend three or less sessions, and yeah, that week was great. Felt God totally, receieved revelations upon revelations, soaked myself in His love, communed with the Holy Spirit, built up my inner Spirit-man. For the past week, I had to reach office earlier (make that "earliest") and complete my work with such speed and accuracy in order for me to leave work at 5.30pm to catch the bus to Riverwalk. Seriously, my office is so annoyingly ulu! Very inconvenient as the bus takes ages to come ): *breathe... two more weeks* Hahas. But yeah, how I wish there can be prayer meetings everyday (: Received a confirmation on the vision I had from God on Tuesday's leaders meeting, and tears just began to pour. One of Pastor Kong's favourite phrase was from the movie, Spiderman - "with power comes great responsibility". Cheesy, I know xD But, it is true. And I totally agree... Sometimes, the responsibility can feel so heavy and burdened. Also, received some harsh discipling on one of the days. Yes, I admit I was troubled and affected by it, still, I know it was purely out of love and expectations on me. Regardless, I shall fight on and continue to serve Him (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, SAMMY IS FINALLY, FINALLY BACK HOME!!! *thunderous cheer* Disappointly, yet as expected, my parents disallowed me from going to pick him up at the airport, as it was too late. Anyways, called him and it was awesome to hear his voice. Hours later, we met up after morning prayer meeting (again, proud of myself that I woke up, though I was late &gt;&lt; still, I would have kicked myself if I miss that session, because Ps. Meng actually ministered to the congregation, and man, Holy Spirit's power was overwhelming). For a minute, I couldn't spot him in the auditorium, and once I did, just ciong-ed to him and gave him a big, giant, warm, full-of-love hug! Along with seeing his horrendous hair D: Man, it was BAD! Looked like a bowl xPP Glad that he cut it in the daytime before meeting the rest of his new cell members. I mean, his image would have been tarnished xD Lol.  Yeah, he finally met Cindy in person, plus some others and fellowshipped over breakfast at Second Best. Yes, yes, I acted like a spoilt brat and wanted an atas breakfast at Mac. Aww.. I was so pampered. He treated me! Then fellowshipped till rather late and yeah, I dragged myself unwillingly to work afterwhich. I soo wanted to talk to him for hours and hours. But, there is always the next day (which, he was late, and we did not lunch together, and he had a cheeseburger on the bus on our way to church. Tsk tsk, he's loading himself up with fastfood). So yes, saw him on Sat in church, and felt... Weird! Haha.. It's been six months. But, Sunday's outing with half of W331-ians were whole lot of fun! Though all of them had plans and had to cut short the fellowship, it meant we could have our first movie together! Wahaha. Like we said, first of many to come. Akan datang! Hahahas. Suddenly got reminded by that funny moment when we bumped into Tong. Man... Embarrasing moment... Lol. Oh yeah, saw JH gor gor, wow, he was wearing a Ralph Lauren shirt. Waahhh... Uber atas xDD Everyone has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have tons and tons to talk about!!!! So much to add on to my fellowship with Sammy; Ana's farewell party cum Ponco's 21st celebration at MIND cafe; Valentine's; my cell pre-celebrating my 21st... Plus, all the photos we took. Alright, I shall stop slacking here and get back to work &gt;&lt; Tonight, I shall upload all the pretty photos and talk more... That is, if I'm not too tired. But, I'm excited about our second official connect-group outing later! Yes, at MIND (you must be thinking I am crazy), but the rest, apart from Rou never been there. So yeah, will have fun later =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3870939059697764348?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3870939059697764348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3870939059697764348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3870939059697764348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3870939059697764348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/02/realised-that-its-been-nearly-two-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-887194331823704799</id><published>2009-02-02T00:33:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:31:55.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Had a great weekend of fun with my family and W480. On 31st Jan, it was my grandmother's 68th birthday! Two more years and it's time to make it a grand celebration for her (: Well, this year, as always, it was a simple one like she requested. But an occasion like such calls for good food which satisfy my tummy. So rushed down after an awesome service by Pastor Kong and  joined my family. We went to a Thai-Chinese seafood place at Yishun. Nice and sinful, as always.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXRSrhtiDI/AAAAAAAAAww/JYVxz2TU05o/s1600-h/n1306244826_307690_8305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297870655523227698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXRSrhtiDI/AAAAAAAAAww/JYVxz2TU05o/s400/n1306244826_307690_8305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "We are ageing! ARGH!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXQy57CXuI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yGnaBJJjWLg/s1600-h/DSCF1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297870109631733474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXQy57CXuI/AAAAAAAAAwo/yGnaBJJjWLg/s400/DSCF1319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Sunday, Rou planned a different cgm which is more fun and bonded us. She booked a treehouse-hut kind of thing at the Civil Service Clubhouse at Bukit Batok. I like the place alot! We were like surrounded by nature and God's beautiful creation. We 'laoed' Yushen, and it was the same Yushen that I had from Sakae Sushi. One blunder we made was sooo funny. We all commented with disappointment that it was too dry. After we are done, I helped to clear, then, lo and behold, I found the source of what caused the dryness of the yushen. There was another container of sauce!! Instead of two, we only poured one! Lol!!! A bunch of blur people xDD Besides Yushen, everyone played their part and brought food. Was so glad that Angela's friend, Mike joined us. He has become so open to church and has been very regular! Praise God for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXP6jfYiWI/AAAAAAAAAwg/1IZUf7lrhMw/s1600-h/n1306244826_307760_1349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297869141537491298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXP6jfYiWI/AAAAAAAAAwg/1IZUf7lrhMw/s400/n1306244826_307760_1349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Preping the Yushen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXP3HFqmYI/AAAAAAAAAwY/6L7Yq6etm30/s1600-h/n1306244826_307763_2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297869082373822850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXP3HFqmYI/AAAAAAAAAwY/6L7Yq6etm30/s400/n1306244826_307763_2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More preping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXPznF21nI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/6cK7Lex6T3w/s1600-h/n1306244826_307772_4209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297869022245082738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXPznF21nI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/6cK7Lex6T3w/s400/n1306244826_307772_4209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, huat ah!! Big money, big money xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXPfG2BJlI/AAAAAAAAAwI/pdCQJ_GaM9w/s1600-h/n1306244826_307773_4516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297868669991331410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXPfG2BJlI/AAAAAAAAAwI/pdCQJ_GaM9w/s400/n1306244826_307773_4516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was fun celebrating with my still rather new cell. It is events like this that we can get to know each other more and grow closer. All thanks to Rou!! ((: After eating, we headed down to the bowling alley, and we saw three monitor screens with "RESERVED EMMA" and we laughed our heads off!!! Yes, Emma refers to Rouxin!! Lol. Sounded so bimbotic xDD We are a bunch a easily-amused people xD Hey, like me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXPZOYszBI/AAAAAAAAAwA/RgxfAhJP7CU/s1600-h/n1306244826_307780_6297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297868568936631314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXPZOYszBI/AAAAAAAAAwA/RgxfAhJP7CU/s400/n1306244826_307780_6297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess what?? I had such a breakthrough!!! I actually scored 78 for my first game!!!! I used to score like 41 XD I have come a long way. Whaha! So proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXPL37dNnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/VN1wKvfddLk/s1600-h/DSC09840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297868339570095730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXPL37dNnI/AAAAAAAAAv4/VN1wKvfddLk/s400/DSC09840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, saw this super, duper, uber adorable little boy playing around at the bowling centre. He's so so so cute!!! Angela and I went crazy over how cute he was. His parents were nice too, allowed us to play with him. I couldn't resist but I had to take a photo with him. Angela did too! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXO54paBCI/AAAAAAAAAvw/_ntqJaQd9m8/s1600-h/DSC09841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297868030525178914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXO54paBCI/AAAAAAAAAvw/_ntqJaQd9m8/s400/DSC09841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Angela and Jiancong says he looks like my son!!! O.O Hahaha.. I don't mind my future son looking so cute =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-887194331823704799?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/887194331823704799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=887194331823704799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/887194331823704799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/887194331823704799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/02/had-great-weekend-of-fun-with-my-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYXRSrhtiDI/AAAAAAAAAww/JYVxz2TU05o/s72-c/n1306244826_307690_8305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-5726308921912068331</id><published>2009-01-28T22:05:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:00:08.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2009</title><content type='html'>It is another round of CNY, ushering in the year of the Ox. How time flies... Well, as always, a SOP is to visit my Ah Po's house first. But this year is the first year since her death. So, it wasn't exactly a celebration, meaning no ang baos... Aww... It's an undeniable fact that receiving ang baos is one of the highlight of the festive season =P It is a privilege for us singles. So yes, cam-whored alot, as always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsn94YqvI/AAAAAAAAAvo/j5uMRjsc-mI/s1600-h/n1306244826_302271_6627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296352595669461746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsn94YqvI/AAAAAAAAAvo/j5uMRjsc-mI/s400/n1306244826_302271_6627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a "far-away" picture. Haha. Took it by one of our young cousin. But it manage to show what us, the beauties were wearing =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsjOdhnWI/AAAAAAAAAvg/HwjoVvVyryQ/s1600-h/n1306244826_302272_6886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296352514220858722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsjOdhnWI/AAAAAAAAAvg/HwjoVvVyryQ/s400/n1306244826_302272_6886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My gor gor and Lynn, the cousin whom we are the closest to in the Ow family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBseE5Hd4I/AAAAAAAAAvY/SJO99dFRPFE/s1600-h/n1306244826_302273_7122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296352425752885122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBseE5Hd4I/AAAAAAAAAvY/SJO99dFRPFE/s400/n1306244826_302273_7122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's bubbly, nice and very, very humourous. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsaaQZffI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/l1ylgMWkzLo/s1600-h/n1306244826_302274_7377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296352362768203250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsaaQZffI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/l1ylgMWkzLo/s400/n1306244826_302274_7377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our photographer, Amanda. She was trying on oversized shoes. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsUYVKG6I/AAAAAAAAAvI/mYTC7uZOAoc/s1600-h/n1306244826_302275_7612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296352259172080546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsUYVKG6I/AAAAAAAAAvI/mYTC7uZOAoc/s400/n1306244826_302275_7612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't believe that my gor was emplyoed as an air-steward with Malaysia Airlines. Hahaha. God's grace xP No lar, he's a charmer, just ask my future sister-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsNeq3DoI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pDw96dGR5bc/s1600-h/n1306244826_302277_8140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296352140614635138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsNeq3DoI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pDw96dGR5bc/s400/n1306244826_302277_8140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aww... My favourite photo!! This is Sarah Grace (Wahah, great women with the great name). She's the newest addition to the family, and the youngest of course. So, so, SO adorable. Just want to squeeze her cheeks. You are looking at a future gambling queen. Tsk tsk tsk =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsF4KHWII/AAAAAAAAAu4/PHXd2vxKU3A/s1600-h/n1306244826_302278_8418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296352010017659010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsF4KHWII/AAAAAAAAAu4/PHXd2vxKU3A/s400/n1306244826_302278_8418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, after many, many, many years, the Choo family has pt aside the family feud, and we met up. They are my Grandaunts and Granduncle; and the two young men on the left are apparently my Uncles o.O I know what you must be thinking... Uber young Uncles xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBr_K1vWJI/AAAAAAAAAuw/BgwxkUxquqQ/s1600-h/n1306244826_302280_8959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296351894773389458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBr_K1vWJI/AAAAAAAAAuw/BgwxkUxquqQ/s400/n1306244826_302280_8959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another of my Granduncle and Grandaunt; and yes, the one on the left is Uncle Kevin. Haha. He's got to be my favourite Uncle so far. He's really eloquent, witty, intelligent and funny. He'll be getting married in Jan 2010, yay, more weddings to attend to xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBr7UfZWcI/AAAAAAAAAuo/iCEkxASVRhw/s1600-h/n1306244826_302281_9232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296351828644551106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBr7UfZWcI/AAAAAAAAAuo/iCEkxASVRhw/s400/n1306244826_302281_9232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandaunt Christina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBrz7YspeI/AAAAAAAAAug/3O8Uq-n6FyI/s1600-h/n1306244826_302283_9766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296351701646484962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBrz7YspeI/AAAAAAAAAug/3O8Uq-n6FyI/s400/n1306244826_302283_9766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandaunt Carol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBrrmJbwvI/AAAAAAAAAuY/mr7UH3SlaWM/s1600-h/n1306244826_302284_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296351558506365682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBrrmJbwvI/AAAAAAAAAuY/mr7UH3SlaWM/s400/n1306244826_302284_29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Huat ah!! (Hahaha, learnt it from Sammy and Josh. Lol) I've got to comment, it was the best Yushen I've had so far. Of course, it is rather pricy, as it is from Sakae Sushi. But, it totally is worth the amount we paid for. Very, very yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBrDxeVghI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/DZqOE1oor1w/s1600-h/n1306244826_302285_309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296350874352058898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBrDxeVghI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/DZqOE1oor1w/s400/n1306244826_302285_309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Steamboat ^^ Josh... I left the cover at your place =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBq89c5ROI/AAAAAAAAAuI/L_wVXnHdrwA/s1600-h/n1306244826_302293_2100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296350757308155106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBq89c5ROI/AAAAAAAAAuI/L_wVXnHdrwA/s400/n1306244826_302293_2100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another wonderful thing this CNY was that we got to see the photos of my maternal Great-grandparents. This is my Great-grandfather. Good-looking (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBqkAOHEzI/AAAAAAAAAt4/0F0XH0VXtHk/s1600-h/n1306244826_302294_2354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296350328554722098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBqkAOHEzI/AAAAAAAAAt4/0F0XH0VXtHk/s400/n1306244826_302294_2354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Great-grandma... She was so beautiful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296350464635702066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBqr7KWCzI/AAAAAAAAAuA/YDTnkXlyMU8/s400/n1306244826_302298_3394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thiswas an electrical appliances shop which he owned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296350078817655442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBqVd4J2pI/AAAAAAAAAtg/rSc8qIxlaR8/s400/n1306244826_302297_3132.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Him along with all my Granduncles and aunts. My Grandma is the one at the top left. A pretty young lady (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-5726308921912068331?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5726308921912068331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=5726308921912068331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5726308921912068331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5726308921912068331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/01/cny-2009.html' title='CNY 2009'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SYBsn94YqvI/AAAAAAAAAvo/j5uMRjsc-mI/s72-c/n1306244826_302271_6627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-4755347095362094595</id><published>2009-01-26T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:56:55.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really need to update my blog. Read my fellow bloggers and found out all of them have updated. Well, many many things to talk about... Yet, don't know where to start. So it's the Lunar New Year! Been out visiting relatives... and eating ALOT. Oh no... Eating too much &gt;&lt; I keep feeling the urge to have a healthier lifestlye. I seriously need to add more fruits and veges in my diet, and stick to an exercise regime. My stamina is... o.O Not good. Anyways, will visit my Grandaunt and Granduncles tomorrow, since YEARS! I think I was about nine or ten when they last saw me. So, am looking forward to it (: Though it will mean more food! Control Sarah, control. Will upload the many photos I took and talk more about my CNY and other stuff ((=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-4755347095362094595?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/4755347095362094595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=4755347095362094595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4755347095362094595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4755347095362094595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-really-need-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-8684783999181586673</id><published>2009-01-18T00:50:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T01:39:19.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had dinner with Qianyu, Maple's friend who came for the MyHope Christmas party, along with Sharon, aftrwhich Rouxin joined us after her driving lesson. It was a fun girls' night out. Qianyu's really nice and funny; plus she is open ((: Really glad that she could make it and hope to get to know her more (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIOW8JDPJI/AAAAAAAAArk/L1DARYMKvCI/s1600-h/n1306244826_283570_6241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292308299377753234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIOW8JDPJI/AAAAAAAAArk/L1DARYMKvCI/s400/n1306244826_283570_6241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had Korean food at Food Republic at Wisma *yummy* Especially the spicy beef soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIOH1WRZFI/AAAAAAAAArU/AA8EW7aViKE/s1600-h/n1306244826_283571_6455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292308039856120914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIOH1WRZFI/AAAAAAAAArU/AA8EW7aViKE/s400/n1306244826_283571_6455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting, Qianyu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292308179443617090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIOP9WhjUI/AAAAAAAAArc/O9VB-SqNP7I/s400/n1306244826_283572_6659.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Yay! Was so happy to see Rouxin after her trip to Korea. She shared with us so much about the trip. Sounds so fun! I soo wanna go there next year. Aww... she gave me a book by Dr. Cho. It's entitled "Praying with Jesus". My jaw dropped when I flipped through it; it is about the Lord's Prayer, and every chapter is one segment of the prayer! So simple yet awesome! I'm sure I'll learn alot from it, and it'll be a mind-blowing reading. After that, Rou talked to me and asked me to give BS. O.o Whoah. I did not expect that, because I am only at Victorious Living. But she thinks that I'm able to give GS to Mel. But she wants me to give her a class first. Wow. God's really giving me so much opportunity to serve and disciple through Rouxin. I also shared with her the vision I had last week, and she was really supportive. She actually said that she felt goosebumps while I was sharing. She's really happy for me and encouraged me that she will support me all the way, as well as want to disciple me more to step out in cgms. *take a breather* &lt;strong&gt;God, I am ready. 2009 is ALL for you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIN-6Kjq4I/AAAAAAAAArM/TQz41x78zCg/s1600-h/n1306244826_283573_6862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292307886530341762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIN-6Kjq4I/AAAAAAAAArM/TQz41x78zCg/s400/n1306244826_283573_6862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chilled at Starbucks at Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIN29ef8WI/AAAAAAAAArE/vZHvL2abEdE/s1600-h/n1306244826_283576_7498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292307749980336482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIN29ef8WI/AAAAAAAAArE/vZHvL2abEdE/s400/n1306244826_283576_7498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Muaha. Rou's so evil. She kept commenting that Sharon's fringe was too short. Hahah. Poor girl :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXINv-BaCMI/AAAAAAAAAq8/FNxFdlYVz2s/s1600-h/n1306244826_283579_8134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292307629867665602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXINv-BaCMI/AAAAAAAAAq8/FNxFdlYVz2s/s400/n1306244826_283579_8134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm evil too =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXINrKCYZsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/57dVZf10DAU/s1600-h/n1306244826_283583_9012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292307547193632450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXINrKCYZsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/57dVZf10DAU/s400/n1306244826_283583_9012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXINerg5lrI/AAAAAAAAAqs/-FJ0xqzvEGg/s1600-h/n1306244826_283582_8793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292307332841707186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXINerg5lrI/AAAAAAAAAqs/-FJ0xqzvEGg/s400/n1306244826_283582_8793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy-random shot. Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a great service today. Pastor's Tan's sermon was as always, insightly and impactful. I must say, this afternoon's pre-service prayer meeting was the best I've ever attended. The presence of God was extremely strong. I was very happy for Mel that she responded to Pastor Tan's alter call to pray for the baptism of the Holy Spirit. I dashed towards her and went up with her after encouraging her. Furthermore, I feel touched that she is using the notebook I gave her to jot down sermon notes. Thank God, thank God!! &lt;em&gt;Use me even further Lord&lt;/em&gt;. Mike, Angela's friend, reponded too!! Praise God! =D I'm really happy that he worships with his heart more; I can see that he felt God's presence and love. So wonderful! After dinner with 480, went to JP, and Rou was excited at its amazing transformation. Lol. So funny. She went, "There's Mphosis!!" Hahaha. We then shopped for awhile. Rouxin persuaded me to try on this red tube top. And man, I've got to agree with her, I look good in it! =P It fits me so so well, and its cutting is flaterring. Argh. Felt so tempted to get it! But, building fund &gt;&lt;&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292310716013337954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIQjmz33WI/AAAAAAAAArs/lHD5QyLo160/s400/Photo0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Aiyo, Dor can never smile properly, since EVER. No idea why; she has no clue either xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292311002017423186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIQ0QQj31I/AAAAAAAAAr0/r3S_sTct56A/s400/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Wooohooo... Apple crumble.. Can you see the caramel sizzling. Man, it was gooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292311250643372770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIRCudmyuI/AAAAAAAAAr8/sbpWXLNUKgA/s400/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Dor's best friend. Wahahaha. I felt uber stuffed after that. Not to mention guilty. So much for aiming for my dream weight this year. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8684783999181586673?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8684783999181586673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8684783999181586673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8684783999181586673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8684783999181586673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/01/had-dinner-with-qianyu-maples-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SXIOW8JDPJI/AAAAAAAAArk/L1DARYMKvCI/s72-c/n1306244826_283570_6241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-1120231515971103155</id><published>2009-01-14T22:37:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:23:35.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yes, we were at the Nanyang Arts Festival for awhile to show our support, not just in spirit, but physical support to Chris for her performance! Boohoo, we missed it ): But, we saw the video and they did well *applause* Encore, encore! Haha. The people of Dancefuzion are really nice and friendly. Though I only met them for the fourth time (wow, four times already), I feel like I've known them longer than that; had a good time of bonding, laughter and lots, lots, LOTS of fun over dinner and games (though we are tertiary students, humph, who cares :p) Watching them dance, I feel tempted to cross over to the mass culture of hip-hop. Muaha. But, good news, I'm returning to my Contemporary Dance classes real soon (: I miss dance alot... Hope that I can crash into Dancefuzion classes as well =P Must get into Willy's, their dance captain, good books. Muaha. We are fellow ballet dancers as well... Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW3-SfI1KzI/AAAAAAAAAqk/JEqDo59f-Mg/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291164730779839282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW3-SfI1KzI/AAAAAAAAAqk/JEqDo59f-Mg/s400/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW3998AhioI/AAAAAAAAAqc/JMeNIxHyhKQ/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291164377752373890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW3998AhioI/AAAAAAAAAqc/JMeNIxHyhKQ/s400/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still getting use to Chris's bangs. Wahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW39wNU1ZkI/AAAAAAAAAqU/kfXpSCXbs48/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291164141882795586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW39wNU1ZkI/AAAAAAAAAqU/kfXpSCXbs48/s400/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've got to say, I was impressed by Chris's dance skills! Keep it up my dear (: Continue to work on it =D Proud of you ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW39KAevWOI/AAAAAAAAAqM/iI3bnhgUuQ4/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163485599652066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW39KAevWOI/AAAAAAAAAqM/iI3bnhgUuQ4/s400/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blurry picture &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW38_H85API/AAAAAAAAAqE/fAYn1lJVBns/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163298626601202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW38_H85API/AAAAAAAAAqE/fAYn1lJVBns/s400/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got a Pucca chocolate offered by Chris (the dude xD this gets confusing). Muahahaha, Josh couldn't eat cos of his sore throat. Tempting him *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW380G4VrWI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GXLUPy3S46k/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291163109360512354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW380G4VrWI/AAAAAAAAAp8/GXLUPy3S46k/s400/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Classic Christina xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW372ayfcUI/AAAAAAAAAp0/koadDS5YmNk/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291162049552806210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW372ayfcUI/AAAAAAAAAp0/koadDS5YmNk/s400/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whooh, looking modely. Work it girl *snap snap snap* Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW37hiXCQbI/AAAAAAAAAps/zzVbn1yKjUQ/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291161690807878066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW37hiXCQbI/AAAAAAAAAps/zzVbn1yKjUQ/s400/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting a new friend, Kingsley (the thumbdrive =P Forgive me, another inside joke). This was such a random moment between the two that I just HAD to catch it on camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW37OgAB3tI/AAAAAAAAApk/c9xmp5hwj0w/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291161363756998354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW37OgAB3tI/AAAAAAAAApk/c9xmp5hwj0w/s400/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the tall pillars which I was talking, or rather typing about, in the place which felt like a historial site of Greek colosseum. Haha. It was a nice place for us to make lots of noise, and it was very windy. It felt cooling on my skin, but yeah, my hair was a mess :p I can't describe how much we laughed, and the number of jokes all of us made. I can't forget the one with doing the wahooo with the air-con shutters XD XD XD I know, you must be thinking like, what..? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-1120231515971103155?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1120231515971103155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=1120231515971103155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1120231515971103155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1120231515971103155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-yes-we-were-at-nanyang-arts-festival.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SW3-SfI1KzI/AAAAAAAAAqk/JEqDo59f-Mg/s72-c/DSC00079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-663050785235086328</id><published>2009-01-12T21:51:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T22:46:35.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past weekend was great :) I finally have the time at the office to blog :P Had an amazing service with Rev. John Bevere; his sermon blew me away so much so that I told Chris I was on the verge of manifestation XD XD His sermon really made me think about how important are our decisions here on earth; how important it is to follow God's calling; most importantly, the utmost importance of seeking God &lt;strong&gt;earnestly&lt;/strong&gt;. Wow. And I now shall repent... I feel extremely guilty that for the past two weeks, my communication with my Heavenly Father has not been in-depth nor spent fruitful time with Him... I need to return to the secret place and just talk to Him more and soak myself in His presence. Another amazing thing which happened during service was the vision that I had during worship. It again, caught me off guard and still leave me wondering whether is it real, will it come to pass? It all boils down to faith. &lt;em&gt;Whatever happens, God, if it's my calling, just go ahead and use me to be greater for You and Your people. No resistance or doubt; I am a vessel for You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as always, took LOTS of pictures during fellowship and another event which highlighted my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtXf4GQitI/AAAAAAAAApE/X__2mI1Vklo/s1600-h/n591329138_1260246_854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290418392422976210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtXf4GQitI/AAAAAAAAApE/X__2mI1Vklo/s400/n591329138_1260246_854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess what, Hui Mei has this hairstyle too! Wahaha... CHC's current flow - bangs xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtXY3OBd-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/pCJP3eyYob0/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290418271928023010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtXY3OBd-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/pCJP3eyYob0/s400/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cam-whoring with my new camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtXMN1UuHI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8wg0Bh58vTo/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290418054660143218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtXMN1UuHI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8wg0Bh58vTo/s400/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bakerzin's Warm Chocolate Cake. This. Is. Simply. Divine. And. Too. Pretty. To. Be. Eaten. It is soo pretty isn't it and awesomely chocolaty. Though it's too pretty, we dugged in anyway. Especially Josh... He made the cake sunk... *grr* We had fun at Bakerzin chilling and chatting (nonsense mostly). The highlight was when everyone had to share 10 qualities/attributes they look for in their husband/wife-to-be in the future. And I just scrapped through. Haha. I mean, I did up a list years ago, but forgotten about it. Besides, I have changed, so have my spiritual level, thus what I look for in my life partner changed too. Well, I officially did up a list and there were 12 points. Haha. Extra two points =P So yes, visualise Sarah, visualise. God, I trust that You are my ultimate matchmaker *nod* Faith, faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtXBM94JtI/AAAAAAAAAos/GAZMdwHdAJU/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290417865449023186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtXBM94JtI/AAAAAAAAAos/GAZMdwHdAJU/s400/DSC00057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Though Flora can be slightly too wild and over-the-top sometimes, but she is by far one of THE funniest person. She can honestly say the funniest thing and totally ignite my laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtWkoir-dI/AAAAAAAAAok/mKsuQSi9Hzk/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290417374634965458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtWkoir-dI/AAAAAAAAAok/mKsuQSi9Hzk/s400/DSC00065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another fellow bang-er (O.o) Lol. Our pioneer, by-two xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtWTdEIjFI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Um7sK6wBtOc/s1600-h/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290417079496248402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtWTdEIjFI/AAAAAAAAAoc/Um7sK6wBtOc/s400/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing around with the food, despite being at Bakerzin xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtVwdjaxzI/AAAAAAAAAoU/XBzNiTEcNsE/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290416478332045106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtVwdjaxzI/AAAAAAAAAoU/XBzNiTEcNsE/s400/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An uber CLASSIC photo of Chris XD XD XD Those are some freakish-ly looking mushrooms, if you are wondering. You may be thinking, where on earth did we get this mushroom thingy, we were shopping at FairPrice Xtra at JP, grocery shopping for the ingredients for our streamboat dinner the next day, at 10pm!! That was a first night shopping experience for me. So fun =D But Chris, Tong, Josh and I were extremely tired after that. Especially Tong ): Busy girl with all her school workload ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290419422388052818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtYb1BEY1I/AAAAAAAAApU/r4ATsw44hb0/s400/DSCF1190.