<?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-94596838733537768</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:16:45.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ABCs of My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Melina is my name. People call me Mel, banana and the classic one, Melnana - which is Mel + Banana. 
I'm FUSS = Fat, Ugly, Short &amp; Stupid. XD</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7056607005830051297</id><published>2008-09-04T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:09:16.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calling of God Is Paramount</title><content type='html'>Last night, my hubby slept over at another guy's house!&lt;br /&gt;... and he even was molested by that guy!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;Okok.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;My hubby's... my lappy lah. (Don't anyhow think can...)&lt;br /&gt;And the other guy is my godfather...&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't so bad not being able to go online or not using the lappy afterall.&lt;br /&gt;Best thing was I wanted to write my project report but realised that my stationaries were in the bag which dad took home. So I couldn't do anything... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My morning devotion a few days back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Calling of God is Paramount&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Love Tranformed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;R.T.Kendall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses was a person who had the call of God upon Him, and yet he voluntarily gave up the treasures of palace life. It was said of Moses, "By faith Moses, when he had grown up, refused to be known as the son of Pharaoh's daughter" (Hebrews 11:24).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was a man brought up in a palace who "chose to be mistreated along with the people of God rather than enjoy the pleasures of sin for a short time" (v. 25). Can you imagine someone who lived in a palace and who voluntarily gave it up in order to please God? Don't tell me this had nothing to do with Moses' annointing! I say it had everything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The call of God on a person makes all the difference. Why did Moses do what he did? It was because the call of God was paramount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is the call of God upon you?&lt;/strong&gt; Is your motivation sense of life the call of God? If you say, "Well, I am not sure if it is or not," you ought to fall on your face before God and ask, "What has gone wrong? What has happened?" Do you have no sense of destiny? No reason for living? Have you been derailed to such an extent that there is no sense of the call of God on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may hope that living conditions will change and this will give you a little bit of happiness. &lt;strong&gt;But the most important thing is to know that God's call is on you. There is something for every one of us to do that is as important in our sphere as in any others in world history! Every Christian has a call from God, and when that grips you, and you know that God has a plan for your life, you will see everything else in a different light, including where you live.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few thoughts after reading this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do I know what my calling is and know that God has brought me into this world for a purpose? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I do, what is it? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What am I doing about it? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What am I gonna do about it? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am I doing it voluntarily? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Am I doing what is pleasing to God? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm... some questions I need to answer myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;argh... coughing super badly again all of a sudden! I haven't cough-ed in a very long time and it's not nice to be coughing like that... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i didn't know lizards can be retarded too!&lt;/span&gt;&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/94596838733537768-7056607005830051297?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7056607005830051297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7056607005830051297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7056607005830051297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7056607005830051297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/09/calling-of-god-is-paramount.html' title='The Calling of God Is Paramount'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4057821631526373449</id><published>2008-08-29T16:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:04:14.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November baby</title><content type='html'>A friend sent me this email today.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how true it is.&lt;br /&gt;For me, I think it's only partially true.&lt;br /&gt;Read on and tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------NOVEMBER BABY --------&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy and loyal.&lt;br /&gt;Very passionate and dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Wild at times.&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy and mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality.&lt;br /&gt;Playful, but secretive.&lt;br /&gt;Very emotional and temperamental sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent.&lt;br /&gt;Can hold their own.&lt;br /&gt;Stands out in a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;Essentially very smart.&lt;br /&gt;Usually, the greatest men are born in this month.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm officially half an hour away from my last day of MP/SIP!&lt;br /&gt;That means from 1730, my 7 weeks school holiday begins!&lt;br /&gt;But my project's not done yet and I've gotta come back to school at least once a week to meet Mr Kwok. bleah. sian-ness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4057821631526373449?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4057821631526373449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4057821631526373449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4057821631526373449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4057821631526373449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/08/november-baby.html' title='November baby'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3785453110402911096</id><published>2008-08-25T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:30:13.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jehova</title><content type='html'>I learnt this at Children's Minstry last Sunday -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jehova Jireh - Provider;&lt;br /&gt;Jehova Rapha - Healer;&lt;br /&gt;Jehova Shalom - Peacemaker;&lt;br /&gt;Jehova Rohi - Shephard;&lt;br /&gt;Jehova M'Kaddesh - the one who cleanses;&lt;br /&gt;Jehova T'Sidkenu - the one who impart righteousness;&lt;br /&gt;Jehova Nissi - Victor;&lt;br /&gt;Jehova Shammah - always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week's was up &amp;amp; down, happy yet sad.