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Woohoo, my first media pass =D First of many to come *Amen* Yeah, though I had to work on a Sunday, it was a good learning experience for me at a PR event, and good exposure as well. Not to mention, I received double amount of pay =P *hallelujah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After work, rushed down to Josh's place and prep the food for W331's steamboat feast. Yay! This was the highlight of my week and something that I really looked forward to; especially looked forward to finally seeing Elyn since her wedding. She went to Japan with Shaun for their honeymoon. So nice (: Oh man, Mrs. Tay o.o Being married is something that really can't be taught, but must be caught (Chris, remember our inside joke? I just can't get this joke out of my head. Uber funny!). But yeah, wonder how is it like being a married woman. Anyways, when she entered the house, I immediately screamed, ran out from the kitchen and gave her a big, warm hug though my hands were a little soapy :p No worries, I did not get any soap on her clothes. The dinner was great and fun of course. We laughed nearly every minute. And I must comment, Elyn has gotten wittier and funnier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtUWUzRWsI/AAAAAAAAAoM/G9SAR04FTbY/s1600-h/DSCF1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290414929794390722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtUWUzRWsI/AAAAAAAAAoM/G9SAR04FTbY/s400/DSCF1169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess what, Chris joined our evil forces of the 'bangs'. By-four!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtTZvoIrpI/AAAAAAAAAoE/jMSUXwYXDXs/s1600-h/DSCF1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290413889023422098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtTZvoIrpI/AAAAAAAAAoE/jMSUXwYXDXs/s400/DSCF1177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We posed according to chronological order on getting the haircut. 1. Elyn 2. Sitong 3. Me 4. Chris [gasp]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtSA9J7dDI/AAAAAAAAAn8/IlB0KLPvcas/s1600-h/DSCF1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290412363646465074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtSA9J7dDI/AAAAAAAAAn8/IlB0KLPvcas/s400/DSCF1178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... And the brothers. Sam's bigger muscles were somehow one of our dinner topic; Josh is soo him in this photo. Lol. And yay, saw Nat again! I was shocked when I saw him at the coffeeshop on Saturday. He looks more mature! Aww... Little brother has grown &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtQu359H-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/Z6CUEgHBpac/s1600-h/DSCF1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290410953488015330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtQu359H-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/Z6CUEgHBpac/s400/DSCF1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =D =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtPsDYPHfI/AAAAAAAAAns/-FATPxrV7_A/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290409805516578290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtPsDYPHfI/AAAAAAAAAns/-FATPxrV7_A/s400/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flex those biceps xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is always fun to meet up with W331 (: Well, now that Rouxin is back, time to have more fun with W480. We plan to go to MINDS cafe this Sunday after cgm. Guess who suggested that xD Oh, yesterday I had fun too. Josh and I headed down to NTU to support Chris's performance with Dancefuzion (or is it Danzefusion o.O *confused*). But darn it, we missed it just by minutes ): Shucks. But glad that they all had fun and performed well ((= We then had dinner together, and they are such fun people! Me like XP And I found a partner-in-crime, Felicia. Muahaha. Nice to meet new people (: Oh oh, it was hilarious when we found out where they were heading for dinner...... Second Best coffeeshop!! Oh my goodness!!! Hahahahaha.. That was funny and made me laughed ultra hard. After dinner hanged out further and went to this circular place near Chris's house, (not Christina, but Chris, a male) which looked like a historical site, and played games. As in all those fun games we played in camps in our secondary/JC/Poly schooldays. It was a great time to break the ice and another opportunity to laugh. Waha. Will upload the photos tonight and talk more about it ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-663050785235086328?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/663050785235086328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=663050785235086328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/663050785235086328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/663050785235086328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/01/past-weekend-was-great-i-finally-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWtXf4GQitI/AAAAAAAAApE/X__2mI1Vklo/s72-c/n591329138_1260246_854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-764662222918957014</id><published>2009-01-08T00:55:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:21:38.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time to update... Had quite a few fun outings with my lovely people for the past couple of weeks. Firstly was the outing with W331 on New Year Eve at New York New York. Can't wait for our steamboat dinner at Josh's place this Sunday =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTmuWE-E9I/AAAAAAAAAm8/7COXku4ox_g/s1600-h/DSCF1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288605546314601426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTmuWE-E9I/AAAAAAAAAm8/7COXku4ox_g/s400/DSCF1117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTkyemLN1I/AAAAAAAAAms/hRFo9qd2mYc/s1600-h/DSCF1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288603418297579346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTkyemLN1I/AAAAAAAAAms/hRFo9qd2mYc/s400/DSCF1130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheers to the new year... with candy floss ! Yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Saturday night, Chris and I went to Gloria Jeans at Raffle City for dessert. We repent that we did not fellowship with the rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTj5hHObTI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ei8tUEYOO2s/s1600-h/DSC00002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288602439720529202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTj5hHObTI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ei8tUEYOO2s/s400/DSC00002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovely cheesecake (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTjwc8rBfI/AAAAAAAAAmc/B6a_DDJqCQY/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288602283983701490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTjwc8rBfI/AAAAAAAAAmc/B6a_DDJqCQY/s400/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris with her Mocha Chocolate n Cream. It was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTjgxtb73I/AAAAAAAAAmU/GVagPYeJYDo/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288602014679035762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTjgxtb73I/AAAAAAAAAmU/GVagPYeJYDo/s400/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gloria Jeans Signature Iced Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met up with a few W480-ians to have lunch last Sunday before Rouxin goes off to Korea. Aw, miss her already.. Shucks, we did not take a photo ): But, we had fun chilling. Supposed to watch a movie but there weren't any good ones. We just walked around Plaza Singapura, and at my suggestion went to Starbucks at Suntec City. The sun was so scorching that day and shone through the windows at the cafe. Usually I like the sun, but it was overly sunny. Haha. Then later had dinner at Thai Express with Josh since he was in town. I loved the Tom Yum Soup and my Thai Laksa; they were really "spicily" awesome *shiok* It was a good two hours of talking and sharing. Am glad that he opened up to me and shared his concerns with me. Josh, continue to hang in there (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ana's finally back from India *applause* Aww.. Missed her. But glad that she had fun there and she showed me photos of the temples. Man, they were really beautiful; very majestic in size and design, with all the carvings. Some were over 2000 years old. So nice... I so wanna go to India &gt;&lt; I love to visit historical sites and stuff (: Yesterday, met up with her and hanged out =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTjJOVlsdI/AAAAAAAAAmM/BBhphU14W5k/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288601610046779858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTjJOVlsdI/AAAAAAAAAmM/BBhphU14W5k/s400/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright, no offence to Ana's photography skills =P It's pretty blur though. Heh. This was taken at Billy Bombers. Where we initially wanted to have dinner at. But being in an indecisive mood and with its limited choices, we just ordered an appetizer, a red skin potato salad. It was nice but too filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTi70wbRPI/AAAAAAAAAmE/sTg8rBhh78c/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288601379841721586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTi70wbRPI/AAAAAAAAAmE/sTg8rBhh78c/s400/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She looks so so funny here xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTirJ78fyI/AAAAAAAAAl8/eKNXQfSQ1s0/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288601093469404962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTirJ78fyI/AAAAAAAAAl8/eKNXQfSQ1s0/s400/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyways, we then decided to go to Kenny Rogers. I LOVE their side dishes. Here's the very comforting corn muffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTihEw2CMI/AAAAAAAAAl0/HseB7n3jNdM/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288600920281974978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTihEw2CMI/AAAAAAAAAl0/HseB7n3jNdM/s400/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Quarter-chicken. Though it looks a little odd in this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTiQhxiFAI/AAAAAAAAAls/uBMqM1FokaI/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288600636011713538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTiQhxiFAI/AAAAAAAAAls/uBMqM1FokaI/s400/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favourite Macoroni and Cheese... Ultimate comfort food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTh9i94EQI/AAAAAAAAAlk/CIc-yz5llwk/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288600309914407170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTh9i94EQI/AAAAAAAAAlk/CIc-yz5llwk/s400/DSC00015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More food... Garden Pasta Salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWThxDtQ2jI/AAAAAAAAAlc/8Cj9w3pbwb0/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288600095364799026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWThxDtQ2jI/AAAAAAAAAlc/8Cj9w3pbwb0/s400/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, not a very well-taken photo. We took this hastily as to avoid any embarrasment in the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWThjO3Q7QI/AAAAAAAAAlU/JHK2pWj83Co/s1600-h/DSCF1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288599857841368322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWThjO3Q7QI/AAAAAAAAAlU/JHK2pWj83Co/s400/DSCF1157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awwwww... She bought me real pretty earrings from India. I love them Ana! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTgmIe0C2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/sPR6rDK-c6Y/s1600-h/DSCF1160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288598808156179298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTgmIe0C2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/sPR6rDK-c6Y/s400/DSCF1160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Especially this one!! So, she told me to take some pictures as she want to see me in them... Haha.. Lo and behold, I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTfvvHWSFI/AAAAAAAAAlE/L6tJy1JVZqc/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288597873633937490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTfvvHWSFI/AAAAAAAAAlE/L6tJy1JVZqc/s400/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was tricky to wear. Ana dear, how do I wear it =S I can't stick it in... The sharp ends are too small. Lol. Help??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTfdaGyY1I/AAAAAAAAAk8/VbnKBHCJvJw/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288597558756795218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTfdaGyY1I/AAAAAAAAAk8/VbnKBHCJvJw/s400/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Satisfied Ana? Ahaha.. I simply love this one! Yay, an addition to my jewellery box ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288608920200512482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTpyuyDg-I/AAAAAAAAAnc/Q7PBxp-pl20/s400/n621411612_1868810_4648.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Oh oh, presenting my colleagues of Comms and PR department of SAFRA (: They are nice. We took this during our small Christmas celebration. Yeah, this was the day when I looked quite sloppy &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. What else... Well, work has been hectic. Lots to do, especially on Monday with the meeting and heading down to SAFRA Yishun. Plus, my boss asked me to replicate three complicatingly looking charts. At first I thought I could handle them, but once I took a closer look, me, an IT-bimbo, had no clue how to do it. Thank God for helpful Sam, who is extremely IT-savvy. He helped me to replicate with Photoshop. Man, they turned out so so so so so well done! They looked as if they were photocopies of the original ones. Oh, I did not go to work today... Not feeling well ): My body caved in to fatigue I think. It was a good day of rest. I got lots of sleep and rest, so yes, recharged to face another day tomorrow, then it's the weekend! *cheer* But, I may have to work this Sunday at an event. Need to confirm with my supervisors soon. Oh yes, I stand in agreement with many people out there; &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt; is a good book. Am enjoying it. It is definitely a page-turner. Oh, before I forget, &lt;em&gt;Seven Pounds&lt;/em&gt;... Two thumbs way up!!! It's a really, really, really good movie. Will Smith has outdone himself. At first my brother and I were getting restless as the first hour, the plot's development was pretty slow and we had no clue what exactly was the plot. But, the later half, it was beautiful!! I can't emphasise what a good movie it is! I love its poetic, beautifully-dark ending. But, am still trying to figure out, why "&lt;em&gt;Seven Pounds&lt;/em&gt;"? I don't get the meaning behind the title =\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-764662222918957014?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/764662222918957014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=764662222918957014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/764662222918957014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/764662222918957014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SWTmuWE-E9I/AAAAAAAAAm8/7COXku4ox_g/s72-c/DSCF1117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-4522602108014453581</id><published>2009-01-01T16:42:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:30:12.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming 2009</title><content type='html'>2008 has been a fulfilling year. Lots had happened. Both good and bad. I will carry those good memories into 2009, and leave the bad ones behind. Made some mistakes; right and wrong choices. But God was there for me every second. Thank Him for remaining faithful, never disappoint, loving me unconditionally. &lt;em&gt;Lord, my life is yours for 2009, and it will always be.&lt;/em&gt; I will continue to be His princess, daughter, servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of 2008, chronologically ordered according to time (=&lt;br /&gt;- Admission into Monash University.&lt;br /&gt;- Became part of W331; something that I will NEVER EVER forget. Learned countless things from Elyn, Chris and Josh. Formed new friendships which I will treasure forever. Thank God for them, now moving on to W480, carrying Elyn's impartations (: Love each and every single one of them. *hugs to all* Love you all tons ^^&lt;br /&gt;- Built stronger friendship with Ana. Love you my dearest girl. Thanks for coming into my life and bringing your joy and encouragement along. *big hug*&lt;br /&gt;- CNY steamboat with W331&lt;br /&gt;- W331 celebrated my birthday =D&lt;br /&gt;- Had first BS lesson with Elyn!&lt;br /&gt;- Had several BS lessons with Josh. Thanks a million Josh, for being part of my life! You are a real friend close to my heart. Continue to tap into others' lives yea. Jiayou! Love you ^^&lt;br /&gt;- Reconnected with daddy; stayed over at his house; spent time with Aubrey, Liza and Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;- Built stronger friendship with Chris ((= Can't thank God enough for you in my life my dear. Continue to spread your love, joy and encouragement to your members in W452 kay. Love love you dear ^^&lt;br /&gt;- Sammy became part of W331 *applause* Thanks Sammy for coming into the cell and spread your joy. I truly thank God for our friendship, and kakak-adik-ness. May our friendship grow even more 2009 yea (: Love you adik, for calling me like three times since you were in Taiwan. Receiving your call this morning brightened up my new year, though I was babbling as I just woke up. Was seriously talking nonsense xD&lt;br /&gt;- First movie with Ana =D Watched Juno xD&lt;br /&gt;- WYZ's Masquerade Party.&lt;br /&gt;- Became a Permanent Resident of Singapore. A long-awaited blessing from Abba Father.&lt;br /&gt;- Passed my exams for semester one (:&lt;br /&gt;- Completed Getting Started! Am going to Victorious Living in Jan (:&lt;br /&gt;- Sending Sammy off to Taiwan ):&lt;br /&gt;- Got my first job ever at Sopexa. Learned many things beyond the classroom, and were exposed into the corporate world.&lt;br /&gt;- Joined Shot to Fame with Sam and Khoon Fai. Fun and hilarious experience.&lt;br /&gt;- First participation in Arise &amp;amp; Build.&lt;br /&gt;- W331 disbanded and moved on... Bittersweet moment... Our memorable appreciation night :)&lt;br /&gt;- Officially part of W480 =)&lt;br /&gt;- Had first movie with Shoba and Jaya! High School Musical 3. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;- Joined CityNews, my first ministry.&lt;br /&gt;- Asia Conference!!! Got to know members of W480 more ((:&lt;br /&gt;- Did not do as well for Semester two ))= But I still remain positive and will work even harder next sem with God's strength and wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;- Got a PR internship with SAFRA =D =D Something that I'm thankful for, and still hanging in there (:&lt;br /&gt;- Elyn's beautiful wedding.&lt;br /&gt;- Spent Christmas with Lynn and had our first movie together, Twilight!&lt;br /&gt;- Return of the Atas Gone Wild!&lt;br /&gt;- My first connect group outing with Benny, Yuling and Melissa on 29th Dec!!!! Woohoo!! Watched Yes Man at Marina Square. Got to know them more... Need to contiue to break the ice.&lt;br /&gt;- Long-awaited reunion lunch at New York New York with my lovely W331. Though Elyn did not managed to come, we had fun still (:&lt;br /&gt;- First movie with W452 and W480, Australia, on 31 Dec (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... that concludes the best memories of 2008. 2009, here I come. It will be even greater, more exciting and fill with more joy and breakthroughs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song which says it all to 2008 and 2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Believe There is More by Don Moen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been good to me&lt;br /&gt;You have been good to me&lt;br /&gt;You have been gracious&lt;br /&gt;You have been faithful&lt;br /&gt;Meeting my needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, it's so plain to see&lt;br /&gt;You have been good to me&lt;br /&gt;I have been given so much&lt;br /&gt;I can't even begin to thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And still I believe there is more&lt;br /&gt;I believe there is more I believe&lt;br /&gt;So I open my hands to receive&lt;br /&gt;All that Your love has in store&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I have done&lt;br /&gt;All that I've said and sung&lt;br /&gt;Lifting Your story giving You glory&lt;br /&gt;That's just the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Father, I know there is more&lt;br /&gt;Power to heal and restore&lt;br /&gt;Miracles wonders blessings unnumbered&lt;br /&gt;Love never-ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Exceeding abundantly&lt;br /&gt;More than our minds can imagine&lt;br /&gt;Love overflowing&lt;br /&gt;You are bestowing&lt;br /&gt;Day after day after day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-4522602108014453581?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/4522602108014453581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=4522602108014453581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4522602108014453581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4522602108014453581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcoming-2009.html' title='Welcoming 2009'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6704830774188507606</id><published>2009-01-01T15:04:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:39:45.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the Atas Gone Wild</title><content type='html'>Yes, that's the name of the cell group appreciation night of W452 and W480. It was an "atas" event indeed. We had it at a suite room at Laguna Country Club. Man, the place is really, really pretty, with amazing view. But its location is rather inaccesible. It was a night fill with fun, crazy games, (Group two won!!!! Muahaha =P Go group two!), amazing encounter with God, good food, fellowship, and not forgetting cam-whoring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx9M-CybzI/AAAAAAAAAks/FT6ZeM5EhHo/s1600-h/DSCF0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286237724392714034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx9M-CybzI/AAAAAAAAAks/FT6ZeM5EhHo/s400/DSCF0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx7Wbfk3CI/AAAAAAAAAkk/O1Ax9gSaQoQ/s1600-h/DSCF1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286235687893654562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx7Wbfk3CI/AAAAAAAAAkk/O1Ax9gSaQoQ/s400/DSCF1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks like a loft doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx6UQf2GlI/AAAAAAAAAkc/dGXyjjaQaXw/s1600-h/DSCF1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286234551070628434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx6UQf2GlI/AAAAAAAAAkc/dGXyjjaQaXw/s400/DSCF1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'M NOT SHORT, I'M JUST FUN-SIZED!!!! XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx5gOXSlpI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ERfV5w29rQo/s1600-h/n630509815_1783004_4958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286233657144678034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx5gOXSlpI/AAAAAAAAAkU/ERfV5w29rQo/s400/n630509815_1783004_4958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aww.. We have indeed came a long way from W331. Let's continue to run the race. Love you guys! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx5XeOvyRI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Bc-VHhrObEQ/s1600-h/DSCF1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286233506784987410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx5XeOvyRI/AAAAAAAAAkM/Bc-VHhrObEQ/s400/DSCF1043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha... So sad. We were present-less. Our angels did not bring our presents ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx4chGW49I/AAAAAAAAAkE/CePgKiv_wnE/s1600-h/DSCF1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286232493942825938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx4chGW49I/AAAAAAAAAkE/CePgKiv_wnE/s400/DSCF1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; W480 gave a gift to Rouxin (: I can't wait to get to know her better in 2009 and serve her (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx1X2q3owI/AAAAAAAAAj8/uGa0wgBiHZw/s1600-h/DSCF1066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286229115298882306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx1X2q3owI/AAAAAAAAAj8/uGa0wgBiHZw/s400/DSCF1066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon! A fellow helper. She's really sweet, nice and a faithful girl in serving God :) Hope to get to know her more in the coming year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxxbmEvw0I/AAAAAAAAAjs/zvuvLv36VY4/s1600-h/DSCF1065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286224781516981058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxxbmEvw0I/AAAAAAAAAjs/zvuvLv36VY4/s400/DSCF1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sisters of W480&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxv_w9yQ4I/AAAAAAAAAjk/w4aUpK0rYJ0/s1600-h/DSCF1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286223203892609922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxv_w9yQ4I/AAAAAAAAAjk/w4aUpK0rYJ0/s400/DSCF1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The brothers! *whoosh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxuQqSRIyI/AAAAAAAAAjU/XydR81Xo4mA/s1600-h/n598565534_2274531_3037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286221295133991714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxuQqSRIyI/AAAAAAAAAjU/XydR81Xo4mA/s400/n598565534_2274531_3037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting my new spiritual-family! A new year, a new beginning ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxt3M4JhoI/AAAAAAAAAjE/lV3bCPwRPJE/s1600-h/n777539174_1843334_1197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286220857743083138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxt3M4JhoI/AAAAAAAAAjE/lV3bCPwRPJE/s400/n777539174_1843334_1197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The folks of W452 and W480! We actually fitted into the suite xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxtuzdEHHI/AAAAAAAAAi8/C3BCwSr3RGc/s1600-h/n630509815_1783093_311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286220713479642226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxtuzdEHHI/AAAAAAAAAi8/C3BCwSr3RGc/s400/n630509815_1783093_311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CINDY! The star of the event. I was really touched by her humble gesture of washing our feet. Though I do not know her that well, I teared a little. Really look up to her (: A strong woman of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxtfdgrYII/AAAAAAAAAi0/-YyH9AXF6jU/s1600-h/DSCF1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286220449891180674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxtfdgrYII/AAAAAAAAAi0/-YyH9AXF6jU/s400/DSCF1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay, my card! We each have a card and wrote on each others'. It took us a rather long time as there were MANY cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxrtAQwG3I/AAAAAAAAAik/ObCUqg5lOPY/s1600-h/DSCF1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286218483534666610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxrtAQwG3I/AAAAAAAAAik/ObCUqg5lOPY/s400/DSCF1083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing on the card that made me laughed real loud. My full name appeared! Hats off to Benny for being able to be one of the rare number of people to be able to do this. Haha. He's my partner in our connect group; looking forward to get to know him even more and serve with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286221030917331154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxuBSAG2NI/AAAAAAAAAjM/7oYp7GutVWY/s400/n777539174_1843307_5296.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Award presentation. The category of Passion. These are the nominees, laughing 'passionately'. Lol. Me bursting out as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286219571506881618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVxssVRipFI/AAAAAAAAAis/6A2mJV61ndM/s400/DSCF1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Lo and behold, I actually won it O.o I was really surprised to get nominated in the first place, as it's been less than two months since I joined the new cell. Aww.. This encourages me further to touch lives, to bring joy, to make a difference and stand in the gap (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6704830774188507606?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6704830774188507606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6704830774188507606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6704830774188507606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6704830774188507606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2009/01/return-of-atas-gone-wild.html' title='Return of the Atas Gone Wild'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SVx9M-CybzI/AAAAAAAAAks/FT6ZeM5EhHo/s72-c/DSCF0999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-7459105868637657683</id><published>2008-12-26T16:40:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T18:27:41.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTmas</title><content type='html'>First of all, a huge shout out to my Brother, Friend, Protector, but most of all, my Lord and Saviour... HAPPY BIRTHDAY! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the annual season of love, joy and giving came and went, really fast this time. My work has really been ripping off my Christmas mood and time to open up my house for my yearly Christmas party ): Boohoo... This is the first time in years that I did not invite my friends over. I can't seem to find a time to do it ): I shall make up to them... Soon... My birthday bash?? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I LOVE Christmas. I kicked start mine with a small Christmas party within my department in the office. Had wine at like 12.30pm O.o Ahahaha... We also ordered honey baked ham, turkey roll, pizzas, chicken wings (yum), and had a sinfully scrumptous chocolate cake from &lt;em&gt;Awfully Chocolate&lt;/em&gt;. That was seriously heavenly... After work, rushed down to service. Went down with JH gor gor, since we ended work at the same time and are just two-stops away from each other. He said he barely recognised me in my new hairstyle. Laughs. Which by the way, are getting out of control real fast. My curls are starting to come out *grr* I am really tempted to head down to Kimage and indulge myself in a real nice (and expensive) hairdo to make it look better... Anyways, back to the main topic. Yeah, Christmas service was awesome! I repent that I was quite dressed-down... Oops. I looked quite sloppy, because it was a rainy morning, and I had to work on Christmas Eve )): Sorry God, did not shine for you &gt;.&lt; Sitong, however, looked real nice in a dress and her new hairstyle, which coincidentally, is VERY similar to mine! Sisters indeed xD By-Two! Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Christmas service.... :p I loved the way the worship team jammed up the Christmas carols, but the slower ones are the ones that make me reflect and focus on the true purpose of celebrating Christmas, which is the birth of Jesus Christ (: The auditorium was so so pretty when it was lit up with candlelights. Then, in the midst of the dim auditorium, we sang O Holy Night and Silent Night, Holy Night. Heartfelt moment... One hand holding the candle, the other on my chest, thinking about how wonderful God and Jesus has been to me in the past year. I truly worshipped our Beauiful Saviour with all my soul and heart. Love You ^^ The drama was hilarious and very well-done as always. I laughed real loud =P But of course, the meaning it carried was touching as well (: After that, hanged out with W480-ians for awhile and head back home to have Christmas dinner with my dear family. Afterwhich we opened our pressies!! Hahaha, my brother got me a NKJV Bible!! Hahahaha. On the actual Christmas Day, I met up with cousin Lynn! Aww... She treated me a mouth-watering lunch at Fish and Co. That was really sweet of her (: I forgotten that she had to have early dinner with her parents, so we skipped the Christmas drama and spent a day just chilling and really spend time together. It was a fun girls' day out; just the two of us. After so many, many, many, many years, I have the desire to know her more. And boy, she is nice and funny!! =D We watched Twilight!!!! It is good! I am so gonna read the book, and this time, actually own them. Unlike Harry Potter, which I borrowed from friends. Sorry, I just can't spend money on books... Though I love to read. This is totally opposite of Chris xD Right girl? Haha. Yeah, I liked the movie. Not to mention, there was a total eye-candy whom Lynn and I drooled at =P =P Robert Pattison... *melt* Lol. He was THE hot Cedric Diggory from Order of Phoenix. He has grown alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. Moving on... Yeah, I would have never thought that I would spend Christmas with my cousin before. I enjoyed myself. Must date her out more often :p At night, I stuffed my face again with good food. Honestly, I think I have been eating ALOT for these past couple of days... During work, I had a sudden cravings for Chipsmore cookies, but I stopped myself xD I can indulge more when I get home... Without spending unnecessarily =P Muaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On bended knees and a humble heart, I adore Him, Christ the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-7459105868637657683?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/7459105868637657683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=7459105868637657683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7459105868637657683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7459105868637657683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='CHRISTmas'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6457898554288847129</id><published>2008-12-19T11:48:00.042+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T13:58:42.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding of Shaun Tay and Elyn Tan</title><content type='html'>Yes, finally I have the time to blog about this special occasion, in the office of course. But I have already uploaded all the photos up into Facebook and tagged everyone. Okay, I've got to admit, Facebook is really good in this tagging photos application (yes Ana, you are right xD). So yup, I am no longer anti-facebook as I was =P Anyways, back to the main topic, it was an awesome wedding, and I was so honoured that Elyn asked me to help in ushering. So yup, as an usher, I tried my best to dress up =P Okay, so here are all the beautiful memories captured. First part is the Holy Matrimony, second is the wedding dinner =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUshed13BiI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WEh-oSUm9bs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281351795312363042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUshed13BiI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WEh-oSUm9bs/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here comes the bride... Here comes the bride...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUshD6iPhOI/AAAAAAAAAhM/nUvG-jyx5c4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281351339158242530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUshD6iPhOI/AAAAAAAAAhM/nUvG-jyx5c4/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shaun taking Elyn's hand for the rest of their life (: *tear* (so touching)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUshAaeyXTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/OI5cFaOnGlo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281351279014206770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUshAaeyXTI/AAAAAAAAAhE/OI5cFaOnGlo/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Listening to Rev. Zhuang attentively. Haha, he preached a whole sermon during the matrimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsga4zk0UI/AAAAAAAAAg8/TsNYdk6bFzs/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350634319434050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsga4zk0UI/AAAAAAAAAg8/TsNYdk6bFzs/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank-you speech&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsgNrCL72I/AAAAAAAAAgs/u76k4ofn0ks/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350407284322146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsgNrCL72I/AAAAAAAAAgs/u76k4ofn0ks/s400/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay! A photo that I will keep for life (: Elyn looks so so so so so gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350505897485202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsgTaZZY5I/AAAAAAAAAg0/cir_OHNefKI/s400/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The bride and her pretty bridesmaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350248113086338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsgEaEzn4I/AAAAAAAAAgk/MOEIIz_E_tI/s400/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt; W331 ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsgBasm-EI/AAAAAAAAAgc/PWV84pWVG8M/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350196740421698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsgBasm-EI/AAAAAAAAAgc/PWV84pWVG8M/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; W331 and W-Hui Mei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsf8Y8h72I/AAAAAAAAAgU/wLQboqHfHxU/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350110370983778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsf8Y8h72I/AAAAAAAAAgU/wLQboqHfHxU/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group shot (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfxZBQENI/AAAAAAAAAgM/QbIP6vQCNkA/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281349921412223186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfxZBQENI/AAAAAAAAAgM/QbIP6vQCNkA/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The [beautiful] rose among the [handsome] thorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfgg5pEBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Snn66MyYdTY/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281349631470014482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfgg5pEBI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Snn66MyYdTY/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dearest Chris ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfYXMofII/AAAAAAAAAf8/W-J6HJeDPA4/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281349491426360450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfYXMofII/AAAAAAAAAf8/W-J6HJeDPA4/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha! So cute! Two of my xiao di dis =D Shiang Zhi is going to grow into a mighty man of God! He is going to be super powerful! Watch out for this boy to be the next leader or pastor even :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfL4nhfHI/AAAAAAAAAf0/MY6xVMxbD3c/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281349277059218546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfL4nhfHI/AAAAAAAAAf0/MY6xVMxbD3c/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ladies who love black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfD6EQdSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Bvb-aJara6c/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281349140009219362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsfD6EQdSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Bvb-aJara6c/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam "Poh" Chew =P Fine, he's not that panda-ish anymore. He lost weight! Good for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUseybEQf5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/5PGGu5IuUYE/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281348839629946770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUseybEQf5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/5PGGu5IuUYE/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jin Hong gor gor (= (Aiyoh, Carol in the background. Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsemq36WZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0hN5rNMxy3E/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281348637714700690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsemq36WZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0hN5rNMxy3E/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nat di di. Aww... Am gonna miss him. He's going to stay in Thailand for good... All the best Nat! May you grow even stronger and have such powerful influence over the nation. (Check out what Shaun is doing to Elyn in the background.. Awwwwww... How sweet can they get...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsefJsjezI/AAAAAAAAAfU/GdQmAd-1uzw/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281348508549610290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsefJsjezI/AAAAAAAAAfU/GdQmAd-1uzw/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hui Mei jie jie :) The next wedding is going to be hers! She FINALLY has a boyfriend!! Wahah! Not bad girl, he's an Indonesian. Wooo~~ ;) They met at SOT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUseXw51zAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Ra0Hd3owT3E/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281348381635365890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUseXw51zAI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Ra0Hd3owT3E/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mei Qi (: She look so different la. She should dress like this more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUseUPE7weI/AAAAAAAAAfE/SHfijBEgm7E/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281348321015480802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUseUPE7weI/AAAAAAAAAfE/SHfijBEgm7E/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crazy Ashley. But boy, she looks so girly now! Yay! Good, time for change :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUseNfXny7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/LnikP7191yw/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281348205129747378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUseNfXny7I/AAAAAAAAAe8/LnikP7191yw/s400/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful ladies =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsd3uHtUvI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lxSbY3CQd80/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281347831132410610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsd3uHtUvI/AAAAAAAAAe0/lxSbY3CQd80/s400/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Charlyn and Yizhen. Elyn's ex-ex-cell group members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsckFQmEAI/AAAAAAAAAes/NE-efVvaCHQ/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281346394234687490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsckFQmEAI/AAAAAAAAAes/NE-efVvaCHQ/s400/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsccE0gFTI/AAAAAAAAAek/cp4bc2nwDIg/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281346256677901618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsccE0gFTI/AAAAAAAAAek/cp4bc2nwDIg/s400/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their wedding dinner at Intercontinental Hotel. Such a posh place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsblEYS2yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/X7z4r_Wsszw/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281345311666789154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsblEYS2yI/AAAAAAAAAeM/X7z4r_Wsszw/s400/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking sharp, people ;))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsbbGFlK-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/el1HsBAHZJI/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281345140326476770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsbbGFlK-I/AAAAAAAAAeE/el1HsBAHZJI/s400/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pic with Rev. Zhuang! He's very friendly and nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsbTT2MLGI/AAAAAAAAAd8/jCN2MyYIcNI/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281345006581066850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsbTT2MLGI/AAAAAAAAAd8/jCN2MyYIcNI/s400/32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking pretty, Chris =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsbCw7A2pI/AAAAAAAAAd0/zP5gOtrnQoI/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281344722328148626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsbCw7A2pI/AAAAAAAAAd0/zP5gOtrnQoI/s400/28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ballroom is so nice! Black table cloths, very unconventional for a wedding, but it has Elyn written all over it. Red and black are her signatutre colours. If you notice, I deliberately wore black on the matrimony and red on the dinner. Hehes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsa0qcL7BI/AAAAAAAAAds/TSNgXE-XUaE/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281344480070069266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsa0qcL7BI/AAAAAAAAAds/TSNgXE-XUaE/s400/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Josh, you should invest in a blazer soon for event like this. Haha. Not that you don't look good in this jacket (wahh, I have become so edifying! Ahahaha! 10 points for me!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsauCZEFWI/AAAAAAAAAdk/jlNKsEmSKEE/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281344366240339298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsauCZEFWI/AAAAAAAAAdk/jlNKsEmSKEE/s400/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsaluinfII/AAAAAAAAAdc/lR-6hiHrsxs/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281344223472745602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsaluinfII/AAAAAAAAAdc/lR-6hiHrsxs/s400/30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Attempt in being modely =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsaLQ4Fi8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/3FZZwJBOSD8/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281343768833133506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsaLQ4Fi8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/3FZZwJBOSD8/s400/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cindy is such a beautiful and powerful woman of God! Like she said, she aim to get married in two years. Jiayou Cindy! Visualise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsaEbMjjTI/AAAAAAAAAdM/LjlHK_soX78/s1600-h/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281343651344256306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsaEbMjjTI/AAAAAAAAAdM/LjlHK_soX78/s400/34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new spiritual leader. She's so sweet, nice and has a bursting laughter like mine!! Lol. Again, another powerful Godly woman. She asked me when am I going SOT. Hehe.. Soon Rou.. 2010 (: (Shucks... my dress became so puff up after sitting down... I should have gotten a size smaller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Let's end with funny shots:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281345491472572962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsbviNVYiI/AAAAAAAAAeU/sqrNIBn0xXo/s400/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt; LOL. Mr Tall. Oh man, Josh is actually as tall as Mr. Tall! My goodness, what did your mom feed you while growing up xD Chris, thank goodness you aren't THAT freakishly tall xD xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281345724911138834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUsb9H1bOBI/AAAAAAAAAec/oW1zDnRV23c/s400/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Like whatever Mr. Tall. I'm confident XD (trying to sound like Elyn :P) JH said it looked like it was going to eat me up anytime!! Funnay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I agree with you Chris, weddings really make us contemplate... Though future is uncertain, but I have great faith in my Abba Father that my future is going to be bright, filled with wonderful things! Amen! Greater things have yet to come (= In ending, I wish Mr. and Mrs. Shaun Tay all the very best! May their marriage be filled with everlasting love, joy, prosperity and most importantly, fruitfulness! Wahaha! Japan is very romantic... Maybe they will come back with a new member of the Tay family :P Like Rev. Zhuang and Ps. Aubrey who conceived in Korea. Muaha! Yeah, can't wait to see Elyn not just a spiritual mommy to many, but be a real mommy to their kids!! Love you Elyn ^^ See you soon in CNY 09, don't forget your promise to invite us to your new house to bai nian wo =D =D *hugs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6457898554288847129?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6457898554288847129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6457898554288847129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6457898554288847129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6457898554288847129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/12/wedding-of-shaun-tay-and-elyn-tan.html' title='Wedding of Shaun Tay and Elyn Tan'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUshed13BiI/AAAAAAAAAhU/WEh-oSUm9bs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-6452909059738113425</id><published>2008-12-16T10:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:38:57.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a wonderful weekend! Elyn's and Shaun's wedding was beautifully done. I felt soaked in a room fill with romance during the matrimony. Love was definitely in the air. Laughs. The food during the dinner at Intercontinental was good too (: I totally enjoyed myself. Thank you Elyn for inviting ^^ As usual, we love the camera and the camera loves us =P Unfortunately, there's a problem with my PC, but I WILL upload them tonight via my lappy. But, here's a sneak preview of the gorgeous bride and her suave-looking groom =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280220492407575378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUccj-GxE1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/XncXMzBZ9k8/s400/n657474810_1140308_3738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Such a great couple... Sarah, visualise... like seriously VISUALISE!! xD xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280220711092867954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUccwsxZ03I/AAAAAAAAAdE/PGNHtuJKXKM/s400/n657474810_1140298_1541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Elyn looked flawlessly, amazingly, mind-blowingly stunning! I love her dress and her hairstlye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, more pictures to come =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, am in the office now, feeling awake, unlike yesterday. I was extremely stoned-out yesterday because I reached home at about 12.30am on Sunday night and was really tired. I had two cups of coffee yesterday. Well, there's another cup in front of me right now. Ahah. Work's been good (: Thank God for that. I have been tasked to write 4 articles for our event as a pre-event publicity. Am happy for this opportunity yet nervous at the same time; nervous about not being able to meet expectations and producing impressive pieces. &lt;em&gt;Elohim God, I need your grace, mercy and creativity. &lt;/em&gt;They will be published in an online site, redsports.com.sg ((= This is a wonderful, wonderful big break for me. Plus, I had my first meeting with a client yesterday! Wow! I felt so professional =P Had to act all grown-up and stuff. Wahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing to focus on now... CG ministry: am feeling excited about this new season, making new friends and this amazing chance from God to serve His people; but am slightly burdened... Difficult to reach out; need to spend time to reach in; need to bond; need to love. &lt;em&gt;Father, I am not perfect; I am not able, but it's Your ability, Your wisdom, Your annointing in me; I am willing to lay down my life to serve You; Holy Spirit, come be my helper, I need You... Use me mightier, expand my territory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I need to go pee XP Office's FREEZING~!! Oh I just have to say, I finally bought Light of the City album! The songs are great! Beautiful songs to praise and worship the Lord :) But man, the songs are &lt;strong&gt;completely&lt;/strong&gt; stuck in my head. I can't stop listening to them!! Ele-elevate Your name high......... =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6452909059738113425?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6452909059738113425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6452909059738113425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6452909059738113425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6452909059738113425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/12/had-wonderful-weekend-elyns-and-shauns.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SUccj-GxE1I/AAAAAAAAAc8/XncXMzBZ9k8/s72-c/n657474810_1140308_3738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-8539191093596199050</id><published>2008-12-11T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:25:14.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a short post before heading out from work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE GOD times hundredth!!! I finally got my pay from my previous company earlier this afternoon =D =D Yay!!! Thank you Jehovah Jireh. He is NEVER failing indeed ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, there are more open doors in my work. My director gave me many, many tasks to focus on. I feel like a full-time PR Personnel! Woo~ Also so tempted to stay on this job... But my studies come first for now. Wait till I have a BA... More influence in the marketplace! Wahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God works exceptionally fast xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8539191093596199050?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8539191093596199050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8539191093596199050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8539191093596199050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8539191093596199050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-short-post-before-heading-out-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-5193339321964940696</id><published>2008-12-11T10:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:08:29.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am slacking at the office again =P Hehehe.. I finished my work for now, so time for blogging! Wahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have a rockin' weekend to look forward to (: Elyn's and Shaun's wedding!! Woohoo! Last Sunday, my mom blessed me with a maroon-coloured dress. It's really pretty. Me like :P I want to get another one for the matrimony, but but, I STILL haven't gotten my pay yet. Grrrrrrr.. So long T-T I'll probably borrow one from my future sister-in-law. Lol. Tomorrow will be 2008's last Edge night youth meeting, which I'm sure is going to be a blast. Tonight will be meeting Rouxin and other members to discuss W480's plans over dinner in town. Thank God for this opportunity for me to rise up, to carry Rouxin's vision and stand in the gap in the cell. I really want to help perk up the cg's atmosphere and build more unity. &lt;em&gt;Father, use me even mightier for You and Your people; to touch and impact lives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago, I was given the task to write a radio script, which I have never done one before. Well, it's not very well written, but my senior commented that the structure and idea of the script is pretty good, generally not bad for my first attempt (: When I saw his version, I was stunt. My goodness, I can just hear the DJ reading out the script there and then. It's sooo well-written. Well, he did not work in the Prime Minister's office for nothing xD Been learning lots and lots of things associating communications, PR, marcomm through this job. Really thank God for this and favour with my colleagues and director as well (: Of course I am partially a PA to my director, like what Pastors Kong and Tan shared, servanthood goes a long way and determines destiny. So yup, am striving to be like Rebecca and live a life of servanthood ((= Oh, I actually am editing SAFRA;s corporate website!! Wahahahahaha. Me, not the most IT-savvy person in the world, am doing that! Laughs! But yeah, it is rather easy, and I did learned web editing for my Advanced Diploma, ahahaha, which I barely passed XP. Thank God for wisdom =D &lt;em&gt;Father, continue to expand my territory and borders in the marketplace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'd better go for my lunch now. Yesterday afternoon I think I had my first ever gastric pain ): At least I think it was as I never had one before. It hurts )= But I felt much better after eating. Received healing :) Hmm... I wonder what should I eat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-5193339321964940696?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5193339321964940696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=5193339321964940696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5193339321964940696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5193339321964940696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-slacking-at-office-again-p-hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6779176113784414879</id><published>2008-12-09T14:43:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:55:29.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cam-whorers Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4VOxWc2tI/AAAAAAAAAck/iOrLrIty-Zo/s1600-h/DSCF0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277679156834654930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4VOxWc2tI/AAAAAAAAAck/iOrLrIty-Zo/s400/DSCF0925.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chris and Sitong with CHC's lovely Christmas tree (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4U-4bUx_I/AAAAAAAAAcc/Idah763pIXc/s1600-h/DSCF0926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277678883856238578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4U-4bUx_I/AAAAAAAAAcc/Idah763pIXc/s400/DSCF0926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tree-hugging! Though we aren't exactly environmentalist. Waha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277833503372470818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST6hm7Ar6iI/AAAAAAAAAc0/jz8jSEZ2yxE/s400/DSCF0927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One of my dearest girl, Sitong ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4UoEK4IsI/AAAAAAAAAcU/79p9JLIleu0/s1600-h/DSCF0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277678491871486658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4UoEK4IsI/AAAAAAAAAcU/79p9JLIleu0/s400/DSCF0929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay! My first photo with my new Spiritual sister, Rouxin ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4Ub0FWUtI/AAAAAAAAAcM/nA6u_zJsCvk/s1600-h/DSCF0931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277678281394901714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4Ub0FWUtI/AAAAAAAAAcM/nA6u_zJsCvk/s400/DSCF0931.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's all about the tree xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4UCoVbgBI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Gq_0ajzXSMo/s1600-h/DSCF0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277677848744394770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4UCoVbgBI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Gq_0ajzXSMo/s400/DSCF0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New friend =D Meet Yuling (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277831784307227170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST6gC2_l-iI/AAAAAAAAAcs/pyqUHYcZ4u8/s400/DSCF0932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;More new friends!!! Yizhen (right) and Melissa (left). They're sweet (: Okay, the dumpsters in background is not exactly a very nice background for a photo XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4T7HZ3t7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/U_C8MM_h9x8/s1600-h/DSCF0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277677719645566898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4T7HZ3t7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/U_C8MM_h9x8/s400/DSCF0936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yay! Another new friend!! Meet Flora =D She's really, really funny and outspoken. We talked non-stop; she reminds me of Chris! xD Except on the fact that she likes High School Musical :p Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6779176113784414879?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6779176113784414879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6779176113784414879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6779176113784414879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6779176113784414879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/12/cam-whorers-part-ii.html' title='Cam-whorers Part II'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4VOxWc2tI/AAAAAAAAAck/iOrLrIty-Zo/s72-c/DSCF0925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-8641301968282241084</id><published>2008-12-09T12:53:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:42:37.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cam-whorers Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Am slacking in the office after lunch =P Had a crazy morning because had to go through a weekend load of newspapers for the media clippings, then had to write a radio script, which I don't think it was well-written enough =S So anyways, taking my slacking time to update my blog! Unfortunately, my company's network block uploading of photos into facebook ): Geez. So have to do that tonight. And presenting Part I of our cam-whoring on Chris's birthday surprise at the luxurious Amara Hotel =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277649391317060914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST36KMKCjTI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ApSYRRi62s4/s400/PC040504.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Birthday girl looking super fine in the dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277649541055011618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST36S5-WWyI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/Ljryzq9PSzI/s400/PC040505.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Make a wish: "That I'll be prettier next year..." Haha. Same wish as last year xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277666726778777554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4J7PyML9I/AAAAAAAAAaE/SDBL2WR57GQ/s400/PC040507.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yummy Royal Chocolate cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277666908334066194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4KF0IWChI/AAAAAAAAAaM/KUmobXOkN_E/s400/PC040510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277667175421792258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4KVXHBUAI/AAAAAAAAAaU/p4hPuOW4awk/s400/PC040511.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Presenting the infamous (hehe) neighbour-on-the-hill... drrr... Ouyang!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277671302810338658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4OFm1IhWI/AAAAAAAAAas/6pTFj35RXsY/s400/PC040517.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Pretty Christmas tree ((=&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277668982546767970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4L-jLMIGI/AAAAAAAAAac/xfEN7GqhTU0/s400/n1438111093_151958_4270.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So pretty that we had to take a picture with it xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277671142882229106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4N8TDTO3I/AAAAAAAAAak/BuMTNVzzuvQ/s400/PC040521.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Birthday (not Paranoid) Queen!! We insisted that she wore that, and as sporting as she is, she did!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277671543092199282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4OTl8yv3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/-MF4mnkTY2o/s400/PC040523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277671788353347650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4Oh3nm4EI/AAAAAAAAAa8/lhbQXDLCyHs/s400/PC040524.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sam on a diet XP Only had one onion ring =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277671978394331778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4Os7k6KoI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4UZ2vnsvmfM/s400/PC040526.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jin Hong gor gor looking smart in his work clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277672226195428274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4O7WtS07I/AAAAAAAAAbM/7D3pgb874i0/s400/PC040528.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Unglam photo =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277672728259144850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4PYlCnLJI/AAAAAAAAAbU/8epzAIJrmaM/s400/PC040529.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yay! A second cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277672937286071746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4Pkvug9cI/AAAAAAAAAbc/EpRMxngsUfs/s400/PC040530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277673266164627746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4P345ReSI/AAAAAAAAAbk/rCXYwnqBJTg/s400/DSCF0922.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The next day, W452 and W480 celebrated two pretty girls' birthday! That is Hui Mien's (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277673520287131586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4QGrkzJ8I/AAAAAAAAAbs/zX-mGW-f-HA/s400/DSCF0923.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Lo' and behold, it's the EXACT same cake Chris's dance friends' bought!!! What are the odds?! xD xD xD This shows that there should be more bakery in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277673768181400850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST4QVHDZhRI/AAAAAAAAAb0/TRiqP6WHSwo/s400/DSCF0924.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pressies! They've each gotten a dress, which forgive me, I did not take a photo of&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And that concludes Part I ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8641301968282241084?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8641301968282241084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8641301968282241084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8641301968282241084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8641301968282241084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/12/cam-whorers-part-i.html' title='Cam-whorers Part I'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/ST36KMKCjTI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ApSYRRi62s4/s72-c/PC040504.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-5666382166185704488</id><published>2008-12-05T15:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:33:31.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Bored</title><content type='html'>My supervisor's out for a meeting, and I have NOTHING to do... Now that I'm bored in office, I guess I'll just blog random stuff... No one will then complain that this blog is dead or worse still, needs Jesus!!! XD XD XD Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really bored... 2 and a half hours more to go to cell group meeting tonight! Woohoo! And it's at Josh's place!! Yay! Haven't gone to his house since the days of W331. And get to be in the same cgm with Chris, Sitong and Josh! Feels like it's been forever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man... My sore throat lasted for a week after Asia Conference, and my fever was spikingly high. Now, praise God, it's way better, but it has developed into a cough, and today it has worsened due to eating Chris's birthday cake and onion rings last night =P Plus my pink colleague just offered me Pocky moments ago... I mean, Pocky, and not just an ordinary Pocky, but the really nice ones with almonds on it :d Who can ever resist Pocky??? Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this post can't emphasise any further how bored am I. Okay, let me describe my office... Firstly, it's freezing!! My pink colleague always blasts the AC. So funny, my supervisor called her a penguine once xD It really as if she's a penguine. She's like so immuned to the cold, yet my fingers feel as if icicles are forming on them xD Well, being a PR office, it is m.e.s.s.y! Papers are like piled everywhere and newspapers are stacked at a corner. It is really disorganised compare to my previous company. My ex-boss was rather particular about tidyness and stuff. Moving on to my job description. Besides my current nothingness and boredness, it gets busy in the morning as we have to go through newspapers and find articles, advertorials or ads on SAFRA, its competitors and market-related pieces. So I have to put in my language skills into use. Hehe. So yeah, am doing media clippings (my classmates would know what that is xD Aww... I miss them. Can't wait for school (: Oh yeah, I watched HSM3 with my classmates like... Okay... Long ago =P). Okay, back to media clippings. Yup, then have to summarise the article. Oh, I even have to read Chinese newspapers. Wow. I felt so out of place on my first day when I was instructed to do that as my Mandarin's rather rusty. But now, I'm adjusting to it (: Wahahaha, the neuron which stores my Mandarin knowledge in my brain is finally functioning after two years. Yesterday I had to go through SAFRA's website and check for any gramatical/spelling errors. And you will be surprise there are quite plenty of them. Enjoying my work so far... According to my other supervisor/mentor, he is letting me relax as it's my first week, but soon I have to chiong. Can't wait to be involved in their PR events and write my first press/media release ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, being a SAFRA member has lots of benefits!! So jealous! I want to serve NS and be a SAFRA member too xD The card offers so many discounts la! Haha, I was joking to Jin Hong yesterday that I can be a member next time too! That is I'll make sure my future husband's a SAFRA member, and I can shop till I drop! Muahahaha. Not to mention the spa and gym privileges. So nice... Oh, and movie discounts! XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just realised this is a lengthy post. Sorry guys for making you read this uninteresting piece. Just to add on, I was finally browsing through people's blogs and yes, like my blog, Elyn's blog has revived! Aww.. Her post made me so emo. Haha.. She says that she misses us ): Awww.. Oh yeah, another thing that I look forward to is her and Shaun's wedding!!!!!! Can't wait, can't wait =D I am so totally going to cam-whore and take lots of picture with the beautiful bride. I'm sure she'll look so gorgeous. Like what she told me in a sms: "dress pretty pretty"; which means I've got to go shopping!!!!! Pure joy!! But, haven't got my pay... God, I need provision =( My pay from my previous job never fail to delay because of its system, which is @%&amp;amp;#*!!! Ah well... So yeah, will go shopping next week! Need to get dresses, a pair of new shoes and accessories! Oh, want to thank JH gor gor and Sam for being so generous. I'm so broke so they treated my dinners. Aww... And last night Sam treated all of us!!! One laugh-out-loud moment was when he said to Chris "Happy Birthday" after paying for it!! HAHAHAHA! Burger King for a birthday meal XD Yeah, it was such a fun night! And I finally met Chris's notorious neighbour-on-the-hill, Ouyang! My goodness, she is sooooo soooo soooo hilarious!!! I love her!! Hahaha! Honestly, I can't stop laughing with her since we talked on the phone to plan Chris's surprise. Yay, new friend =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... I can type this forever... Bored to death )=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-5666382166185704488?