&lt;br /&gt;For the good, I want more of such things!&lt;br /&gt;And it will forever be kept in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;For the bad, who wants more of such things?!&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it just keeps repeating itself and will be the case till the at least end of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3785453110402911096?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3785453110402911096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3785453110402911096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3785453110402911096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3785453110402911096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/08/jehova.html' title='Jehova'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1896794150512852880</id><published>2008-08-21T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:10:42.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devotions</title><content type='html'>I think, I think God is preparing me for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Be it my daily readings from my morning devotion or from Purpose Driven Life or from Our Daily Bread on facebook or from the cheena prayer meeting and even from Cleansing Stream, they all seem to talk about the same point.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, just maybe, it's really time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is it's been years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, so this was yesterday's morning devotion -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Love Transformed&lt;br /&gt;R.T. Kendall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Thorn Just For You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thorn in the flesh is not the same for every person. But if you are a Christian worth your salt, you probably have a thorn in the flesh. What may be yours may not be mine. What may be mine may not be yours. For some it is a handicap or disability. For some it could be unhappy employment – or even lack of employment. It could be an enemy. It could be coping with unhappy living conditions. It could be a sexual misgiving. The list is endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The “thorn” may be recognizable to you but unseen by others. God may afflict you with some sort of impediment – by which you may feel He has stripped you of all self – esteem – but this could be utterly unrecognizable to anybody else. Why? Because this “thorn” is for you more than it is for them. Or it may be for them indirectly. It may be so embarrassing and humbling to you that it will make you a different person, such that others will not have an inflated opinion of you. But &lt;strong&gt;it is mainly&lt;/strong&gt; for you – &lt;strong&gt;to keep you humble&lt;/strong&gt;. Certainly it may end up being for others in the sense that they unwittingly do not extol you as they might otherwise have done. This is why Paul’s thorn kept him from being conceited; it kept others from exalting him beyond tat which was warranted. But Paul’s thorn was mainly for him, and yours is mainly for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one that is not to go away very soon, if ever. You will ask, “Do I have to bear this forever?” Maybe not, but you could. You are probably, though, going to have it for a while. Paul said, “I prayed three times that it might go away.” It’s like a prison sentence. It may be a life sentence, or it may be a short period of time. &lt;strong&gt;But as long as you are willing to let it go, your thorn may be healed. In other words, it will stay with you as long as you need it and as long as you let go of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep me from becoming conceited because of these surpassingly great revelations, there was given me a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me. 2 Corinthians 12: 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this morning's devotion -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Love Transformed&lt;br /&gt;R.T. Kendall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn to Accept Yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord Almighty, blessed is the man who trusts in you. Psalms 84:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance, therefore, means, you don't deny the handicap. &lt;strong&gt;Dont live in denial - pretending that it is not there. God has allowed it, and it is there to stay.&lt;/strong&gt; How do you get your nourishment, your strength? Accept your handicap or disability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is more. Know that God loves you. Most important of all, know that you are saved. The greatest thing in the world is knowing that you will go to heaven when you die. There is only one reason you are saved: that God was good to you. He gave you the gospel; never forget that this life is not all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that you must be special, because you are special. There is a definite reason why God has given you this thorn in the flesh. It is to drive you closer to Him, not further from Him. It is to keep you from being smug, conceited, ot taking yourself too seriously. &lt;strong&gt;God could step in and take it away. But if He doesn't, it will stay only because God's purpose in it all is still unfulfilled.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I wish with all my heart that God would remove my own "thorn in the flesh", I have to say also that I have become reconciled to its permanence. What I never thought I would say to God, I now find myself praying: "Lord, I believe now that it would be wrong if you took my thorn away." I have stopped praying that it will go away, because I think it is one of the best things that ever happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would therefore urge you, if you are waking up each morning and saying, "It's still here," to admit that, though you want it removed, there is a greater purpose in it all that God alone understands. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever your handicap or disability is, if you accept it as being from God, it is only a matter of time until you see a purpose for good in it. Take your handicap from God with both hands. Why? Because He loves you, and it was His inscrutable, sovereign way of getting you to develop intimacy with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teaching during Cleansing stream talked about "How to Enter the Cleansing Stream." Basically it's a 4 step process - Revelation (truth), Repentace (confessing and DEALING with the sin to get back on track), Renouncing (breaking what is holding onto us) and Restoration (a condition we must fulfill if we want something). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at prayer meeting on tuesday, Phillipians 3: 13-14 came to me - ... Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been praying a lot more lately.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still unsure about many things, scared about many things.&lt;br /&gt;I need...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, PR2 tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;I need it badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1896794150512852880?