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5666382166185704488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=5666382166185704488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5666382166185704488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5666382166185704488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-bored.html' title='So Bored'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-8518388875303203966</id><published>2008-12-05T11:51:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:40:49.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Out of Coma</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, my blog has been in a comatose state for a month. Rejoice, it has revived XP And it's being revived in my office =P Yeah, am blogging at work... Not much workload this morning =P Been really busy ever since Asia Conference. Speaking of which, it was awesome and such a success. Am so proud of CHC for pulling an event of such great scale! Furthermore, it was the first conference. But it was a tiring week. Did not get enough sleep as I reached home at around 1am, then have to wake up early for the morning session. One thing I found rewarding was that the conference gave me the opportunity to bond with my new cell, W480 (: Am getting to know them more and hope to build strong friendships, and that the cell will be more united.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Asia Conference, I applied for a Temp PR Assistant position at SAFRA, and by God's grace, I actually got the job!! So yes, I am in Public Relations! Wooo~~ The job also acts as an internship (= Am really happy that I got this opportunity. Thank you Lord! *hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG BIG WISH TO CHRISTINA!! Happy birthday my dear girl!!! =D =D Last night, Sam, JH and I went down to Amara Hotel to give her a surprise! And instead, she was relieved that Ouyang did not call a stripper. HAHA!!! Sheesh. She actually thought Ouyang would do that. Geez. So anyways, we had lots of fun. At around 10pm, Chris's friends from dance club came down to surprise her too! So the room got a bit cramped xD I hope this year is your best birthday yet Christina honey! Love you ^^ Now that I am at work, and my camera's back at home, I can't upload the photos we took, but I will soon ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I am just so amazed at how pink my colleaugue's desk is. Everything, I mean, EVERYTHING including her keyboard's pink!! LOL!! So funny. Like pink overload. Haha. But people in my office are nice (: Can't thank God enough of all His blessings. Oh, I have one bad news though... I failed my Psychology module :( Oops... No excellence in that. It was my fault because I stupidly missed the deadline for the RDA section, which stood quite alot of percentage in the module. If only I did not miss, I think I would have pass it, as the exam paper was fine. *sigh* Oh well... I will retake again, if not take a Marketing module. But, I did pretty okay for the rest of the modules. Hehehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8518388875303203966?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8518388875303203966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8518388875303203966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8518388875303203966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8518388875303203966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-out-of-coma.html' title='Blog Out of Coma'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-2148918905664054500</id><published>2008-11-02T21:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:03:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Season For Change</title><content type='html'>Want to thank God for being with me during my Psychology paper on Thursday [= I actually knew the answers to the questions!! I could feel God's Spirit with me throughout the exam. THANK YOU ABBA FATHER!! But the statistics/RDA part was a killer. I think will loose marks from there =( Well, by God's grace and mercy, I WILL pass!! One more paper to go on Friday and I'm done =D Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard a bad news from my dad that my boss and senior may be quitting in January. Oh no... I NEED to stay on. God, if not, give me a new open door, so I can have the financial ability to sow into Your kingdom for the next 6 months. For You are the one who give me the &lt;u&gt;power to get wealth!&lt;/u&gt; Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a very, okay, "very" is an understatement, extremely emotional Saturday for W331. It's time to say goodbye as we go our seperate ways to other cell groups to grow further; to help our future leaders; to impact lives; to be even greater servants than we are now. My heart sank and was devastated by the sudden decision made by Elyn. But, she wants to see us grow, and I'm sure it's hard for her to part from her "children". Litres of tears were shed by us. Couldn't help it, we love each other so much and have bonded really well. I'm going to miss each and every one of them as they have changed my life and made me feel so loved; not to mention to be a part of CHC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elyn: She's my first CGL in CHC (T-T) and I WILL never forget her! Our spiritual mommy... Am so touched by the time she sacrificed to give me BS... She's such a strong woman of God. I will carry her DNA, her wise impartations and teachings onto my new journey =)) Love you Elyn!!! ^^ Aspire to be as mighty as her! Elyn, like what you said, I will bring joy to my new family and be a helper to His ability that is in me. *muack*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina: My bestie girlfriend!!!! LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE you!!!!!!!!! She's my first CGC!! Such a bundle of joy and blesser. She really step into my life as such a wonderful friend and adviser. Will continue to be as joyous and loving as her =D Am gonna miss you honey! And we WILL continue to talk on the phone for hours and complete our to-do-list!! We MUST! Will miss her especially......... *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitong: My fellow Mass Commer!! She's such a darling. LOVE you sweets!! She's always smiley and cheerful. Just as we are bonding and opening up to each other, it's time for us to grow in our own ways. Sigh... Will miss her tonnes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh: He is one of the first few people to really reach out to me and made me feel so welcomed and at home when I first began to attend CHC. Love you brother! Am so gonna miss his craziness, our craze for K-dramas, and our crazy dance! Hahaha. Am gonna miss his corny jokes and his presence =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy: MY DEAR DEAR LITTLE BROTHER!!!! We really bonded as kakak and adik confiding in each other in troubled times *wink wink* Missing him so so much :( Different cell group with him. *SOB* Can't wait for you to be back in Singapore bro and to really give you a giant teddy bear hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Alright, he will be stuck with me in the new journey. Ahahaha. Thank God that at least he'll be with me, or else I will feel even more depressed parting with the others. We shall spread our "joy" (more of crappiness and rubbish) and "laughter" (more like scary and lame jokes) to our new cell. Wahaha. StillBrainstormin' invasion. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin Hong: Our big brother!! Oh shucks.. I couldn't stop crying when I saw the tears in his eyes as we celebrated his birthday yesterday. He is growing into a man now! Officially moving on to adulthood (= Time for him to get a girlfriend man!!!! IT"S TIME~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi: Oh man, another of my little brother. He NEVER fail to make me happy and cheer up when I'm down. Another little bundle of joy in W331. Can't wait to see him grow into a mightier man of God! He's such a sweetheart. *Hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guo Yang: He got so emotional, but he is a great brother to us all ((= His lack of presence is always miss by us. Now that he is growing up, may he be a greater brother! Manhood! *whoosh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan, Leon and Willy: Got to know them for a short time, but had fun times with each of them! May they grow stronger and more mature!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU W331!!!! We will FOREVER be W331! Let us grow mightier for Him and rise up to be a generation of history makers and world shakers! BIG BIG HUGS to them all!! Oh no, can feel my tears welling up again. Argh... I'd better go get some sleep. Need to chiong to morning prayer meeting tomorrow =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-2148918905664054500?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/2148918905664054500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=2148918905664054500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2148918905664054500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2148918905664054500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/11/season-for-change.html' title='A Season For Change'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-3801319211028603586</id><published>2008-10-29T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:15:14.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Thank God that my first paper went quite well yesterday =) It is impossible without Him. Like what Pastor Kong says, as I do my best, He WILL do the rest. I have two more to go... Psychology's tmr... Sigh. That's my least confident module =( God, I need You. Holy Spirit, I need Your annointing, Your strength. Give me the ability to focus and concentrate... All to glorify You and shine for You in the marketplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old worship song has been in my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refiner's fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart's one desire is to be Holy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set apart for You Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I choose to be Holy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set apart for You my Master&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ready to do Your will...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3801319211028603586?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3801319211028603586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3801319211028603586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3801319211028603586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3801319211028603586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-4578512706492874151</id><published>2008-10-28T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T18:03:31.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Day (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My secondary school classmates and I took the opportunity of a public holiday on Monday and finally hanged out after what felt like eons! I was so glad that even though I have a paper the next day (oops...) but I decided to go for this outing. I really miss their craziness and wackiness. We went for lunch at Seoul Garden and had tons of fun reminiscing our odd "psychotic club" (where I suppose I developed my likings for gore from xD). Followed by lunch, we watched The Coffin! Wahahahaa. Many of us thought it would be scary. It is soooo scary... NOT! Haha. I was disappointed. Thought would be in for a scare-fest. Lol. There were some shocking parts here and there, but I laughed at its attempt to scare us. Filzah and I actually yawned twice during a horror movie! Geez. I think I'm immuned to horror movies since Shutter (which was undeniably freaky!) Oh, one guy in the theatre actually screamed at one part, and I laughed! Ahahaha. Aren't I a meanie =P So yes, we totally cam-whored!! Muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgffFRSdhI/AAAAAAAAAXU/kq2SqhaloCY/s1600-h/PA270331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262490783433520658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgffFRSdhI/AAAAAAAAAXU/kq2SqhaloCY/s400/PA270331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My peeps! =D Guess who's behind the camera? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262491983237735762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQggk6455VI/AAAAAAAAAXc/2VHumiQaqxs/s400/IMGP0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Camera-woman back in the frame xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262492815066491058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQghVVsVaLI/AAAAAAAAAXk/m8kjkHaHQ-I/s400/PA270329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aww... My Spiritual sister ((= Her one invitation to a cgm a year ago changed my life :) Love ya lots Dor! Breakthrough for her: she threaded her eyebrows!!! *applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262493893537607874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgiUHT4sMI/AAAAAAAAAXs/fnrfaE-XCiI/s400/PA270330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;STESAFIL!!! Wahahahahahaha! How I miss our crazy and giggly moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262494987673857954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgjTzSS76I/AAAAAAAAAX0/5p9Bi65Pn3s/s400/IMGP0414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Playing around with Jacky's cap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262496661304197714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgk1OC3QlI/AAAAAAAAAX8/2xz1TN9IwZg/s400/IMGP0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...My turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262497548747596242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQglo4B24dI/AAAAAAAAAYE/3UB9AA84AtY/s400/IMGP0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;...And Regina's turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262498956810082994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgm61eHWrI/AAAAAAAAAYM/JCMu7wW-iNk/s400/PA270328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Min Kuan!! Spitirtual brother carrying CHC's DNA!! [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262499951327269506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgn0uVfUoI/AAAAAAAAAYU/pXbaQ3u6dD4/s400/PA270327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jacky and Yi Ting! CHC-ian too! Fellowshipping with PSP =.= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262500826818044466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgonrywYjI/AAAAAAAAAYc/v4YFZhhFNCs/s400/PA270372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And lunch is served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262501771195857602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgpep3-OsI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ySOLthLiOKA/s400/PA270348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My "masterpiece" xD Blah, I just dumped those stuff into the soup. But it looks kinda pretty... Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262502728784235922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgqWZK1TZI/AAAAAAAAAYs/vAdsBt-ZL2Q/s400/PA270349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Munchin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262503634227544114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgrLGNVwDI/AAAAAAAAAY0/gMb6WqurvLk/s400/PA270350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cookin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262505113696353746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgshNqMPdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/8Qlr4zcfQw4/s400/PA270351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmmm... Decisions, decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262506344054113698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgto1GVxaI/AAAAAAAAAZE/T5aDLpEaRL8/s400/PA270352.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; More cookin'. (Regina snapping away there in the background xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262507164467018130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQguYlYBOZI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NMm29coKhA8/s400/IMGP0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me snapping away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262508619086556162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgvtQQV7AI/AAAAAAAAAZU/tSkQJEp3C80/s400/PA270354.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Feelin' full and satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262509869076311138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgw2A1H7GI/AAAAAAAAAZc/nbyRIJwpVLw/s400/PA270361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I prefer the other table's soup. Ahaha. Thanks to Yi Ting adding in salted veg :d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262511431373055426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgyQ81sZcI/AAAAAAAAAZk/J7hJ3bp8ee8/s400/PA270366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The aftermath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262513063420990306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgzv8sPk2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/X6fPCfnV_XE/s400/PA270375.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is both hilarious and disturbing at the same time! Filzah's caarayzeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-4578512706492874151?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/4578512706492874151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=4578512706492874151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4578512706492874151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4578512706492874151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/10/wonderful-day.html' title='Wonderful Day (:'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQgffFRSdhI/AAAAAAAAAXU/kq2SqhaloCY/s72-c/PA270331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-375013734597182798</id><published>2008-10-26T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:37:15.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How true...</title><content type='html'>Stumbled upon this image while googling xD But it really is so true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261486851969608930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQSOalIJbOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/v_cSGRPb5HU/s400/Printa29.gif" border="0" /&gt;Wow... Another convinction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-375013734597182798?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/375013734597182798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=375013734597182798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/375013734597182798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/375013734597182798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-true.html' title='How true...'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQSOalIJbOI/AAAAAAAAAXE/v_cSGRPb5HU/s72-c/Printa29.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-451743975048182816</id><published>2008-10-26T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:52:22.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 56th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yeap, it was my dad's 56th birthday on Thursday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPA! We had dinner at a simple Thai restaurant which he mentioned that he liked the food. Yes, the food were REALLY good. The whole meal cost less than $70, and the portions were more than generous. A breakthrough: I bought my dad's cake with my hard-earned-blood-and-sweat-money! It feels great to be a blesser ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261466034193270514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQR7e03fhvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7SVd9jbC2yc/s400/PA230312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261470511957975090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQR_jd1yoDI/AAAAAAAAAWc/zj7Gc6lMJNk/s400/PA230314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261472715728772562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQSBjvhsXdI/AAAAAAAAAWk/cR_SsmDF5Ao/s400/PA240316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Somehow, the cheesecake looks small in this pic xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261473928807845154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQSCqWmSDSI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PkC7D3Qm2lk/s400/PA240319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261475102497767826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQSDuq7xAZI/AAAAAAAAAW0/fdjQn2dLQ18/s400/PA240321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-451743975048182816?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/451743975048182816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=451743975048182816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/451743975048182816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/451743975048182816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-56th-birthday.html' title='Happy 56th Birthday'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SQR7e03fhvI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7SVd9jbC2yc/s72-c/PA230312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-132464499141196858</id><published>2008-10-21T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:55:48.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Believe You're My Healer</title><content type='html'>Still having fever and runny nose, and developed a cough... Great! *roll eyes* Did not go to work again. It's been two days and my senior and boss doesn't seem happy about it. Felt groggy and cold when I woke up. Supposed to revise for my exams.. But my imperfect body doesn't allow me to. Once I lied on the bed, I just dozed off for a couple of hours; along with my notes and textbooks above my head =/ Argh, my flesh is weak! By faith, I believe I'll be healed by tomorrow morning, and will go to work and study and go for BS!!! By His Spirit and Power! Fighting~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me ~Phil 4:13&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-132464499141196858?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/132464499141196858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=132464499141196858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/132464499141196858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/132464499141196858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-believe-youre-my-healer.html' title='I Believe You&apos;re My Healer'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6977336495913033908</id><published>2008-10-20T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:59:07.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cross You're Carrying</title><content type='html'>This email really spoke to me and got me thinking =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259152151403601346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxDBHwkncI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TUxnrYHLYYc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259152374151495314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxDOFjzvpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qUMD4lmsh-I/s400/untitled+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259152592103773042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxDaxfrk3I/AAAAAAAAAUM/FY88-AggOFM/s400/untitled+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259152903325568626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxDs44vTnI/AAAAAAAAAUU/R2xcgj-PF-o/s400/untitled+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259153172281861218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxD8i06pGI/AAAAAAAAAUc/x6GDTi5eQyI/s400/untitled+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259153584317923602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxEUhx-ARI/AAAAAAAAAUk/TqD7sIJ7Xrs/s400/untitled+6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259154470879833410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxFIIezLUI/AAAAAAAAAU0/jFbbeYMb-mE/s400/untitled+7.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259154953970181506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxFkQIg5YI/AAAAAAAAAU8/I9cuOrA_jZQ/s400/untitled+8.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259155265444419442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxF2Ydwl3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/JlTVIKqGnl0/s400/untitled+9.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259155912127972306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxGcBjIg9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/soodsUy7FDI/s400/untitled+10.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259156396737082674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxG4O28tTI/AAAAAAAAAVU/PtbOGB_8-r0/s400/untitled+11.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259156757723213218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxHNPov7aI/AAAAAAAAAVc/c2tEh0WU9FE/s400/untitled+12.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259157156763243042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxHkeLTkiI/AAAAAAAAAVk/O2fBbN6xamA/s400/untitled+13.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We often complain about the cross we bear but don't realize it is preparing us for the dip in the road that God can see and we can't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever your cross, whatever your pain,there will always be sunshine, after the rain....Perhaps you may stumble, perhaps even fall;But God's always ready, to answer your call....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He knows every heartache, sees every tear,a word from His lips, can calm every fear...Your sorrows may linger, throughout the night. But suddenly vanish, dawn's early light...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Savior is waiting, somewhere above,to give you His grace, and send you His love...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6977336495913033908?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6977336495913033908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6977336495913033908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6977336495913033908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6977336495913033908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/10/cross-youre-carrying.html' title='The Cross You&apos;re Carrying'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPxDBHwkncI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TUxnrYHLYYc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-3078334261661722219</id><published>2008-10-20T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:11:14.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Month of Contemplating</title><content type='html'>My blog posting frequency is really decreasing... I did not go to work today. I NEED rest, as suddenly I caught a runny nose and slight fever. But by His stripes and grace, I will be healed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, October has been a month of contemplation. Everything in my life has been great and I'm thankful for God's blessings. But, so many things just makes me wonder and bugging God: "what am I good at??? What do You want me to do in this earth???" Work is getting stagnent.. I know that I can do more than what I am doing now. I had to wear a costume which made me feel like a brainless object and some people really treated us disrespectfully. I saw the real side of this fallen world. As for schoolwork, no matter how hard I tried, I just get Pass or Credit. Am I not trying hard enough. Shot To Fame was pretty much a disaster xD Got rejected of course. Ahahaha. But on the positive side, I had TONNES of fun with Sam and Khoon Fai while practicising, and got to know more people in church. Perhaps we had TOO much fun goofing around instead of practising... We weren't that serious anyway. Heh. But big big CONGRATS to &lt;em&gt;TheFocus&lt;/em&gt;!! Woohoo!! They were awesome! And Jason, their lead vocalist received Christ becuase of this event. Praise God! I hope they win!!! But the other two bands who got in are super good too.. To the extend of being professionals. This got me thinking though.... Seriously, what am I good at??? What are the talents that I have been given which can make me the salt of the earth, light of the world and a history maker? God...?? Talk to me... Your voice and calling seem so far away sometimes... I want to be so close to You Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week of facing stress in the marketplace makes me appreciate W331 and CHC even more. I look forward to see my dearest people every week. Without God's touch and their friendship, I really can't persevere. Edge night and service rocked! Abba Father definately spoked to everyone of us. He ensured me that I am precious in His eyes. Thanks for this wonderful honour.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming up... So I really need to concentrate and get down to studying hard! Though demoralised, I trust in Him that He'll do the rest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259143596794252434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPw7PLWxDJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8R0gaPxWtpU/s400/StillBrainstormin+and+TheFocus+xD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;StillBrainstormin' and TheFocus. Muahahaha. Potae, Jason, Stany and Eugene rocked the house man!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will not give up. Give me the anointing so I can be just as creative as You, my Elohim. I will forever cling on to the cross and endure the hardships in this race and set my eyes on the pearly gates, my crown, my palace and finally seeing You and bowing down at Your throne (=&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3078334261661722219?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3078334261661722219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3078334261661722219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3078334261661722219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3078334261661722219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/10/month-of-contemplating.html' title='A Month of Contemplating'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SPw7PLWxDJI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8R0gaPxWtpU/s72-c/StillBrainstormin+and+TheFocus+xD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-8943274879467310164</id><published>2008-10-03T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:45:21.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is A Blog Entry... Tadaaa!</title><content type='html'>Okay, this blog hasn’t been updated for a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; LONG time! I’ve been really occupied with many things. I’m juggling with church, school and work. SOOOO many events and things has happened in the past few weeks, wonderful and great things of course! =D &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things at work have been rather good, am getting busier, and more familiarised with my job scope and the company as well. My boss is really nice and thank God that she has really been treating me so well, God’s favour is indeed very strong. Well, now that I’m working and studying at the same time, I feel that I’m being more fruitful; more motivation to do my assignments earlier before the deadline. And all these are not my own ability, but His ability in me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been serving in children’s church for a few times and really had fun serving God =D The kids were of course super cute! But there are some who are....... *shake head and sigh* Hahaha.. Well, kids will be kids. But yeah, probably this is God’s ministry for me bah (=&lt;br /&gt;Church has been AWESOME!! This is the season of Arise and Build, so Pastor Kong’s sermons are even more impactful and powerful than ever! God’s presence is always extremely strong and tangible in His house, aka the audi. He answered my prayer beyond my expectations! Last week, I wrote down what are the blessings that I want Him to give me, the moment I wrote that ‘full-stop’, I immediately started to weep so hard. Tears kept on rolling as I heard Holy Spirit spoke to me that yes, my prayers will be answered. And indeed, PRAISE the Lord, they are. My pay is beyond my expectations! And am very happy with the amount =D Thank you Abba Father. You NEVER fail me ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cell group are the lovely people whom I look forward to meeting with every week. I LOVE, LOVE all of them!! They are great Godly people. So here are some of the beautiful pics of us beautiful God-men. Wahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252594323584827586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SOT2tTaBwMI/AAAAAAAAATM/wMi6IZKoX0Y/s400/15-8-08+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aww... W331!! This is the current wallpaper for my Creative Zen ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252594519432283874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SOT24s_sxuI/AAAAAAAAATU/xe4TInvSv3w/s400/15-8-08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252596688648716514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SOT4299MwOI/AAAAAAAAATc/BX-CJlbcT6g/s400/MINDS+cafe+19-9-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Like stupid fringe... get away! xD We went to Minds Cafe and we had TONS of fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252597125340951682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SOT5QYwvdII/AAAAAAAAATk/oDa8nIfGzqE/s400/Specs!+The+Edge+Night+Oct+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris's ridiculously huge pair of specs!! She is one of those few people in this planet who can carry this specs off well! Hahah! This was taken after CHC's first ever youth service *cheer* *clap* - The Edge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252597512096838210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SOT5m5ih8kI/AAAAAAAAATs/FaPAEDbOnsk/s400/Specs!+The+Edge+Night+Oct+08.+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Geez... I look all pinched up xD Was trying to control my laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, oh, I managed to drag Sam [Chew] to be my guitarist at a competition called A Shot To Fame organized by CHC (rules). So yay, we formed a band! Our name is quite lame and really silly but I think it’s the best name we thought at that short time-span. Since we were brainstorming for a name, I had an epiphany: why not call ourselves Brainstormin’?? Sam thought it was funny and that it fits us well and agreed. But later he added “still”, so yes, officially, we and a new band member – Kun Fai – another guitarist are called…….. StillBrainstormin’!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Funnay, I know! But isn’t it cute xD xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as a vocalist, I had my first training. I was dumbfounded when we had to sing! When it was my turn, my left hand literally was trembling and while holding the lyrics sheet, it was shaking. Laughs. I was really nervous. But thank God the trainer commented that it was good and I have good dynamics =) But need to work a few emphasises to add in more emotion… Well, hope that by God’s grace, StillBrainstormin’ can get through the auditions and into the finals. To really glorify Him with the talents that He has given unto us :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come support if…. Ahem, be positive… I mean, WHEN we make it!! Lol. Okay?? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8943274879467310164?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8943274879467310164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8943274879467310164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8943274879467310164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8943274879467310164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-blog-entry-tadaaa.html' title='This Is A Blog Entry... Tadaaa!'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SOT2tTaBwMI/AAAAAAAAATM/wMi6IZKoX0Y/s72-c/15-8-08+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-5553770914056759618</id><published>2008-09-11T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:22:14.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Your Faithful Child"</title><content type='html'>A song which says it all... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine living without&lt;br /&gt;Without Your love&lt;br /&gt;My life would tumble down&lt;br /&gt;My joy will cease&lt;br /&gt;I will never be able&lt;br /&gt;To be who I am, where I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love You&lt;br /&gt;I love You Lord&lt;br /&gt;I love You&lt;br /&gt;With all of me&lt;br /&gt;Who am I that You love me so&lt;br /&gt;I wanna lay down my life&lt;br /&gt;And be called Your faithful child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hold my world in,&lt;br /&gt;In Your hands&lt;br /&gt;I trust in You Father&lt;br /&gt;Every step of the way&lt;br /&gt;I believe that You are&lt;br /&gt;Always there, carrying me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bridge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will follow You O God&lt;br /&gt;Even if people call me fool&lt;br /&gt;I will never stop reaching out to You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-5553770914056759618?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5553770914056759618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=5553770914056759618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5553770914056759618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5553770914056759618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-faithful-child.html' title='&quot;Your Faithful Child&quot;'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-3042278427134350274</id><published>2008-09-11T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:08:35.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejoice in Every Single Thing</title><content type='html'>Nothing special has been going on... Things has been good; everything's been smooth-sailing; am hanging in there in my assignments and work because of His strenght and endurance. Am being blessed abundantly; everything's peaceful. Indeed, God is my peace. Am closer with Him than ever; receiving revelations; gaining more underdstanding in the Word; learn more about life and my weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and celebrate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have low iron level. Found that out when I finally gotten the guts to go donate blood. Shucks... I got free iron tablets though xD But still haven't take any... Ah well. Dor went for facial session with me today. Breakthrough for her!! Ahahaha. The pain.... The torture... A monthly sacrifice I must go through to have nice complexion. Well, what's in the inward must shine onto the outward. Amen? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3042278427134350274?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3042278427134350274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3042278427134350274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3042278427134350274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3042278427134350274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/09/rejoice-in-every-single-thing.html' title='Rejoice in Every Single Thing'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-2450690004602258834</id><published>2008-09-01T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:59:43.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel..... Oh So Blessed</title><content type='html'>I can't say 'thank yous' for trillion, kezilions times enough to You. Your love and blessing to me are so overwhelming. Your embrace is amazing; just to feel Your touch again make me feel like no one compares to You; no fathers are better than You. All these are not by coincidences or by my own strenght, but by the works of Your Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've gotten the job, my family has been so supportive. My mom blessed me with several office wears, and more $$! =D She's really been there to advice me on the working environment, and she even prayed for me... And a mother's prayer for her child is truly powerful. I LOVE YOU MOM!! I thank God everyday that you are my mummy. Yes, no one's perfect but you've been fulfilling your role as a wonderful mom ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of work. After a rather long time, I woke up at 7am. Hehe... No more staying up late from now onwards =( Again, woke up like zombie panda, cos slept at 2am last night. But I was excited to go to work. However, to dress up, make up and walk around in heels (standing all the way from Woodlands to Chinatown... in HEELS. Pure torture...) are a chore. Though I have to admit, the feeling's gooood. Hahah. I feel so grown up. Heh. Work was great. I had to do paperwork, sorting out mails/emails, contact couriers (the first time!), pick up calls, filing, try my best to exhibit servanthood and pay attention to nitty-gritty details. Well, start with small and humble beginnings. Servanthood will open up my destiny! My boss is so nice! And so is other colleagues; they are friendly as I am just a rookie. And Joanna, who is mentoring me as a senior really guided me and preped me so well. I learnt alot in one day. I really enjoyed myself and applied my fetish for organising paperwork. Mmmm... Organising... Laughs. Can't wait to go beyond the admin work and really get involve in the marketing/comms aspect to gain knowledge and application :) Really thank God for such favour of men, for His wisdom upon me, and His discernment. Day 2 begins in 11 hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I desire is to make You so proud of me; to shine for You; to glorify You; that I will be an honourable daughter in Your eyes; that one day when I see You face to face and finally embrace You in my arms, that one sentence from You will make everything worthwhile - "well done, My good and faithful servant." O, how my soul longs for that day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-2450690004602258834?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/2450690004602258834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=2450690004602258834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2450690004602258834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2450690004602258834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-oh-so-blessed.html' title='I Feel..... Oh So Blessed'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-8188285134251701292</id><published>2008-08-30T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:46:19.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>Sammy has left the building (I just have to add in this cheesy line)... I mean, Singapore. He's off to Taipei for SIX months for his attachment. SIX months without my dear little brother :( Oh man.. I miss him already. He's been such a close friend to me. Us two crazy people constantly laughing and confiding in each other in our problems. Great.. Now I feel like crying. Managed not to cry while sending him off at the airport this morning. I felt so sad while seeing him leaving from the checkpoint to board the plane. Then, during lunch at &lt;em&gt;Popeye's &lt;/em&gt;with the rest of the gang, it felt weird without his presence there with us. I could feel my tears welling up while queing to buy the food; him not being there during service also felt like something's amiss. Argh! I sound so emo xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like I'm holding him back. Haha. But, it's a great opportunity and experience for him. I wish I have the chance to go on-campus at Aussie.. Now thinking that how much I'm gonna miss my family, spiritual family (esp!!) and my dear friends, perhaps it's best I stick around. Or else I'll be emo again, and fill 10 buckets up with my salty tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya dik Sammy! God's with you every step of the way! Stay strong yea! HUGS~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8188285134251701292?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8188285134251701292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8188285134251701292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8188285134251701292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8188285134251701292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-hate-goodbyes.html' title='I Hate Goodbyes'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-3722353439202585396</id><published>2008-08-28T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:00:41.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thank You Lord</title><content type='html'>PRAISE THE LORD!!! I love, love, love You Father!! After many weeks of deciding and prayer, He has answered me beyond what I expected. That's what He does, catching me off guard sometimes, but in a good way. I've gotten a part-time job with the help of my Heavenly Father and earthly father too! Not just any ordinary part-time jobs which involve retailing, standing at the cashier, and always "wishing to be anywhere else but here" kind of jobs. But, my dream job! I will be working at &lt;em&gt;Sopexa&lt;/em&gt;, a France-based company which manages the marketing and communications aspects of French winery, produce, and cordinates events such as French fairs at convention centres. I am super excited at this wonderful opportunity to gain experiences in the field which I am studying. For now, I will help out at the administrative area, but according to my senior, they will need me to be involve in writng the company newsletter&lt;em&gt;,  Salut&lt;/em&gt;, press releases, and the next PR event. Excited yet nervous. At the back of my mind, I fear that I am not capable enough. Studying and application is a world of difference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep on Tuesday night, was so nervous at the thought of my first interview the following day. I got at most three hours of sleep, and I woke up looking like a Zombie Panda (the horror version of &lt;em&gt;Kung Fu Panda&lt;/em&gt; xD). Thank God for the invention of make-up. I looked fresher after that. Haha. Had a hard time finding the office, got lost a little, but I found it eventually, and wasn't late for the interview. *phew*. Being late for interviews is a big no-no. I liked the environment and the people. The boss is nice too :) The interview was really casual and informal, and she did not even ask for my resume (which took me hours to prepare). I will start work on Monday morning. On top of that, having an income of my own is definately a plus. I'm glad to lessen my parents' financial burden. So for now, mummy, you just have to pay my school fees =D Hehehe. Furthermore, Arise and Build, here I come with my hard-earned money!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big, big thank you to my dear CG for praying for me =) I love you W331! You rule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I need to juggle work and study, I have increased motivation to complete my assignments before the deadline and to give it my best. I have three assignments to chiong on. I can do it with His strenght! I can expand my capacity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner at &lt;em&gt;New York New York&lt;/em&gt; with Simin and Chris. World, let me announce a comment that made by Simin on me: you slimmed down!!!!!!! Muahahahahahaha!!! Woohoo! Efforts does pay off! But, not much effort leh.. I have been eating alot. Had dinner with CG at Botak Jones on Tuesday night! Feeling oily (quoting Sammy. Haha). Anyway, had a fun girls' night out, though would have been more fun if Riny could join :( We ordered baked mussels which were divine, jiggy piggy (should be juicy piggy xD), good ol' pizza and mudpie (which I did not like. I stopped after two spoons...). Thank you Chris for paying off my outstanding amount. I stupidly thought I brought the right amount of cash =.= We took pictures! A pretty picture of a FREE cotton-candy! Haha. Taste better when it's free doesn't it. Will post the pics when I get them. Oh Chris........??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3722353439202585396?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3722353439202585396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3722353439202585396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3722353439202585396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3722353439202585396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-thank-you-lord.html' title='I Thank You Lord'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-5006896433589551780</id><published>2008-08-18T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T23:45:22.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Part of the Family</title><content type='html'>Again, has been quite a long time since my last entry. Either do not have the mood or time to do it. Well, assignments been flooding it. I was quite dissapointed at myself on my last Media, Culture and Power assingment as I was so silly to thought that the due date was a few days later. I just felt like kicking myself. I handed it in a day later, and got the 2% penalty for late submission. Positively, I'd rather hand in a quality work late than rushing it and hand it on time but with low quality. Now again, I feel like kicking myself because I do not have an idea for my next feature article piece. I do have a few, but, need to make sure it'll be a good one. And time is ticking away. Oh man, I really need to improve on my time management. I need to be more organised and buck up! Need to remember to do all things with excellence, i.e., exceed my expectations. And this semester, I have not been fulfilling that at all. Sorry God, for not doing my best to shine for You. I need to glorify You and be a much better testament. I need to persevere and endure! Be a good finisher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent my last week finishing an awesome book, &lt;em&gt;The Prayer of Jabez&lt;/em&gt;. I learned so much about praying and my spiritual life. Can't wait to read &lt;em&gt;Good Morning Holy Spirit&lt;/em&gt;. Dor and I are going to swap books. Waha. Another book is &lt;em&gt;Princess&lt;/em&gt;, a great book I borrowed from Ana. Sorry girl, I still haven't finish it yet... Hehe. But I love it! It shows the true and ugly side of an oppressed princess in Saudi Arabia. I feel so angry while reading it. Because she doesn't have any rights as a woman, and women are really third-class citizens. Though these are not instructions by Prophet Mohamed, the women really do not have any freedom. So sad la... And it's already the twentyfirst-century for pit's sake! Argh~~ *Feminist* I truly thank God that I'm born in such a blessed nation and family that I'm not oppressed in anyway, and can practice religion freely :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay... I need to chill. Haha. Oh yay, I went for newcomers' dinner at Roland Resturant. Good food! And had fun! The highlight is that we took pictures with pastors!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235881561209810802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SKmWif3tr3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/qpDOYurwgWo/s400/Pastor+Kong!!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pastor Kong! Our spirtitual father =) And founder of the rockin' God's house - CHC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235882199794581954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SKmXHqyMAcI/AAAAAAAAAQE/OWXtgPxfPKA/s400/Pastor+Dereck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pastor Dereck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235882477188761314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SKmXX0KHRuI/AAAAAAAAAQM/4IGghCltq2I/s400/Pastor+Aries.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pastor Aries! Dari Indonesia juga. Oh man... I misplaced the photo with Pastor Zhuang, our zone-supervisor. And, did not manage to take photo with Pastor Tan. Shucks..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay, I'm part of CHC family~~!! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-5006896433589551780?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5006896433589551780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=5006896433589551780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5006896433589551780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5006896433589551780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-part-of-family.html' title='I Am Part of the Family'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SKmWif3tr3I/AAAAAAAAAP8/qpDOYurwgWo/s72-c/Pastor+Kong!!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-7300685440275890992</id><published>2008-08-05T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T18:01:04.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercy by Parachute Band</title><content type='html'>This song really touches my heart with its beautiful lyrics and melody. Indeed, without God's mercy, I wouldn't have been where and who I am. You have always been my Father when I did not have one. You were always with me. I love You Dad!!! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here I am a sinner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Broken and in need of You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take my life and wash my fears away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For You are the great I am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rest assured I need Your hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holding me untill the darkness comes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Father to the fatherless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Redeemer of my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My life is Yours forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart will always know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your mercy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mercy made me whole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your mercy found me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Called me as Your own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-7300685440275890992?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/7300685440275890992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=7300685440275890992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7300685440275890992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7300685440275890992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/08/mercy-by-parachute-band.html' title='Mercy by Parachute Band'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-433644587485473781</id><published>2008-08-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:32:52.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival of Praise 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230536354133994402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SJaZGfzsa6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/qKLGuh-EVF0/s400/FOP-Flyer_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Yes, it's another year of FOP! A time of amazing praise and worship, enlightening sermons and a preview of what heaven would be like. Worshipping Him for eternity... Singing of His love, glory and mercy forever and ever. Wow! Can't wait for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day one was great!! The atmosphere was so hyped up, everyone came with expectations to encounter God. Reuben Morgan (AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH~~~~~~~) and the Hillsong team (AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~), Parachute band (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH) and Pastor Mike Conner (WWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~~~~) really ministered us into His presence. Oh, I met Melina! My goodness, she has changed soooo much! She has metamorphesised into a MEI NU!! She looks so xiao jie now xD She used to be quite tomboyish. Haha. Now guys are gonna drool after her. Mom came for the second night ^^ She enjoyed the sermon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went for all three nights, and no regrets! Kudos to Dor, Ash and JH going for all three days too. I would have regretted if I did not go. Oh, Pastor Kong came for the third night!!!! Yay~~~ I did not missed him. Though I was really tired, I went all out to jump and sing, but I feel so refreshed and energised! Had a time of my life with God :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's one of my highlight of the event. The third night, I couldn't resist, and bought Parachute Band's album because there was an autograph session!!! Wahahahaha. I was so excited! Dor, Ash and JH accompanied me, I felt rather embarressed as I NEVER went for this kind of meet-and-greet session. But they're awesome! A bunch of men who use the talents God has given unto them. Their music has such strong annointing! The lead singer's voice is seriously God-giventh. Saw Omega in person (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH), I was quite flustered (hehehe) when he said: "Aren't you jolly and cheerful." Hahahahahaa. Perhaps because I was smiling like an idiot, or positively, I have the joy of the Holy Ghost. Hahahaha. I took a picture with him!! And got all their singatures on the album cover and CD. I was like on cloud nine after that. They are so nice and asked for our names. So friendly! Dor they all were like: OUT OUT! xD Omega........... *blush* I think I developed a minor crush on him la... Can't help it, he's cute =P Furthermore, was really touched by his testimony. Sorry God, I still love you more okay?? More than everyone (including Omega.......) and everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230543118581335986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SJafQPVnh7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/yaqfZjc1prY/s400/Omega+Levine+from+Parachute+Band!!+FOP+08+xD.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Omega Levine *scream*.................... He's so cute and teddy-bearish. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230543834513066626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SJaf56ZCyoI/AAAAAAAAAPg/Yk9aKvSjSy0/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230544182089827010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SJagOJNzQsI/AAAAAAAAAPo/UVaTcJwCN6c/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A special page for Omega (okay, I seriously need to stop this sillyness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230544636088298018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SJagokfeKiI/AAAAAAAAAPw/z_vMfeqt89Q/s400/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looking forward to PB's next album release, &lt;em&gt;Technicolour, &lt;/em&gt;and FOP 2009!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Barricade the road that goes nowhere, I choose the TRUE ROAD to somewhere (Psalm 119)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-433644587485473781?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/433644587485473781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=433644587485473781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/433644587485473781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/433644587485473781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/08/festival-of-praise-08.html' title='Festival of Praise 08'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SJaZGfzsa6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/qKLGuh-EVF0/s72-c/FOP-Flyer_08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-8244468791630560493</id><published>2008-07-29T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T16:08:19.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Higher Diploma Graduation Ceremony</title><content type='html'>The ceremony was held at Raffles City Convention Centre and Miss Irda was the emcee! Doing her job as a PR. The atmosphere was overly-serious, so us being mass commers did our job in contributing to noise pollution. Wahahaha. We were the noisiest bunch. We were the only ones who stood up and cheered for Jaya when she received her Outstanding Student Award. And I cheered for my fellow classmates when they go up to stage one-by-one. I think people must be thinking amusedly that I was some hyperactive kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228105527205762642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI32Rv1bFlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eCAKzbkUR7I/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aww... A "Brokeback Mountain" moment xD Aduh, pak cik Ponco doesn't know how to tie a tie properly *smack head*. He needs to dress up like that more! He always dresses in berms and baggy shirts. Oh, he looked sharp in shirt and pants. Next time ladies will be drooling over him in the office. Ahahaha. (Arnold: "This feels so wrong.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228106280352827138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI329lhrRwI/AAAAAAAAAMk/khlrNZFC44c/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready in the changing room. Make-up, check; gown, check; sash, check; mortar board, check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228106612142757922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI33Q5ij2CI/AAAAAAAAAMs/EejynPsSIv4/s400/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All hail Father Barry Benjamin Chua. Hahahaha. He really does look like a priest. He was my lecturer for Web Production. The classes were so fun! Rather than being serious, we often gossiped and cracked corny jokes. That explains the Pass I recieved for that module. Hehe. He's one ultra humourous and cynical guy; so round and jolly as well xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228107081376382178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI33sNkkvOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/J7MALiTyiFA/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Queuing up to go up to the stage. Spotted me? (Oh... so &lt;em&gt;THIS&lt;/em&gt; is how my back looks like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228107484098746754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI34Dp1EWYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/WteoJk4bHTE/s400/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Presenting............. RHM7-01F/FF. Class of 2007!!!!! WOOHOO~~ (Okay, my gown was falling apart. I was drowning in it! They should provide XS or petite sizes for shorties like moi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228108020105290354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI34i2m_InI/AAAAAAAAANE/-6iRwXdnTBQ/s400/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                    Our three juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228108644527704946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI35HMw5C3I/AAAAAAAAANU/OVlC6zuhmQM/s400/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                        Hehehehe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228108305084503042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI34zcPU1AI/AAAAAAAAANM/dkqxCKxgXF4/s400/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                              Aww... My dear girls :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228109275438408034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI35r7FuYWI/AAAAAAAAANc/0AANREiFl5Y/s400/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228110321621958850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI36o0bUgMI/AAAAAAAAANk/KE_4VamnATs/s400/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Irda!! ^^ One of my favourite lecturers. She taught us PR and Advertising. One nice lady (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228110647717824322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI367zOoh0I/AAAAAAAAANw/8AMKjZGxaGg/s400/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228326291094618930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI6_D5aHwzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/Vgc3cTga1V0/s400/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228326503268386194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI6_QP0ShZI/AAAAAAAAAOA/J3dcIfSLW6o/s400/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                               Matthew super extra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228326780494837330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI6_gYkOdlI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3efk3Vrgtqo/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My fellow countryman! Hammond the Johor boy. Again, went through torturous GLSs with him last year. (Oh dear, I look so chubby =.= Darn you camera angle!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228327279812520514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI6_9cq1qkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cK-PokwinWk/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jaya!! Outstanding Student 2007. So proud of her!!!!!! *kisses* (Matthew extra again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228327853137631298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI7Ae0eMmEI/AAAAAAAAAOY/oGa0i1iLtO0/s400/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One of the extremely-nice and polite admin staff =) She's so sweet... Oh the food was gooood! Especially the sour-dough tuna sandwiches... We were like a bunch of starving refugess. After the ceremony has ended, we charged to the buffet and bar. Chiong ah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228328683674988306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI7BPKdu7xI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mLuVrAP2reM/s400/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I can't wait to see our "power ranger" (long story... An insiders' joke. Right Ana? *wink*) shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228329211713218706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI7Bt5j26JI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ZS43sr4KNcE/s400/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Glroy, glory Mass Comm United~~~ Glory, glory Mass Comm United~~~ Sounds like a soccer team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228329657878908146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI7CH3qDDPI/AAAAAAAAAOw/e2EG3rmXmk8/s400/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our headmaster. He's so cute and smiley; like a friendly grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228342006370302578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI7NWpX0enI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Oha4qvVCDs8/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                   Miss Mona!! Love her!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228342558671157714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI7N2y2mudI/AAAAAAAAAPA/C6eX3TaxZZc/s400/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                       Yoz... All the girlz in da club...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228342998971818818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI7OQbGdo0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/l5c-0f42jNs/s400/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                       WE ARE THE GRADUATES!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really enjoyed myself. It was such a blast. I would have regret it if I did not go. Congratulations to us all. Oh man, am sooooo gonna miss all of them after we are done with Uni =( I love all you guys!! XOXO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8244468791630560493?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8244468791630560493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8244468791630560493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8244468791630560493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8244468791630560493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/07/higher-diploma-graduation-ceremony.html' title='Higher Diploma Graduation Ceremony'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SI32Rv1bFlI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eCAKzbkUR7I/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-5145958190431329145</id><published>2008-07-25T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T00:51:40.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For He's a Jolly Good Fellow</title><content type='html'>Yes, yes, I haven't update my blog for two weeks. Well, pretty much nothing to talk about. Do not want to bore you guys with Structuralism, Post-structuralism, High Culture, Mass Culture, Marxism and what not. School's been fine, but I just realised I have an assignment due next Thursday, and don't have a clue how to go about doing it... yet =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, it was my brother's 25th birthday on Wednesday! He's halfway to 50!! *Gasp* Had a simple celebration for dear gor gor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226874052485686802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SImWQfAdphI/AAAAAAAAALQ/r2R2iGR3Ljk/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226874462210210386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SImWoVWZulI/AAAAAAAAALY/i572OvLH5Ss/s400/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226874983182586530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SImXGqH5UqI/AAAAAAAAALg/p9NAYqpkN6E/s400/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Okay, I look rather retarded here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226875719005757986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SImXxfRz4iI/AAAAAAAAALo/CZPbkQU2RTs/s400/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chocolate Supreme... It was really rich and not exactly a cake, because the ratio of fudge to flour is like 4:1. But I can imagine my dear chocoholic duo - Ana and Dor - drooling over it and indulge it. I lean more to vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226876992211774866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SImY7mVx7ZI/AAAAAAAAALw/PfzEzSr3yQY/s400/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Decisions, decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227350738664851698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SItHzRZ-iPI/AAAAAAAAAMA/aYAmxP28Xw4/s400/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Picture time! Okay, we look yellow. It was my fault... I forgot to turn on the flash =.= And I look rather emo with the cap and oversized top. It was freezing due to the heavy rain la. When I reach home, suddenly got fever and my stomach didn't feel well. But, thank God for healing, because after awhile, they were gone!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227351602943288242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SItIllGA47I/AAAAAAAAAMI/JrbZl_m7qC4/s400/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh... The food was GOOOOD~~!!!! Honestly, the BEST Butter Prawn I had in a decade or two.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had my Graduation Ceremony today and was SOOO, SUPER, DUPER, EXTREMELY, TOTALLY FUN!! The ceremony itself was a tad boring due to speeches by professors from various Unis. However the pre-recorded one by Cambridge was quite interesting. After the ceremony we totally cam-whored and took hilarious pictures with our ever so fun-loving lecturers xD Can't wait to see the one we took with Mr Barry, 'cos we did a Power Ranger pose (guess who's smart idea it is? Hehe. Moi =P). He's so on la. Ahem, I need to get rid of my Singlish habit sometimes. I meant, spontaneous; but he's a rather strict marker. The ceremony will be left to my next post once I get all the photos! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/3985544278633040487-5145958190431329145?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5145958190431329145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=5145958190431329145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5145958190431329145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5145958190431329145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-hes-jolly-good-fellow.html' title='For He&apos;s a Jolly Good Fellow'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SImWQfAdphI/AAAAAAAAALQ/r2R2iGR3Ljk/s72-c/Image004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-7293540760624617568</id><published>2008-07-12T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:35:32.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I May be Weak, But in You, I Am Strong</title><content type='html'>Received my overall results for semester 1 and it wasn't fantastic. I did not feel upset about it, nor as disappointed as I thought I would have been. But still, I definately can, will and MUST do a lot better next semester! Fighting~ Got Credits for Media Audiences and Cultural and Communications Policy; Distinction for Newsroom Practice and Theory (my only joy); guess what, a Pass for Psychology 1A. Like I said, not great. You reap what you sow, and I could have put in more effort. However, I honestly thought I would have failed Psych, as it was a tremendous struggel for me. Praise God that I went through it, though not well enough. Still thank God for being with me throughout, plus I could have done worse without His strenght and wisdom. Now that I went through the assignments and exams of sem 1, I got to have better understanding of Monash's expectations and exam-pattern. So yeah, will not give up!! I can do it!! I can conquer this and score Distinctions, possibly Higher Distinctions even!! (Hehe, &lt;strong&gt;all &lt;/strong&gt;things are possible with Him, without Him, no things are) God is my Banner!! I can emerge victorious! I am the head, and not the tail!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting on Monday. Having mixed feelings about it. I whine about missing school and working hard during holidays; whine about missing holidays when I have school and swamped with assignments. Sheesh. No lesson on Monday though, am going to collect my books which feel like they weight hundreds of kilograms. Can't wait to see my classmates and hang out with them too =D But this was a good holiday. Not too long nor short. Just fine for me to unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebonded my hair today, and it is more tamed now. Thank goodness for this wonderful invention! Or else I would have looked......... O.O&lt;br /&gt;Only my secondary school classmates and schoolmates knew how bad I looked. Please tell me my secret's safe with you. Anyways, my curls are gone, but not my waves! Oh, GOODBYE FRIZZ!! Wahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I that bad? Are my speech and behaviour's bitchy like you said I am? You think that I do not love you? I don't exactly grasp what you were saying, or shall I say, condemning... Scolding. Words that were like knife stabbing my heart. "We are hopeless in teaching her"; "I'm shocked at how you behave". I was just trying to negotiate. Make my stand. Emotions overwhelmed. Shouting. Tears from my part. I couldn't take it. Cried to God: Please don't abandon me. Cried to you: I don't understand anymore, I don't get it. I'm trying my best. Trying my best to respect you, obey you, please you. I'm not perfect. I'm only human. I couldn't supress my emotions. You had a 'closure' and assured me that you're just concern about my safety and would not have scold me if you don't love me and want me to be better. The next day you came in. I was silent and so were you. I hate this. I hate the so called after-effect. The time for you to be cooled down. But that time made me feel like a failure, an incompetent daughter. Then you went downstairs, and I thought: Oh shot, I forgot the blanket at the laundry shop! Why oh why did I forgot about it?? This shows even a worse image of me - irresponsibility, and the attitude of not caring. You then returned with the blanket in your hand. Sometimes my mind's just preoccupide, and not able to engage what you instructed. But, remember the number of errants I ran for you and the family? The queues to buy the coupon for you? The simple gifts which may be small but came from my heart? Expectations are hard to meet. One and a half-day of silence. Received a text message from my friend who couldn't make it to my invitation. Disappointed. Shakened. Waivered; nearly gave up on God, and thought: what's the point?? But no, I rebuke you, I will be forever faithful and hold on to Him. Today, I obeyed and joined you for dinner. Intial awkwardness, I did not greet you. Was it pride? Then I made the first move. Then, thank God that the storm is over. We had fun over good food, and spent quality time. I still love you, and never will cease loving you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;And I'm sorry...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the hurt hasn't gone entirely. I need to let go of the hurt. I need to look into myself. Maybe I need to prioritise? But, God, I want to be faithful to You, and put You first. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Heavenly Father, You have said in Your word that the tongue is a powerful weapon. Control my tongue. Empower me, that I will be more wise, that I will be quick to listen and slow to talk. Forgive me for breaking your third commandment. Lord I want to be more obedient to my earthy parents, so as an act of obeying You as well. I want to be better O Lord. Change me Father, change me to grow in your image more and more, for You have called me to be holy and set me apart. Show and teach me Your ways God. I surrender myself wholly unto You. In Jesus's name, Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nobody knows, how weak I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Better than You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nobody sees, all of my needs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Better than You &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And nobody has, the power to change me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To what I was born to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jesus be strong, in my weakness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Empower me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Empower me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Like a rushing river flowing to the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lord, send your Holy Spirit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Flowing out through me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Till I'm living as Your child &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Victorious and free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Send the power of Your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Empower me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's eyes, see through my soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Better than Yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nobody's love, can make me whole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No love but Yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And nobody has, the power to lift me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To reach for eternity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jesus break through all my defenses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Empower me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-7293540760624617568?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/7293540760624617568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=7293540760624617568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7293540760624617568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7293540760624617568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-may-be-weak-but-in-you-i-am-strong.html' title='I May be Weak, But in You, I Am Strong'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-156984415112220491</id><published>2008-07-09T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:57:11.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baba boy/Troy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SHRvFS_uitI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WQ1XnZYshRc/s1600-h/Jaz+n+troy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220920004818406098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SHRvFS_uitI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WQ1XnZYshRc/s400/Jaz+n+troy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Josh and people, here's a picture of Baba boy/Troy took a year and a half ago with Jasmine, now unfortunately, he has gone fatter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-156984415112220491?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/156984415112220491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=156984415112220491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/156984415112220491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/156984415112220491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/07/baba-boytroy.html' title='Baba boy/Troy'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SHRvFS_uitI/AAAAAAAAAK4/WQ1XnZYshRc/s72-c/Jaz+n+troy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-7561420476763707398</id><published>2008-07-09T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T15:50:49.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is What I Call "Entries"</title><content type='html'>Heelluuu my dear loyal blog-readers, realised that I have not update my blog for quite some time. My last entry was about the fondue party with my beautiful friends! Oh well, not many of those beauties turned up, but we still had fun. But definitely need to meet up for dinner on the weekends because they are in NS, held in captivity. Haha. The chocolate was quite successful. When I had my first bite of banana dipped in semi-sweet melted chocolate, it was divine! It was really, really delicious! Biscuit stick with chocolate sauce is a match make in heaven! Thank goodness that I had the idea from the snack, &lt;em&gt;Yan Yan&lt;/em&gt;. Hehe. Childhood snack which I still consume now =P So overall, it was a fun time of get-together and catching up, along with great food :) Surprisingly, all of us got full pretty quickly. I thought we have bigger capacity! Oh, can't wait to have cheese fondue next!! With baguette, ham, sausages, bacon... Slurps slurps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220901600098406386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SHReWAEiT_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/3Sq4jx6_E0Q/s400/DSCF1940.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Look at the calories-laden sin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220902168385921314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SHRe3FG1oSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/_x08_Z7yi0E/s400/DSCF1941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ooooooo... Marshies with chocolate...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220902522867966722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SHRfLtp8YwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/sz6pDSXAs78/s400/DSCF1942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wahahahaha, Dor the chocolate freak. Sorry Ash, couldn't really stop her from eating. Lose 4kg by end of the month?? :S Oh man, that's a challenge! I can't do it either! &gt;.&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-99e411aca207c006" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D99e411aca207c006%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331626427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D271996B2E2F9B66FF815E452E699883F7712E465.280BE9E250C42EED8A0B7BFF796A15B1664D655F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D99e411aca207c006%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP2lSS2fNZIk7xPPLzsTAIWvQ1WI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D99e411aca207c006%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331626427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D271996B2E2F9B66FF815E452E699883F7712E465.280BE9E250C42EED8A0B7BFF796A15B1664D655F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D99e411aca207c006%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DP2lSS2fNZIk7xPPLzsTAIWvQ1WI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha.. A stupid and random video we took. Showed my unglamorous side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watched &lt;em&gt;Wanted&lt;/em&gt; on Friday, after the dinner with Auntie Helen, Uncle Peter and Lynn. They were so sweet and generous as they treated us dinner at &lt;em&gt;Swensens&lt;/em&gt;. Aww... And my dear CG came to Causeway Point to hang out! Aww... However, sorry to say but the movie kind of sucked. I thought it would have been way better. Yes, the effects were cool, but... Heard from my brother that &lt;em&gt;Hancock&lt;/em&gt; wasn't good as well. He was so disappointed. Haha. I hope &lt;em&gt;Batman 2: The Dark Knight&lt;/em&gt; will match up or better than &lt;em&gt;Batman Begins.&lt;/em&gt; I'm sooo gonna watch that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sermons on the weekend were so true and applicable. Mike Connell was a powerful man of God. I could feel the presence overflowing the audi, Holy Spirit really touched me. My tears flowed down non-stop! Experienced healing of my heart and my past (sigh) during both service and CGM. A sentence by Rev. Connell still lingers in my heart and mind: &lt;strong&gt;Disappointments are opportunitries for growth in character and faith&lt;/strong&gt;. Wow. Learned about inner vows during CGM. Wow. This was completely alien to me. Learned so much!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Power Through Prayer&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Monday, had an amazing encounter with God during my prayer closet. &lt;em&gt;Lord, I have the desire to be a prayer warrior for you. I want to pray with such great anointing, power and strenght. I want to be so strong for you like never before! To be so sensitive to the Spirit. I want my inner spirit man to never stop growing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He then revealed to me a book - &lt;em&gt;Power Through Prayer&lt;/em&gt; by E. M. Bounds - which I bought yearssss ago. I even forgot about that book! I bought it from Mount Zion when I was 14 I think. But, as always, I did not like reading these kinds of genre in the past, mainly because I did not fully understand the content. Just wasn't mature enough. So rumaged through my shelf and found it! It has gotten yellow and a bit dusty over the years. Heh. So I sat down and couldn't wait to learn more about prayer. The first chapter blew me away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- God doesn't anoint plans, He anoints men of prayer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- God does not need great talents, great learning or great preacher, but men great in holiness, great in faith, great in love, great in fidelity and great for God!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Negligence in prayer leads to hardened and estranged heart from God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;God commits the keys of His kingdom to men who think that praying is their main business&lt;/strong&gt;, and devote time to it according to this high estimate of its importance. By these men, He works His spiritual wonders in this world. &lt;strong&gt;Great praying is the sign and seal of God's great leaders. It is the most earnest of the conquering forces with which God will crown their labour.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to give Him my best time, effort and strength to prayer! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Spelling Bee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I watched National Spelling Bee competition in the middle of the night. It was broadcasted on ESPN. So, apparently, it's a sport. Spelling Bee.... A sport....? I don't see the link xD But, I tell you, i was amazed by the mere intelligence of those kids! They were geniuses! They really spent time to study the root words of Greek, Latin, French. I jokingly apologised to my mom for not being as intelligent. Ahahahaha. Some of the words are crazy! They were tough! But, after awhile, I tried to spell too. Hehehe. And shockingly, I got some of the words correct or nearly there. Not bad Sarah, not bad at all. Hahahaha. Honestly, I admire those kids. Man, they're seriously smart. This 14-year-old knew the root word in Greek, and the part of speech. My goodness. I learnt some new words! Bulbul, cryptococcosis, torii, oceanodromous, macedoine... And I pity those kids who got medical terms, I think they are the toughest to spell. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously, I NEED TO IMPROVE MY ENGLISH! Call myself a Comms student, sometimes my English can be so inept. I need to improve my spelling and vocabulary. I struggled figuring out is it double 's' or 'p' in "disappointment", I spelled "divine" as "devine", and "inept" as "inapt". Well, thank God for spell checks and Google xD Apparently, my grammar needs brushing up as well! Last night, I said, "before I forgot". Forgot??? Geez. Then Christina corrected me! Wahaha. Teacher Christina. Yes, she will be serving the government to mould the nation. Hahaha. A high calling indeed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight's new BS lessons! Wooo! Finally! Was waiting fo quite long. Am moving up to Christian Lifestlye. Moving up the ladder... But alot more to go. Am looking forward to it (= &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Use me Lord, as Your vessel, as Your instrument, as Your mouthpiece. I want to serve You and everyone with all my heart, soul and might, so that one day, You can call me Your good and faithful servant.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-7561420476763707398?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=99e411aca207c006&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/7561420476763707398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=7561420476763707398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7561420476763707398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7561420476763707398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-is-what-i-call-entries.html' title='This is What I Call &quot;Entries&quot;'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SHReWAEiT_I/AAAAAAAAAKg/3Sq4jx6_E0Q/s72-c/DSCF1940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-746114747855721819</id><published>2008-07-02T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T02:16:50.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn Rashes! God, I need healing!</title><content type='html'>After returning from Malacca, I developed these rashes which look similar to the girls who develop them after Camp X!!! Cause by sandflies right Chris and Ash?? Darn! I don't remember seeing any sandflies... Man, they itch really bad! CRY CRY CRY!!! T-T As if my eczemas do not contribute enough itchiness on my skin already. I can't take it anymore~~ Am going to the doc to get a jab tomorrow. I hope I'll get a jab rather than being prescribed useless calamine lotion or pills. Bring on the jab! I don't want to scratch during the gathering with my secondary school classmates tomorrow. Yup, had an idea to have a fondue party at Dorothy's place tomorrow! Since my mom got a fondue set for Christmas, let's not waste it. Looking forward to it. So that everyone can come, we will have a second round on Thursday! Wahahaha. Filzah said she'll be forever grateful to me always organising gatherings! Hahaha. I love fellowship mah =D Oh, my dearest CG, we shall have a fondue party too okay? And my dear Monash classmates too! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to shop tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;1. Marshmellows&lt;br /&gt;2. Croissant&lt;br /&gt;3. Biscuit sticks (puff pastries are so expensive &gt;.&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;4. Red and green grapes&lt;br /&gt;5. Blueberries!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Strawberries!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;7. Bananas!! :d&lt;br /&gt;8. Zi Shen wants chocolate sticks to go with chocolate fondue... Geez&lt;br /&gt;9. Hmm... Should I make agar-agar or jelly?&lt;br /&gt;10. Canned longans to go with the agar-agar/jelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... I LOVE these two songs: Sam Sparro's &lt;em&gt;Black and Gold&lt;/em&gt;; Miley Cyrus's &lt;em&gt;Seven Things&lt;/em&gt;... Can't stop listening to them. And David Cook's &lt;em&gt;Always Be My Baby&lt;/em&gt;! Nice~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-746114747855721819?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/746114747855721819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=746114747855721819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/746114747855721819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/746114747855721819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/07/darn-rashes-god-i-need-healing.html' title='Darn Rashes! God, I need healing!'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-4612984229016729586</id><published>2008-06-30T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T13:43:00.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Fun Fun</title><content type='html'>I just realised, I spell Malacca as "Melaka", the Bahasa version =.= Bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, the trip was FUN!! Hmmm... Where do I start... From the beginning then. Okay, when I first entered Dad's place, Baba boy, his Golden Retriver freaked me out! It was HUGE! It got so excited and started to bark and jump. But after awhile I discovered its cuteness. Haha. It's really cute. But its fur sheds and they are like floating around the living room. Then I got to meet Jasmine. How she has grown! She didn't recognise me at first, but we bonded and she became quite attached to me. Awww... My little sister. Oh, she loved the nursery rhymes and kept watching it. Phew, thank goodness that I bought a present she enjoys. Hahahaha, birthday co-ordinater indeed =P She also really liked the gummy sweet. When she asked me to give it to her, I asked her to kiss me first, and she did. Awww... CUTE! She even hugged me before I left. And I carried her. Awww... Felt so maternal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217526203816278322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SGhgcFDC-TI/AAAAAAAAAI4/leMkPS51u1A/s400/Picture0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My sistas from another mothas (quite literally). Haha. Lame, I know. Sarah Za Francesca Carlos, Jasmine Gabriel Zara Carlos, Aubrey Cassandra Natasha Carlos. My bro: Michael Za Eduardo Carlos. Geez... Can our names get any longer?? A family of super duper long names. My bro am thinking of naming his son Matthais Hilary Kitnat Carlos. Hilary after our grandfather, Kitnat being my future sis-in-law's surname. Poor boy... Will suffer when shading his name on an OTAS exam paper xD &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217532863756545138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SGhmfvQirHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/2PHKL9-MC14/s400/28062008314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The super-pregnant Liza. Her tummy's like going to burst anytime. Haha. Probably will deliver in 3 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217536633945925538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SGhp7MTvJ6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/krrge97iBQc/s400/Picture0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;See any resemblance? O.o Aubrey's so pretty right??!! Sorry guys, she's taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217537753341964706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SGhq8WYjMaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/OI9fV43tuP0/s400/28062008319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gor playing with Jasmine. I think I was doing something with his laptop. Stupid yellow punching bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the cake came, Jasmine was super excited. When we stopped her from touching it before blowing out the candles, she was crying extremely loudly. Then so happy when she got the figurines on the cake. She poke the cream with her fingers and eat it. Aiyo... A very demanding and temperamental kid. Tsk tsk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing to do when in Malacca....?? JONKER STREET! It was paradise! Was blessed with RMs from dad and bro =D Bought soooo many accessories, at low costs!! Was so fruitful and satisfying. Wahaha. Not to mention the food! NIIICEEEEE... *drool*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217541521278412130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SGhuXrCmpWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Y2A9EVDNeEI/s400/IMAGE_174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sago Baba Chendol. Need I say more? The shop was really cool, with all the antiques and photos of Malacca's history. PM Abdullah Badawi visited the shop too! Apparently it is pretty famous, so it was packed with hungry people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217542324631491266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SGhvGbw50sI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ZhuL52eMj5M/s400/IMAGE_179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Chicken rice balls! At first we thought they weren't filling, but boy, they were! I was really full after my third ball. They look like fish balls. Haha. But taste like normal Hainanese chicken rice. My brother said: this is the first time I actually 'cut' rice -.- Oh, the cold tofu was shiok~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217543427685308434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SGhwGo9bWBI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tqm7Vh8gtHg/s400/IMAGE_183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yucks!! DIsgusting creature! I salute gor and Aubrey for their guts. She even like snakes as pets :S He called me a chicken. I have to admit, I AM when it involves reptiles and insects. Gross... *shiver*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217544269856172834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SGhw3qSm6yI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ZW4LC5JblIE/s400/IMAGE_186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Looks kind of like Singapore River without all the skyscrapers in the background doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for journeyemercy and protection :) Witnessed a couple of minor accidents on the highway due to the heavy rain :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-4612984229016729586?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/4612984229016729586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=4612984229016729586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4612984229016729586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4612984229016729586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-fun-fun.html' title='Fun Fun Fun'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SGhgcFDC-TI/AAAAAAAAAI4/leMkPS51u1A/s72-c/Picture0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-3536945905450112209</id><published>2008-06-28T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T02:44:52.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have Zero Creativity in Creating a Title -.-</title><content type='html'>Yeah, Ah Po was cremated on Wednesday. It was a day full of drama, tears, and grieve. It took me so late to blog about this because had five days of not enough sleep and rest. Had to recharge my physical and emotional batteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dare say, Mandai Crematorium and Columbarium is a pretty place! It was nice and a serene resting place. But, it's near army camps, so not exactly that peaceful with all the shootings in the background and helicopters hovering in the sky. Before the cremation, had another ritual. Tsk. I really don't like this kind of thing, but had to do it out of respect. It was the first time I witnessed a cremation. Had mixed feelings, but couldn't help crying when my aunts and uncles broke down and cried at the top of thier lungs. They actually screamed and was devastated at their lost =( I knelt, cried and prayed in the Spirit that she'll be able to go to Heaven with our Creator. Somehow, I hope that the vision I had in the bus was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We collected her ashes later in the afternoon and again, had rituals and stuff. We then placed her bones into the urn. But, the man handled the ashes rather roughly and rude la. Like did it with no respect. Grr.. On top of that, something more ridiculous happened, Ah Po's and Ah Gong's urns were too big for the columbarium!! And he ended up removing the ashes that we placed nicely and poured onto a piece of newspaper. NEWSPAPER!! Geez. My goodness. Everyone was mad, and my aunt cried. Furthermore, Ah Po's birth month was wrongly printed. Gosh! Aren't they suppose to be professionals... Forgiveness, Sarah. Forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Ah Po's life story was published in Shin Min Daily!! Cool right?! It covered her story of being part of Mao's Red Women Army, participated in the war, and went through 5-years imprisonment in China, which involved torture and interogation. What a tough woman. She carried a rifle too! A real-life GI Jane xD She and Ah Gong also opened the pioneer Punggol Seafood Restaurant, which many 'fake' ones followed after. Yes, that is why I put on weight after the wake, because they are all awesome cooks!!! Want to thank Uncle Peter for cooking all the yummy food even though his efforts may not be recognised (Lynn, if you're reading this, sorry that you felt bad for your dad.... Oh, i sooooooo agree with you on the PSP and the DS part!! Ahaha). Seriously, besides fellowshiping, we did nothing but ATE. Speaking of fellowshiping, through this difficult period, we grew closer as a family, and I hope it's not a one-time thing, but continuous. Especially with my cousins. Many have matured and I really do wish to know them more and to remove any walls we built. We really got to know each other more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you Ah Po!!! XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am having holidays now, so been slacking at home and watching tons of DVDs!! Oh, &lt;em&gt;P.S. I Love You&lt;/em&gt; is a great show! It's a must-watch! It is not a typical romantic, chick-flick movie, but, a show about true love. I was like a crybaby while watching the show =.= Couldn't help it, it was really touching. As for today, went to school to pay tuition fees for next semester: AUD$6740. Heart-pain... I adore my parents for paying. Sacrificing by working their butt off so I can receive education. Love you! I must pay them back in anyways that I can when I start working to show my appreciation and to let them enjoy their retirement. Collected my assignments results - Distinction for Journalism (Praise the Lord), however, I just managed to pass my Psychology paper (extremely worried when think of my exams :S). Shucks... So dissapointing. Ah well, this is a motivation for me to work even harder for next semester! Fighting~ Oh, maybe this is a sign from God that I'll be in journalism industry! Lol. SPH/CNA, here I come! Wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch &lt;em&gt;Get Smart&lt;/em&gt; with my incomplete (as usual) CG. Oh, this time, us sisters outnumbered the brothers!! Hahahaha. Chris and I were over the moon. Silly, I know, but that NEVER happened. The movie was hilarious! Really laugh-out-loud. Steve Carell's the man! And you know my laughter la... I tried my best to control it, but couldn't. Oh, a group of young, imbecile secondary-level boys were beside me during the movie. I tell you, they were darn irritating! They had potty mouth la!! Constanly swearing when there were corny/lame (but super funny) scenes, and they hardly laughed. Rather than acting so smart and high-and-mighty, truthfully, they were just too unintellectual to get the intellectual jokes. Like please, grow up and fill your mind with more knowledge of current affairs and politics instead of swearing. And improve your English little boys! In order to get the jokes. *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's 2.40am, I'd better sleep. Need to wake up at 6.15am later. My brother and I am heading down to Melaka to celebrate my step-baby sister's 2-years old birthday (my "extended" family, according to Josh. Laughs). Even though he never celebrated my birthday (EVER), what's past is past. So, bought a nursery rhyme VCD for her at &lt;em&gt;Kiddy Palace&lt;/em&gt;. At first I had no clue what to buy for a 2-year-old. And sadly, there aren't any more hardcopy of nursery rhymes, which I find it a tragedy. Kids need to read! I miss my thick nursery rhyme book which my mom bought decades ago. Curse you digitalisation (don't get me started on this. I'm able to write a 500-word essay on this alone. Muaha!). Anyways, I was thinking of what did I like to do when I was two.......... Which was to sing and dance along to nursery rhymes videos (tapes. Yup, VCDs did not exist then. Man, I feel old). Don't laugh... Those tapes lead to my still-loved hobbies - singing and dancing xD Kudos to Old McDonald's farm (get it??). Hope that Jasmine will enjoy the present, and the Pooh gummy I bought too. Also hope that it will be a fulfilling trip to spend more time with them, and fruitful too (shopping......!!!!! "Fruitful". Get what I mean??). Hehehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3536945905450112209?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3536945905450112209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3536945905450112209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3536945905450112209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3536945905450112209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-have-zero-creativity-in-creating.html' title='I Have Zero Creativity in Creating a Title -.-'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-811401106128497912</id><published>2008-06-28T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T01:09:15.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hati Hamba</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KU TAK DAPAT LUPAKAN (I can't forget) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KEBAIKAN YANG KU T'RIMA(The goodness that I've received) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PENGORBANAN-MU YANG MULIA (Your noble sacrifice) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;JADIKAN KU BERHARGA (Made me worthy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KAU TULUS MENERIMA (You sincerely accepted) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AKU APA ADANYA (me just as I am) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KEKUATAN KASIH-MU NYATA (The power of Your love is so real) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MEMULIHKAN HIDUPKU (that revive my life) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KAU BUKAN TUHAN YANG MELIHAT RUPA (You are not God that look at outward appearance) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KAU BUKAN TUHAN YANG MEMANDANG HARTA (You are not God that look at wealth) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HATI HAMBA YANG S'LALU KAU CARI (a servant's heart is what you keep looking for) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BIAR KAU TEMUKAN DI DALAMKU (Let it be found in me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;S'LAMA KU HIDUP KU MAU MENYEMBAH-MU (as long as I live, I want to worship You) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;S'BAB ENGKAU SANGAT BERARTI BAGIKU (Because You are so meaningful to me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YANG TERBAIK YANG ADA PADAKU (The best that's in me) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KUPERSEMBAHKAN KEPADA-MU (I give it unto You) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YESUSKU (My Jesus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LOVE THIS SONG~~~ Oh, just in case you're wondering, I did not translate it. My bahasa ain't &lt;u&gt;that &lt;/u&gt;good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-811401106128497912?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/811401106128497912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=811401106128497912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/811401106128497912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/811401106128497912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/hati-hamba.html' title='Hati Hamba'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-6144006630798284895</id><published>2008-06-23T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T03:46:57.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Guess That's Life</title><content type='html'>Had fun on Thursday shopping with my mom. Finally had a glimspe of the Great Singapore Sale (saw its "greatness") and bought stuff! Oh, I drooled when I entered Mango...! Goodness, everything was going at 50% off! So my mom blessed me with a top and few other clothing! Yay! Thanks mommy~ That red top came into use as the dress code was red for Children Church's Emerge Junior event. Praise the Lord! Because I don't have a single red top =.= Ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, served in my first ever ministry on Saturday! Wooo~ And I had to go with an imperfect, ill-laiden body... After shopping, had ice-cream with my mom, and instantly suffered from a sore throat, which leads to fever/runny/blocked nose and eventually right now, a cough. I mean, sheesh, first time serving and down with fever :( Hence on Friday, I swallowed all the meds and lozenges I could so I can serve Him in perfect health. Saturday morning came, and woke up at 7.30am. I nearly lie back down on my warm, cozily tempting bed, but, NO, I was determine to serve Him. Prayed: God, You are the source of my strength! Heal me and remove any illness! All things are possible! Then dragged my weak body out of the bed and prepared to go to serve Him with all my soul and might :) I couldn't back out to the promise and commitment I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached at about 9.05am, and felt ALOT better. I thought I was late, but apparently so did many people. Haha. And I bumped into Mei Yean! Wow! What a girl! New to church yet already has the passion to serve Him! Kudos to you girl and keep it up yea ^^ So the first thing we did was to blow countless (3000 to be exact) of ballons. Prayed to God to remove the virus/bacteria from my breath... I mean, poor kids. Don't want them to fall sick. After that we had a short briefing for assigning positions. The IC mentioned something about toilet ministry and I went oops. Three hours in the toilet... After a few seconds, I snapped back, asked for God's forgiveness (hehe) and to use the talents that He has given unto me and use them, be it helping kids out in the toilet!!! Hooray, I was assigned as an usher at the back gate (so what if I'm going to miss the service). I guess my talent is to smile, greet and make people's day! Ahahahaha. Make myself sound so noble. Had fun and met fellow helpers from SOT (envision SOT in three years time!) while serving. Oh, some of the kids were sooo much taller than me that led me thinking: WHAT ARE THESE OVERGROWN KIDS EATING NOWADAYS?? I felt so small even though am way way older than them. Laughs. I managed to attend the service with Mei Yean and Carol during our break. The whole auditorium was packed with hyperactive kids! It was fun and the praise was so cute! I love to sing children praise songs! One from Hillsong Kids: Jesus you're my Superhero, You're my star, my best friend. Better than Spiderman... Superman... Batman! Hahahahaha. So cute! (I've got to admit, I know the dance moves to this song. Ahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After serving, while waiting for Jireh (the boy we had to babysit till his mom comes) with Christina, my mom called and said that my step-grandmother was about to passed on. She was on her last few breaths on her bed. My brother picked me up and rushed down all the way from Boon Lay to Punggol. He had to sped and broke several traffic rules. This is when I wish we can teleport or something. Unfortunately, we were too late. She was gone when we reached. An immense guilt came over us. For myself, I wasn't able to visit her due to my exams and that I fell ill on Friday. At that moment, I was indirectly the blame for not being able to see her for the last time. Mom: told you you shouldn't go to church already. You are sick, and so is ah po.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't teleport, I would have if I could. I tried my best to rush. How was I to know she was really going off. She has been unstable... I'm unable to predict... I felt like the worse grandchild ever at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked peaceful and she had been a peaceful, joyful woman who lived 96 years of fruitful life; gave birth to 11 children and a whole generation after them. She was a part of Mao's Red Army (Yes, Mao Ze Dong). I wasn't close to her, but, I got reminded of how smiley and nice she was, and accepting us into the family (trust me, that took a whole lot of strong will to overcome). I couldn't help to shed a few tears when the undertaker carried her body down, especially when my Aunt wailed - wailing of a true love from a daughter who lost her mother whom she dearly adored. These past two days had been hectic due to the ceremony and attending to guests who attend the wake. I had to display servanthood by cleaning tables, washing this and that and serving the elders. Through the ceremony I learnt alot about Chinese culture and tradition. Sadly, it was a Buddhism ceremony. Yes, she wasn't saved. And that saddened me the most. I really want her to enter God's kingdom and have eternal life with Him. Prayed that somehow... she can... Now, I MUST let my maternal grandmother to receive salvation before her time comes. Honestly, I just can't imagine losing her as I'm extremly close to her. She raised me up when my family went through the "dark" and difficult times. So yeah, really want her to know Jesus and experience God's &lt;em&gt;Agape&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really really really REALLY want to thank my CG for their condolences and going the extra mile to come all the way from Bukit Gombak to Punggol to visit me at the wake. I LOVE them soooo much! Really appreciated their gesture. I thank God for placing these wonderful people in my life =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be really unpredictable sometimes. I was having fun at church, then the next moment, a tragedy strikes. I guess that's life. But no matter what, God is always with us because He cares. Him caring is the greatest thing of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214791673888239362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SF6pZfPF7wI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cZTo4fUL8XM/s400/cny+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ah po, you are dearly missed. Chinese New Year/Christmas visitations will never be the same without your warmth and constant-smile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ong See (1912-21/06/2008). A beautiful and nurturing mother, and loving grandmother and great-grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-6144006630798284895?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/6144006630798284895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=6144006630798284895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6144006630798284895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/6144006630798284895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-guess-thats-life.html' title='I Guess That&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SF6pZfPF7wI/AAAAAAAAAIw/cZTo4fUL8XM/s72-c/cny+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-2181250575363839661</id><published>2008-06-18T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T20:51:33.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Fruitful =)</title><content type='html'>These past two days, as the title suggest, has been so fruitful for the Kingdom of God. Before moving in to this lengthy entry (you have been forewarned, but please continue reading it ^^), I want to announce to the world that MY EXAMS ARE FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY OVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!! Whoopie doo~ And want to thank God because without Him, it was impossible for me to go through them. Just pray that I’m able to do well and glorify Him through my results. So now it’s the H.O.L.I.D.A.Y.S!! But only three weeks la, still, better than nothing, so will take the opportunity to relax. Oh, can finally go for facial and massage that I have been craving for since April… I need pampering. Also need to shed off those pounds and burn those flab which were accumulated during my exam stress coping-mechanism period (i.e. gorging down sinful food down my oesophagus which ends up being stored. Darn you lipids!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main topic, I was indescribably glad that Elyn invited me to attend the leaders’ meeting session on Tuesday night. The atmosphere was good and everyone was radical for Christ. True Worshippers led the praise and worship, and as always it was wonderful!!! Presence of God was so strong, and I was so high during praise that I couldn’t stop jumping like an Energiser Bunny. Haha. A vocalist whom Pastor Kong considered as the best female Gospel singer in Indonesia, Sari, sang the Bahasa version of the Mandarin song which we sang during Campus Revivalist. I don’t know what the title was but I simply LOVE that song, both the lyrics and the melody! Tapi, saya dah melupakan lyrik =.= Maap… Sari’s voice is a beautiful gift from God. The anointing in her voice was so strong; when she hit the chorus, Holy Spirit literally blasted from the stage to the whole auditorium. I got goosebumps and couldn’t help but sing along (Kau Tuhan kamu~~~) while on the brink of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rev. Jeffery from Jakarta Praise Community Church preached a sermon so powerful that I think it pierced and convicted everyone’s heart. He linked ‘leadership’ to the Parable of the Sower. My goodness! The analogy of the ground being the type of leadership, and the seed as the people was just mind-blowing. &lt;strong&gt;There is nothing wrong with the seed, but fell on different grounds&lt;/strong&gt;. WOW. Every word that he spoke was so full of wisdom and conviction that I wrote down 5 pages of notes with the speed of as if taking a dictation test. I even drew a chart! Lol. I learnt so much! I felt so thankful towards Elyn for being such a strong and effective leader. She is one woman that I look up to and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Need to increase responsibility and do more than the leaders expect -&gt; trust + comfort = building a wall of reputation in the leaders’ eyes -&gt; in time, full responsibility.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More servanthood with excellence in CG; children church and choir, here I come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning at 5.15am, yawns. Only with two hours of sleep, nearly went back to sleep after turning off the alarm. But the thought of this small sacrifice which can’t be compared to Jesus’ numerous sacrifices and the drive of praying along with Pastor Kong pushed me. If Pastor Kong can do it, I can too! Drew strength from God and woke up immediately. So many people turned up for prayer meeting, the hall was almost packed. Prayed with Josh for the CG, Elyn and our members. But I felt so bad because when I prayed for the youths, my brain got “jammed” and babbled the prayer. Oh man... I was so tired, but felt refreshed after. Can’t wait for Thursday's and Friday’s PM :) But... will be the only W331-er :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that I decided to attend the breakfast session with Pastor Zhuang. It was a continuous meeting from the Campus Revivalist, and we had to plan out how to (okay, I can’t say this, because can’t reveal what is the purpose of this. Hehe)... Being a solo private school student, I felt so alone in this battle, and helpless. But Praise the Lord that I got to know Yi Shun from MDIS! We put on our thinking caps and wrote out our action plans and long-term goals. At first I thought this CR thing is going to be extremely tough, but now all things seem possible because I know God is with us every step of the journey. The two of us spent a short time praying after the meeting. Am very excited to carry out what we’ve planned, though required TONS of commitment, prayers and fasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lord I’m hungry&lt;br /&gt;For the mighty move of God&lt;br /&gt;Lord I’m thirsty&lt;br /&gt;Pour out Your Holy Ghost&lt;br /&gt;Lord I want to see the hand of God move mightily inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I’m hungry for the move of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, rushed down to Plaza Singapura to meet my dear Saint Josephian, fellow communicator (muahaha) and countryman, or rather countrywoman (wahaha), Jing Ying! We finally managed to set aside time to meet up. As usual, we talked rubbish and couldn’t stop laughing! My scarily loud laughter echoed the whole Kopitiam! I laughed till my lungs and stomach hurt! She is undeniably corny and a humorous person! I never fail to crap along with her. Enjoyed the fun lunch time we had =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213201472090171442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFkDHj56aDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dULQI2ssbQI/s400/Image042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Coincidentally, we were both in support of the environmental movement today! Save the planet! Get it??? Please tell me you do. (Oh no... worsening dark eye circles!! Need to get some sleep tonight!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-2181250575363839661?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/2181250575363839661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=2181250575363839661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2181250575363839661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2181250575363839661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-fruitful.html' title='So Fruitful =)'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFkDHj56aDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/dULQI2ssbQI/s72-c/Image042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-4072106536882873537</id><published>2008-06-15T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:15:08.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Dinner&lt;/u&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, so it's the annual Father's Day :) We went to JB on Saturday for jalan-jalan, and makan-ed at a Chinese restaurant at my brother's hotel, The Puteri Pacific. I tell you, the atmosphere of the restaurant was toooo formal for me. I couldn't laugh and talk loudly because of the overly-big table! That was such a challenge! Haha. The manager was super nice and displayed great service, the waiters/waitresses really were polite and even placed the napkins on our laps. I felt uncomfortable in such a formal setting. However, the food was AWESOME!! My goodness, it was goooooooood! And the presentation was pretty, so it was a plus. And my brother paid for the dinner... Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212082544123149042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFUJdYZ5evI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0lKXxLEgZ8g/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dumpling-shark fin soup... Devine! And there was a lighted candle under the pot (picture a fondue) to keep the soup warm. But it got on my nerve as I couldn't eat the dumplings because it was too hot, so I blew the candle out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212083380238315106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFUKODLSbmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/j-sJTHZkiyQ/s400/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The second course were steamed and fried Cod fish, which were PERFECT!! I LOVE Cod fish! i got distracted by the taste and presentation that I forgot to take a picture of it. So the above is crab meat in beancurd skin. YUMMMMMYYYY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212084168558090834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFUK775XmlI/AAAAAAAAAIA/QaX3TIkxL8M/s400/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                      Chicken!! Poultry, I like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212084858513107458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFULkGLdqgI/AAAAAAAAAII/IprkdtOuEpU/s400/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dessert anyone? Pumpkin-sago. I kind of liked it, it wasn't too bad. Funny though, my family got really hard and frozen pumpkin, so they couldn't enjoy it. On the other hand I got a perfectly soft pumpkin! Hahahahahaha... Angels were on my side! Hahahahahahahaha. Err, I mean, so sad.... =P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212086718810544066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFUNQYU718I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/aYSCqtWhvyQ/s400/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh, the cherries were halved and not whole. My future sis-in-law said she felt so cheated! Haha. Oh well, have to cut cost. But, I wonder where does the other half go to?? My brother said to another dessert probably xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212090862815794018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFURBl8x02I/AAAAAAAAAIY/D-JztOuukwY/s400/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                          Dad. He looks funny!  =\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212091469529277586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFURk6Ii5JI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ndfAtUhkFL4/s400/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;F.A.M.I.L.Y (Father and Mother I love you. Haha. I think that's from Jack Neo's "&lt;em&gt;I Not Stupid&lt;/em&gt;". Okay, that was random.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Church&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There wasn't any CGM today... I love CGMs, but that meant I could attend the Father's Day service I missed on Saturday! Well, I attended alone (aw man, miss my CG. Didn't see them this week ): ) So during the drama I laughed like a mad woman, and I felt a bit stupid. I couldn't help it, the drama was hilarious!! It was good! The actors and script were really well-done. True Worshippers were awesome!!! I started tearing when we sang a simple song about surrendering it all the God. It was so meaningful, and the Holy Spirit was so strong. The sermon, as always was powerful! Pastor Kong preached (yay) about fatherhood and immitating our Heavenly Father. So I prayed for my brother that he will be a good father and husband to his future wife and children, and for my future husband..... Don't laugh! Choosing the right partner is the second most important decision in life, after choosing Jesus as our Saviour (learnt that from BS. Haha). Plus I'm in my twenties :S Ermm, God??? Any response from you?? Ahaha. And and, a marriage determines heaven or hell on earth for the rest of your life (okay, being preachy now). Anyways, moving on... Before the service ended we prayed for all the dads, and I couldn't stop crying when I thought of my dads. I really prayed that Holy Spirit will annoint him, that he'll be a much much much better husband and father. I mean, the outing yesterday had so much tension, and even nearly quarreled with my mom. God, please please change him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, thank God that I bumped into Ayron outside Attributes! I didn't feel that lonely after that. Haha. Had lunch with him and Kevin. Yeah, got to know Kevin more. Oh man, Kevin thought I was 26, then 23!!! AAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!! Geez!!! Do I need to start investing on anti-ageing product???? I thought I look kiddish?? But lunching with two secondary students made me feel old to begin with. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, I was tempted to get the &lt;em&gt;Captivated&lt;/em&gt; CD by True Worshippers. it was only at 20 bucks!! 20!!! But my mom would have killed me if I did =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-4072106536882873537?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/4072106536882873537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=4072106536882873537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4072106536882873537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4072106536882873537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SFUJdYZ5evI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0lKXxLEgZ8g/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-8714614426316234412</id><published>2008-06-09T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:27:26.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff (NOT the magazine, I repeat, NOT)</title><content type='html'>Can't think of any title for this post, as it will be random stuff, henceforth, "stuff".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and sighed at the thought of not being able to drag a big luggage and head down to Tanah Merah; then chuckled at the thought of poor Christina being the only sister and have to bring all the toiletries as she has no one to share with. Haha! Again God, we need more sisters! Then thought of the fun games I'll be missing: &lt;em&gt;Castaway&lt;/em&gt; sounds super fun and a game that gets down and dirty (which I LOOOOOVEEE! Mud, water and eggs! Bring them on). Especially the sermons and worship sessions I'll be missing T_T Well... I feel so sad!!! Everyone is going to Camp X or at least the night sessions, and here I am, dying of boredom, drowned with my textbooks and notes, and blogging =.= Oh man, I WANT TO GO TO CAMP X!!! *whine* I'm so sure that it'll be such an amazing and powerful camp. Oh well, I'll pray that many new friends will get saved :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh... Want to thank Sam and Nat for fixing the strings on the guitar. Then when I started playing last night, i was like: darn, should have bought acoustic strings instead. Acoustic definately sound better. But hope that I can get my own guitar soon! No offence to Josh's guitar (which by the way is soooo clean and dust-free right now! I was excited that I was able to clean it once the strings were off), I thank him for the generosity of lending it to me. I've been practising and I dare say, improving! Wooo! But, my poor fingers hurt and are peeling &gt;.&lt; Oh well, have to pay a price for fulfilling my childhood dream and for God. Really can't wait to master a worship song so to sing of His love and glory =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Pastor Robb Thompson's sermon on Sat was can I say, EXPLOSIVELY powerful! It was back to basics and very applicable to my life. True Worshippers are coming down this Sat! Oh my goodness! I was looking forward to them! Unfortunately, dissapointment soon followed after. I'll miss the service this Sat as will be going down to JB to celebrate Father's Day. I mean, I love my family and it's only once a year, but the thought of missing an opportunity of encountering God saddens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cell group yesterday, one of the refreshment was a rice crisp snack from Malaysia. It was an indulgence for me! It reminded me of home! Hahaha. I couldn't stop eating it! Hehehe. So when there were a few pieces left I grabbed the packet and ate it on the way down to lunch, i know it was unglamourous, but, WHATEVER! Good food waste not xD Then after lunch went to visit Guo Yang at the petshop he was working. The dogs were adorable!! God, I want a doggie! *Whine* Then I saw a guinea pig which is the same breed as my first guinea pig. Aww man, I miss my guinea pig! After the visitation, hanged out with Nat, Sam and Jin Hong. Sorry for abondoning Sam and Nat when I had enlightened conversations with JH... I saw the light! Hahaha. JH's wise and really gave me good advise. Thanks JH gor gor for listening to my endless whining and complaining. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Confused, troubled and burdened when I think of that problem =( God, I cast and surrender it all to you.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8714614426316234412?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8714614426316234412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8714614426316234412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8714614426316234412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8714614426316234412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/stuff-not-magazine-i-repeat-not.html' title='Stuff (NOT the magazine, I repeat, NOT)'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-5602027863337550192</id><published>2008-06-06T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:46:21.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Joy...</title><content type='html'>I got my permenant residency, so, finally, after 12 years of residing at Singapore, and borrowing books from the library using my mom's card, announcing to the world (or those who read my blog) I am now officially a member of the library (though I had to pay $10.50 for it, but it's worth it)!!!!! Yes, I can borrow books from the library under my name, using my own IC!! Wahahahaha. It felt good when I saw my (really long =.=)name flashing on the monitor screen of the borrowing kiosk rather than my mom's! Joyousness indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord!! ^^ It is not possible without you =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-5602027863337550192?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/5602027863337550192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=5602027863337550192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5602027863337550192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/5602027863337550192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-joy.html' title='Oh Joy...'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-3985558865318981758</id><published>2008-06-06T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:18:23.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Lunch with Angga</title><content type='html'>We had lunch at a Teochew porridge buffet restaurant at Suntec City with our dearest Angga last, last Tuesday (I know, and I posted this like now? Don't blame me, blame the fact that I do not own a camera. Oh God!! Camera please!). I finally got the photos. Haha. So yeah. Angga left for Liverpool John Morres University. Oh man, has it been 2 weeks him being at Liverpool already...? Time flies. I miss him =( He's a great and funny friend from Malang (Indonesia). And we pulled through with Ponco during GLS (a session for international students). Without them, I would have shoot myself in the head doing nothing for that 3 hour at school just for attendance sake! Hahaha.. Angga, if you're reading this, WE MISS YOU!! And please, come online leh!! Hahahahaha. Anyways, it cost us $9.80, there were loads of food and I was ready to eat all of them. But, I guess I do not have that capacity, so I think I only ate about $5 worth of food. But the fellowshiping was the point and of course our last lunch with Angga. Aww.. Haha, The Last Supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208439892504462082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEgYfJqzwwI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-a5tmtrBaOE/s400/n642337338_657300_5832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The guys overtook the food la!! The table was filled with tons of food (not shown in this picture), and we couldn't finish =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208441513897985810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEgZ9h1JhxI/AAAAAAAAAGo/K8DJRIPLH7o/s400/n642337338_657309_7789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208441896593577026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEgaTze41EI/AAAAAAAAAGw/pm5OBb6AjWM/s400/n642337338_657303_6461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Arnold and his ikan bilis. I tell you, at the rate of the amount of sodium he consumed, he'll get Hypertension!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208443138349130802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEgbcFYe5DI/AAAAAAAAAG4/AWa852bMx48/s400/n642337338_657323_3128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arnold, Hammond (my fellow Malaysian!), Angga and Ponco (from Jakarta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208444102132893298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEgcULwcBnI/AAAAAAAAAHA/GemKGops9N0/s400/n642337338_657324_3430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don't ask me why is Angga doing that. His answer was that he felt so thankful towards us. Awwww..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208444649055416754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEgc0BM7cbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tA8A0K2uT0I/s400/n642337338_657325_3980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Awwww... Sob.... Darn, he shut his eyes -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208445194066172338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEgdTvhnmbI/AAAAAAAAAHY/baV77j106tE/s400/n642337338_657326_4312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They look so cute in this photo!! Ana looks like she's crying! Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208445804140486498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEgd3QOq32I/AAAAAAAAAHo/-iSiTN7AkgU/s400/n642337338_657329_5357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;L-l-l-l-l-ladies!!! (am trying to sound like Will I Am's "I Got It From My Mamma". I know, try harder Sarah) Ana's missing from the picture! Call the cops! Okay, I know, not funny Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3985558865318981758?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3985558865318981758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3985558865318981758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3985558865318981758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3985558865318981758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/farewell-lunch-with-angga.html' title='Farewell Lunch with Angga'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEgYfJqzwwI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-a5tmtrBaOE/s72-c/n642337338_657300_5832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-2570686597588381093</id><published>2008-06-04T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:53:26.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play My Game</title><content type='html'>Had the dance audition for this year's performance, "Play My Game" at 8.30pm (ermm, 8.45pm actually, I was late. Oops). Before I entered the studio I was procrastinating when through the glass window, I saw this new dancer dancing, and my mouth dropped. She was amazing! Perfect! And I was like, that's the dance piece?? Heck, I can't do that! She did perfect 90 degrees attitude, perfect tendus. Perfect jumps. I was in awed. Well, I breathed in and opened the door bravely. My teacher wasn't mad for my lateness, she's really nice :) She asked me to catch up and do my best. Honestly, at first I was thinking: It's HARD!! HELP! The piece was really technically demanding. Oh no. Seriously, my technique is - how should I put it - awesome. NOT! I'm so rusty as I haven't dance for a couple of months because of school. But I tried. And to my surprise, I caught up! Added in some of my emo-feelingish stunts (which outshines my poor technique. Heh.), did attitudes, arabesque, tendu (struggled on that. Disgusted at the sight of my imperfect knees), and hallelujah, jumps!! I jumped!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was glad that I caught up pretty quickly and did my best. My teacher commented "good" and "well done", but hope that she really meant it. Ahah. She's very nice to everyone. Now am wondering will she put me in the technically demanding piece. But am sure she'll put me in an angsty-emo piece. I rock at that *grins*. Now, my back hurts, and I can feel my muscles aching. Oh man, I just can imagine those aches tomorrow. Oh well. But I like those aches, meaning that I worked hard (it's a ballet fetish thing. We love to sweat and hurt ourselves. Wait, that sounded a little wrong). A pat on my back that I did a rather not-bad job =D Now have to train my stamina and head down to gym. Need to get in shape! Goodbye dear &lt;em&gt;Lays&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Cadbury&lt;/em&gt;. Hello low-carb diet =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I may have imperfect knees, but I'm perfect in God's sight and how He created me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-2570686597588381093?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/2570686597588381093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=2570686597588381093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2570686597588381093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/2570686597588381093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/play-my-game.html' title='Play My Game'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-8394160437684985289</id><published>2008-06-03T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:47:11.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comics!!</title><content type='html'>Ever since Christina introduced me an extremely humourous comic strip "Pearls Before Swine" by Stephan Pastis, I got addicted!! It's so dark and cynical, and plain funny! Dark and cynical especially.. My cup of tea. Muaha. Then now that I found out there's actually Pearls Before Swine on the public platform of the World Wide Web (sorry, I just have to add in some Comms jargon =P), thanks to Christina again, I soaked myself in the daily doasge of PBS!! So this comic strip is really LOL and appropriate to post in my blog. I hope I'm not violating any copyright policy, if I am, let me know Stephan xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207604493641065938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEUgsiY0JdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kDOIJFdvKTs/s400/pearls21467080080512.gif" border="0" /&gt;I'm telling you, I laughed so hard!!! Pastis is the king of comics! &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/3985544278633040487-8394160437684985289?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8394160437684985289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8394160437684985289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8394160437684985289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8394160437684985289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/06/comics.html' title='Comics!!'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SEUgsiY0JdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/kDOIJFdvKTs/s72-c/pearls21467080080512.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-3897858663820668670</id><published>2008-05-30T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:59:36.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Occurance</title><content type='html'>Today, something hilarious happened! A man (I shan't reveal his race or whatever.. You know, since the recent jailing of a blogger being racist. Heh. No offence to the regulators of the world wide web) was sleeping on the floor in the MRT. Then suddenly, he fell down to his side and lied down on the floor with his arms spread out like as if he was on his bed! Everyone freaked and avoided him and the space around him. To get out of the train, some stepped over him. Shoba, Jaya and I couldn't help but laugh. We then started to crack some stupid and rather mean jokes about him, speculating whether was he drunk or not. I admit that I felt mean, and wasn't a good samaritan, but it was seriously funny! And you know me, control my laughter is a challenge. At Khatib MRT station, two SMRT personnels came in and lifted him up and escorted him out of the train. He was like the walking-dead. Haha.. I guess he was extremely tired... Or high?? Or drunk... Haha. Anyways, it was darn funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-3897858663820668670?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/3897858663820668670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=3897858663820668670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3897858663820668670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/3897858663820668670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/funny-occurance.html' title='Funny Occurance'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-8696905573372585315</id><published>2008-05-27T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:34:21.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY????????</title><content type='html'>Heart pounding. Adrenaline pumping. Blood rushing. Nerves overwhelming. Signed on the log. Received my paper. 55%. Crap. AGAIN?? I screwed it up. Read through the comments. Dissapointed. "What does the marker wants??" Sighed. No tears. Heart hardened. Spoke to God. I did my best. Perhaps could have done it better. Maybe alot better. But... I tried. Now thinking: WHAT AM I GOING TO GET FOR EXAMS????? WHERE HAS MY DISTINCTIONS GONE TO??? 14 more days to go... 14!! And haven't started on ANYTHING. Had mock exam - open book. Would have failed if did not have the book. Stared at the question: "In his article 'Perpetual Noise: Thinking about Media Regulation', why does James Donald argus that there is no such thing as deregulation? What are the implications of this arguments for media policy?" WHAT....?? Huh..? James Donald? Deregulation? Crap. Oh no. I am dead. Si. Mati. Need to work my butt off for exams. The fear. The nerves. The feeling of being a loser. Failure. 4 modules... Endless topics. Endless theories. Crap. Demoralised...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Communicator sucking in Communications.. Ha.. Irony. Maybe should stick to Journalism. Miss Journalist??? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to rely on my memory capacity. Need to increase it. Need gingko nuts (Ha..). Oh God, I need your strength. You are my refuge. I cast this fears and burden to you. Desperately need to study. Sarah, jiayou!! Live with confidence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8696905573372585315?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8696905573372585315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8696905573372585315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8696905573372585315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8696905573372585315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/why.html' title='WHY????????'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-8452893859270309107</id><published>2008-05-27T17:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:54:33.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally! The photos from the Masquerade Party!</title><content type='html'>Okay... Been receiving complaints why haven't update my blog.. Been busy la... Anyways, here are the photos from the Party!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204988276938935202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SDvVQrsEi6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/-Y_bd-XVxMY/s400/DSC_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                           Mujie, Chris, Sylvia and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204988611946384306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SDvVkLsEi7I/AAAAAAAAAE8/Lbc0gEl6OEY/s400/DSC_0280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The guys!! See how the number of guys outnumber the girls... God, we need more sisters!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204989273371347906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SDvWKrsEi8I/AAAAAAAAAFE/B4ISotdX06w/s400/DSC_0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Josh! Mr photographer! I want to steal his camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204989874666769362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SDvWtrsEi9I/AAAAAAAAAFM/GMR_xpCIhKs/s400/DSC_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sammy! Or Lulu. Muaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204990888279051250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SDvXorsEi_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/vbVNK2O-eqI/s400/DSC_0212.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Paranoid Queen!! Haha.. Again, she looked sooo pretty!! Guys, what are you waiting for???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204990445897419746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SDvXO7sEi-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Q_FoZadeUPY/s400/DSC_0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;W331! Wooooo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204991695732902914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SDvYXrsEjAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SQ-jfOrEnGo/s400/DSC_0276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, this was the number of people at the party. Spot the hidden Sarah! I was like perspiring while taking this photo. Darn AC, the room was so stuffy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, I just need to upload this pic. Sylvia looks adorable!!!! Everyone was wearing that ridiculously gigantic glasses Chris bought from the shop where we bought the mask! It reminded everyone of Lydia Sum! Ahahahahaha... Funnay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204992988518059026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SDvZi7sEjBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/F7xPwDuT-Qg/s400/DSC_0307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8452893859270309107?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8452893859270309107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8452893859270309107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8452893859270309107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8452893859270309107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-photos-from-masquerade-party.html' title='Finally! The photos from the Masquerade Party!'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SDvVQrsEi6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/-Y_bd-XVxMY/s72-c/DSC_0235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-8764384941204896871</id><published>2008-05-17T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:48:06.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts and occurances of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Romantic films&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week I watched an old and classic movie - &lt;em&gt;The Mirror Has Two Faces&lt;/em&gt;, Barbra Streisand is in it, so you can imaging how long ago was that movie. Haha. Usually I find old romance genre movies cheesy and corny, but surprisingly it was so nice! The acting was great too! And she was a professor in the movie, so one scene was her lecture about the relationship between Feminism and romantic films (Haha, there goes Miss Communicator), then also about Foucault and Aristotle! It's so cool that I actually understood those theories and philosophies. Hahahaha. So anyways, it is typical yet not a typical love story, I mean, there was a happy ending, but the process was really funny and sweet. Especially one memorable scene is the couple having dinner, then a waiter asked whether do they want pepper, so he said, "no thanks for my wife, oh, and can you bring a side dish of salad dressing?". Aww... he knows her so well! And when she started to act out her idiosyncracy of cutting the vege in a patterned manner, he just stared at her and detaily mentioned about what she does. Again, aww... Hahaha, I sound like a hopeless romantic, but, just the idea of him knowing her extremely well is super duper sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another film is a Korean drama (something I analysed for Feminism for my advanced diploma. Muahaha), which my mom is obsessed about. I was passing time while she was watching it, so one scene depicts woman A was at the theatre with man B, so while she's eating popcorn, she dug out a note folded into heart-shape which read "shall we start a relationship?". I was like awwwww.... Hahahahaha. It was sweet! And honestly, it's indeniably a creative way of asking. Ahahaa.. I seriously sound like a hopeless romantic =.= But hey, I'm a W.O.M.A.N! Ahahahaha (I'm every woman, it's all in me. Know that oldie anyone? xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Argument&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the title suggested, I argued with my brother on Thurs night. On the verge of quarelling actually =( this rarely happens, so I felt quit saddened by it. So the next day while on our way to ICA in the cab with my mom she asked me how I felt (how Psychologist-ish), so I said I didn't like his tone and his facial expression! It totally reminded me of my dads, who aren't exactly role models, nor good men. But my mom also told me certain things that I need to change, and what my bro said that I need to change. So, instead of being all teary and angry like my old self, I kept quiet and reflected, then started to talk to God. Then this worship song came into my mind: Show me how to live, teach me how to pray, let all I think and say please you Lord. Yeah, so I asked God to really change me and show me to be better, in order to lead a life that pleases Him. It's great to talk to God and ask Him for solutions to problems, He'll really reveal to you amazing things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Masquerade Party&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was really looking forward to this party! It was so fun! And everyone dressed their best and looked good! The sisters all looked so pretty! Christina and two Sylvias looked exceptionally pretty!! Guys were checking them out! xD Elyn always look pretty la... Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I put in effort to looking good too =P Muahaha. And Sammy said I look different (in a good way I hope), Willy commented I should wear like this to church (wahhh.. Thanks Willy but no thanks! It's very troublesome to look like this every week! Ahaha), and Josh said I look posh! Wooo~ Glad that I received compliments, not trying to sound thick-skinned, but I was flattered la.. Hehehe.. *grins*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Seriously, it was fun dressing up once in a while, let me emphasize that, once in a while! Unless when have dates, then have to look nice. Unfortunately my dating life is non-existance =.= Laughs. Anyways, moving on... the food wasn't bad, the party was good too, however, thougth that perhaps there could have more ice-breaking games. Many of us kind of stuck to our own tables. And there was this magic show by a brother! Hahaha. I applaued him for being so brave and exhibiting good showmanship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC8KcCCiAbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/6cmjLq7c7wE/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC8KrSCiAcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nIpdm9iN7PY/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201387833329320386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC8KrSCiAcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nIpdm9iN7PY/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC8K4SCiAdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YGYkPJDFQVs/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201388056667619794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC8K4SCiAdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/YGYkPJDFQVs/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The shoes I bought for the party (thanks mummy!) A new addition to my shoe fetish =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201388730977485282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC8LfiCiAeI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RaDCtJcmgUM/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My mask! Isn't it nice??? (say yes)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I forgot to take my dress, it's in the laundry machine. Haha. Will take it! I can't wait to see the tons of crazy and nice pictures we took!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8764384941204896871?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8764384941204896871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8764384941204896871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8764384941204896871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8764384941204896871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thoughts-and-occurances-of-week.html' title='Random thoughts and occurances of the week'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC8KrSCiAcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nIpdm9iN7PY/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-1948294061183994774</id><published>2008-05-17T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:23:23.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I could sing of Your love forever'/><title type='text'>Today's Sermon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today's service is awesome!! Both the worship and the sermon is powerful. One of the song during we sang during worship was declaring how wonderful God is. I've no idea what the title is, nor the lyrics, can only remember one (if am not mistaken): Greater is He than me, Greater is He alone. It was beautiful! I started to get reminded of the countless blessings from God, how faithful He is, and I wouldn't be here I am without Him. I began to cry and really appreciated His agape, unconditional love, and declared my love to Him. The atmosphere was amazing, God's presence was so tangible, Holy Spirit was definitely there =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before the sermon, this trio girl group from Indonesia went up the stage and sang. They were so pretty! Hahaha. And boy can they sing! Thier voices were soooo perfect! The harmony was flawless! The lyrics were beautiful too! The song was Sempurna, meaning perfect, but according to Ponco (dari Jakarta), it's just a commercialised love song! But why not? We love God, and indeed He's perfect! Kau adalah darahku, Kau adalah jantungku, sayangku Kau begitu, sempurna~~ They sang in Bahasa Indo of course, thank goodness I understand some, and there was the English translated version on the LED. But, the lyrics in Indo itself was beautiful... I hope one day Kerispatih will come to CHC, I love that Indo band! But, I don't think they're Christians... heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sermon:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 Chronicles 7:14 "If my people who are called by My name will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways......."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My people =&gt; God expects EVERY Christians to pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Seek God for who He is; seek the Healer and not the healing; seek the Blesser and not the blessings (this really strucked me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 Reasons why we should pray:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Temptations are overcome through pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Heart is softened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. God is found (wow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Life gets refreshed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Soul is encouraged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6. Persistence is built&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7. The Holy Spirit empowers you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8. Anxiety is defeated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9. Revival comes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10. You'll shake the world! (Hallelujah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-1948294061183994774?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/1948294061183994774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=1948294061183994774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1948294061183994774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/1948294061183994774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/todays-sermon.html' title='Today&apos;s Sermon'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-4802405571913424205</id><published>2008-05-17T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:10:20.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We went for dinner with my grandmother at a restaurant at Sembawang. This is the second time we went! But since my grandma didn't join us the previous time, we figured just go there since the chilli crab is super shiok! Dad did not join, if he did, it would have been World War III! He + grandma = Atomic bomb (sad, I know.. They just can't get along at all.. Oh well, ADULTS!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are some pictures we took (me mostly):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201357021233938738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC7upyCiATI/AAAAAAAAADM/M-Ihb7L0zsk/s400/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Why isn't my mom smiling??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201357485090406722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC7vEyCiAUI/AAAAAAAAADU/zLjaL05rHWk/s400/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Grandma!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201357884522365266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC7vcCCiAVI/AAAAAAAAADc/jcYxOfjs9aA/s400/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Evolution (am NOT trying to be mean, but, it's the upsetting fact) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201358434278179170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC7v8CCiAWI/AAAAAAAAADk/XHkfSS-CMjM/s400/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; My irritating, oops, ahem, I mean, my dear brother &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201359198782357874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC7woiCiAXI/AAAAAAAAADs/38diqztxkbg/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Divine~~~ But, the restaurant is more renown for its chilli crab, but, my grandma doesn't like spicy.. How considerate of us xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201360238164443522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC7xlCCiAYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/rj3XjVfhwps/s400/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Tempting, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201361767172800914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC7y-CCiAZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/_xx_594prWo/s400/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Pork Ribs... *Slurps Slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201362200964497826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC7zXSCiAaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/KjJ_ywPN420/s400/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And THAT'S how you make the food more tasty! Eat with hands!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-4802405571913424205?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/4802405571913424205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=4802405571913424205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4802405571913424205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/4802405571913424205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/dinner-with-family.html' title='Dinner with Family'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SC7upyCiATI/AAAAAAAAADM/M-Ihb7L0zsk/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-8516426625594760639</id><published>2008-05-12T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T16:07:22.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day for My Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was Mother's Day yesterday, so being filial children (ahem ahem) my brother, Kwan (his fiance) and I decided to cook dinner yesterday, so with our limited cooking skills, we decided why not a steamboat dinner? It's quite easy, and doesn't require any cooking. To make it more interesting, rather than using the mundane chicken soup, we boiled tom yum soup. The soup was the most challenging, because we had to figure out the concentration, to make sure it's no too diluted or spicy. Thanks to my sister-in-law, who incorporated her Thai knowledge on it (yup, she's Thai! From Chiang Mai), it was a success! We had fun preparing and cutting the ingredients, and I made a fruit jelly and stir-fry vege. Phew, they turned out well and even yummy! Haha.. Cheng Gong! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199392339983990946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCfzySCiAKI/AAAAAAAAACE/g1MHyIWJ3mU/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The flowers we gave to mom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199393147437842610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCf0hSCiALI/AAAAAAAAACM/Bnfk6kuswNM/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dinner is served! (the "before" scene)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199394002136334546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCf1TCCiANI/AAAAAAAAACc/3p9qq3xxI80/s320/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Doesn't it looks like it comes out from a cooking book? (say yes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199394921259335906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCf2IiCiAOI/AAAAAAAAACk/hTcnH5gu8ns/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199395578389332210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCf2uyCiAPI/AAAAAAAAACs/R2DXaEj6qF0/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My masterpieces :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199396209749524738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCf3TiCiAQI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9ida3x2Dkc0/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mommy and moi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199393576934572226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCf06SCiAMI/AAAAAAAAACU/9G-WXdkkVbo/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My bro and (future) sis-in-law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199396712260698386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCf3wyCiARI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rZtYEU2H_3M/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The chefs =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199397970686116130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCf46CCiASI/AAAAAAAAADE/Zq05Bn_MbHM/s320/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The "after" scene&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I felt super full after the dinner. I need to go workout now, in order to fit into the dress I bought for the Masquerade party this Friday! xD Oh yeah, my mom blessed me with the dress!! Hee hee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-8516426625594760639?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/8516426625594760639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=8516426625594760639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8516426625594760639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/8516426625594760639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-for-my-mommy.html' title='A Day for My Mommy'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCfzySCiAKI/AAAAAAAAACE/g1MHyIWJ3mU/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-7029332286842207285</id><published>2008-05-09T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:08:48.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Can't think of any title for this entry)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Again, I want to thank God, because I have a great news! Ready? drr..................... (drumrolls) drrrrrr.................. I got Distinction for my Journ assignment 1!!! Yay!! Am so happy! I did not exactly expect it, but pastor Tan preached that you can get once you see it, so I envisioned that I get around 73, and I got 71! Praise the Lord! I really want to thank Him for giving me the strength and the widsom :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This really boost my morale, my confidence has increased (hehe), so am going to jia you for the rest of my assignments. But I'm dissapointed at myself for not putting as much effort in MA, as I fell sick over last weekend, and did not have the motivation to do it =( But I managed to do it, and handed it in. So I pray that I'll get a Credit (Distinction may not be possible, but hey, all things are possible with Him!), and envision it! 65%! So wait for my good news =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now am struggling with what to do for my 2nd Journ assignment... Have got not much clue, and it's due next Wed! :S Really need a miracle.... I don't even dare to think of my Psych essay and Interlearns (which are really quite redundant! =), not to mention my exams on June! Argh! I have lost touch with actually studying for exams. The last exam I took and STUDIED was during Diploma, Marketing module, which was 2.5 years ago.. Oh man, am nervous when i think about it. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So today, i went for the medical checkup, and the first one was the blood test =.= I mean, come on, the first test?? Why couldn't it be the X-ray?! The doc had a hard time finding my vein -.-" so it hurt more than usual. So, after it, the Filipino doc told me to "press" it, "to avoid discomfort" (qoute and unquote from a poster on the wall), but like hello, I couldn't press it la! I had to hold this piece of paper in my hand, and rush down to the X-ray section. So while changing into a robe, I couldn't really lift my arm! It was agonising!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I took photos of the plaster which the doc placed after drawing the blood, I know it's gross, but why not? Hahahaha... Warning: viewer discretion is advised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198440413064628498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCSSA17AiRI/AAAAAAAAABA/6tHlyXtua_k/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A little too much blood right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198440718007306530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCSSSl7AiSI/AAAAAAAAABI/p566yre74z0/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My poor arm is bruised! T_T (and typing these is quite a challenge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-7029332286842207285?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/7029332286842207285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=7029332286842207285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7029332286842207285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7029332286842207285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/cant-think-of-any-title-for-this-entry.html' title='(Can&apos;t think of any title for this entry)'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SCSSA17AiRI/AAAAAAAAABA/6tHlyXtua_k/s72-c/Image002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-866454584406060896</id><published>2008-05-08T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:10:17.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PR and my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PRAISE THE LORD!!! I received the letter of approval for my Permanent Residency application! That was so shocking! I was speechless and sort of in awed when I saw the letter. Haha. I applied during mid-November 07, and haven't gotten any news for months, so I sort of gave up, and wasn't in my prayer list for quite some time (oops, sorry God). But I did pray and fasted during Dec and Jan! Haha. But, yeah, praise the Lord! He really does wonders and miracles when one is not expecting it. One thing which has been in my mind is that since I started tithing, I have been really blessed in many areas. When we tithe, God bless us back hundred folds, not neccessary monetarily, but other aspects too. So, this successful PR applicationis beyond thousands fold! It's really one of the greatest gift God has given me. THANK YOU! He's really faithful :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The downside of the procedure of confirming the PR is I have to produce a medical report, which means I have to go SATA for a medical checkup, which means... DRAWING BLOOD! Argh~~ I hate that! I know this may come up as surprising to those who know that i kind of enjoy gory movies (muahaha), but, yeah, I don't like needles. I don't hate them per se, nor is it a phobia, but I just don't like seeing my blood (MY BLOOD!) flowing into a tube..... :( Well, I have to grine my teeth and go through it. Oh Lord, be with me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;went to renew my passport at negaraku embassay. Had to wake up so early, and go to Orchard then take a cab there (thanks mom for blessing me with $$$ to take cab =D). But I had to take so many trips because stupidly, we assumed that I'll be paying it in ringgit, but, no, it's in S$, so have to go change the ringgit at a money changer at Lucky Plaza. Then go back, queued and waited for 2 hours. I had to return at 3.30pm to collect it... In conclusion, it was a tiring day! On top of that, I have night class (in an hour's time. I'm blogging at school.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh yeah! I have something to complain. I clearly told the cab driver Capitol Centre, City Hall. Rather than dropping me off at the designated location which I (a customer!) instructed (wait, a PAYING customer) nicely, he dropped me off at a taxi stand at bloody Raffles City! Grr... And I have to walk all the way to CC. Sheesh!! And I was tired! Ah well... Forgiveness Sarah, forgiveness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the way, I look like a pontianak in my IC photo, and now, in my passport photo, I look like a bloated obesed person! When will I take a decent passport-sized photo for pit's sake??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-866454584406060896?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/866454584406060896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=866454584406060896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/866454584406060896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/866454584406060896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/pr-and-my-day.html' title='PR and my day'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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-3985544278633040487.post-565730713916448130</id><published>2008-05-04T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:13:48.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Outing (Woo Hoo)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My CG and I went to watch &lt;em&gt;Ironman&lt;/em&gt;! I did like the CGIs and graphics. The way Robert Downey Jr. wore the iron suit was pretty cool, and the cars that he owned (in the film... fictionous of course), *whistle* (unfortunately, it's a skill which I yet mastered), BEAUTIFUL! I loved the orange car and the bike! But, I think the plot is rather lame, as in, he became an Ironman because he was kidnapped by the terrorists... Yup, your eyes are not fooling you. And, the fights weren't that good, as compared to Spiderman Trilogy and X-men Trilogy. Honestly, I thought it was somewhat the worse Marvel movie =( However, Robert looked kind of hot in the movie :P Muahahaha. And there was some gore, which I was laughing, and Sitong was gasping at it. Muahahaha (my evil laughter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196200576761149602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SByc5NeHOKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/SCAe-Z-A47s/s400/DSC_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ahem ahem, moving on. I enjoyed the fellowshiping with them! Had a good time, and was glad that Simin came! Haven't catch up with her for a long time. Also, there was a new friend! Ermm... Li.... ermmm... I've got a confession... I can't remember his name. Oops... Hehe. I shall go repent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-565730713916448130?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/565730713916448130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=565730713916448130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/565730713916448130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/565730713916448130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/movie-outing-woo-hoo.html' title='Movie Outing (Woo Hoo)'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SByc5NeHOKI/AAAAAAAAAAw/SCAe-Z-A47s/s72-c/DSC_0010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-7760232534484348344</id><published>2008-05-04T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:02:21.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I was tempted to go back to the queue and have second round =P'/><title type='text'>Ben and Jerry's Free Cone Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes! My classmates and I, along with our lecturer (she's really a sport) went to queue up at Ben and Jerry's outlet at Raffles City after our lesson on Tuesday (30 April). The queue was REALLY long! But it was worth the wait. Surprisingly we only had to queue for 30 minutes, which was pretty fast, consider the length of the queue! The PR staff were nice, and there was even a crossword puzzle game for us to play it, and obviously (being Comms students... ahem ahem.. do I sound smug? =P) we won!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I mean, they won! Haha. I did not contributed, was busy deciding which flavours to choose. Ahahaha. Good thing I did not waste my braincells to do that crossword puzzle (no offence to my those who did the puzzle), the prize was a Ben and Jerry's post-it notes!! Laughs. And the PR staff only gave us one! Like one! How were we supposed to share the prize?! So, we gave it to our lecturer xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196193588849358946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SByWideHOGI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/nzVRiGHIf0A/s320/CIMG5909.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;While wating in the queue, Sharon took the opportunity to take pictures (yeppie). Sharon (left), Ana and Me!! Hee hee.. Ana was hilarious! She had ice-cream all over her mouth! Furthermore, when she held a blue Ben and Jerry ballon in her hand, she looked likie a walking advertisement for B&amp;amp;J. AHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196194645411313778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SByXf9eHOHI/AAAAAAAAAAY/cCMYDtRBOlw/s320/CIMG5910.JPG" border="0" /&gt; More picture... As usual, we were the loudest bunch. Everyone was staring at us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196195637548759170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SByYZteHOII/AAAAAAAAAAg/n2ZX0hYEFhw/s320/CIMG5916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So after 30 minutes, we got our ice-cream! I had Strawberry Cheesecake flavour, which was DEVINE~~! Yummy! We had tons of fun, and were kind of higly-strung, probably because of the sugar rush. It was a good time fellowshiping and unwinding. We also got to bond, and know each other better. Oh, while we had our ice-cream, a waitress from Gloria Jeans Coffee offered us free samples of white coffee! Hahaha! It was a day full of free stuff! Later, the trashbin also came to us (I know it sounded weird, like inanimate objects walk??? Like huh?? But, this is the best I can express it, with my limited "communications" skill... haha... Sarcasm). We felt like royalty that day! Hahaha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3985544278633040487-7760232534484348344?l=sarahcarlos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/feeds/7760232534484348344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3985544278633040487&amp;postID=7760232534484348344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7760232534484348344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3985544278633040487/posts/default/7760232534484348344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcarlos.blogspot.com/2008/05/ben-and-jerrys-free-cone-day.html' title='Ben and Jerry&apos;s Free Cone Day!'/><author><name>Hebrew rootword: Sarai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11217153482829488576</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/_ddCBnS4CiLc/SByWideHOGI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/nzVRiGHIf0A/s72-c/CIMG5909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3985544278633040487.post-2753221851213221685</id><published>2008-05-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:00:53.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Bloggie in Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh yeeeeaaah, I have created a blog! I just did not have the intention to, but, now I figure, why not? My friend has been pestering me to create a facebook account, but I'm not into these virtual social networks. Maybe by the time I create one, there will be a newer and better social network site. I mean, I created a Friendster account like in 2004 (haha... I know what you must be thinking). But it was useful as I got to know how my primary school friends are doing (Saint Joseph Primary~~!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, soooo, let this journey begin! but view it at your own risk, because I can get really wordy, and go on and on and on and on and on... 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