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1896794150512852880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1896794150512852880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1896794150512852880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1896794150512852880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/08/devotions.html' title='Devotions'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4738891888598193532</id><published>2008-08-16T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:29:47.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecclesiastes 3 - A Time For Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1-8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Time For Everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a time for everything,&lt;br /&gt;And a season for every activity under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;A time to be born and a time to die,&lt;br /&gt;A time to plant and a time to uproot,&lt;br /&gt;A time to kill and a time to heal,&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear down and a time to build&lt;br /&gt;A time to weep and a time to laugh,&lt;br /&gt;A time to mourn and a time to dance,&lt;br /&gt;A time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,&lt;br /&gt;A time to embrace and a time to refrain,&lt;br /&gt;A time to search and a time to give up,&lt;br /&gt;A time to keep and a time to throw away,&lt;br /&gt;A time to tear and a time to mend,&lt;br /&gt;A time to be silent and a time to speak,&lt;br /&gt;A time to love and a time to hate,&lt;br /&gt;A time for war and a time for peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 20 minutes ago, this beautiful verse came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I broke down upon reading this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4738891888598193532?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4738891888598193532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4738891888598193532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4738891888598193532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4738891888598193532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/08/ecclesiastes-3-time-for-everything.html' title='Ecclesiastes 3 - A Time For Everything'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3201212244275364611</id><published>2008-08-14T10:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T11:40:54.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed</title><content type='html'>Current mood: Depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Current facial expression: -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agrh... I hate myself lah.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I check properly?!&lt;br /&gt;Might not be able to go for any trip afterall.&lt;br /&gt;Even after all that I've prayed...&lt;br /&gt;Why why why?!&lt;br /&gt;argh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3201212244275364611?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3201212244275364611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3201212244275364611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3201212244275364611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3201212244275364611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/08/depressed.html' title='Depressed'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-8315418368438750429</id><published>2008-08-13T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T10:11:50.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diasppointment</title><content type='html'>This morning I got up and saw my half read book on my table. Then the thought of reading that book from page 1 again occured. So I've started to read it and as I was reading it, even though it's only the first few pages, thoughts begin to flood in again.&lt;br /&gt;Below's an abstract of the few pages I've read so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Life You've Always Wanted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ John OrtBerg&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does disappointment come from?&lt;br /&gt;A common answer in our day is that it is a lack of self - esteem, a failure to accept oneself.&lt;br /&gt;That may be part of the answer, but it is not the whole of it, not by a long shot.&lt;br /&gt;The older and wiser answer is that the feeling of disappointment is not the problem, but a reflection of a deeper problem - my failure to be the person God had in mind when he created me.&lt;br /&gt;It is the "pearly ache" in my heart to be at home with the Father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-8315418368438750429?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8315418368438750429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=8315418368438750429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8315418368438750429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8315418368438750429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/08/diasppointment.html' title='Diasppointment'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3669203242722405625</id><published>2008-08-13T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T00:22:04.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mighty to Save</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mighty to Save&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs compassion&lt;br /&gt;A love thats never failing&lt;br /&gt;Let mercy fall on me&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;The kindness of a savior&lt;br /&gt;The hope of nations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savior, he can move the mountains&lt;br /&gt;My God is mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;He is mighty to save&lt;br /&gt;Forever, author of salvation&lt;br /&gt;He rose and conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;Jesus conquered the grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So take me as you find me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All my fears abandoned&lt;/strong&gt; (All my fears and failures - what I would say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And fill my life again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I give my life to follow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything i believe in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I surrender (I surrender)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shine your light and let the whole world see&lt;br /&gt;singing, for the glory of the risen king, Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3669203242722405625?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3669203242722405625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3669203242722405625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3669203242722405625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3669203242722405625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/08/mighty-to-save.html' title='Mighty to Save'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-5986223196715385296</id><published>2008-08-06T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T01:01:04.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumpy ride</title><content type='html'>The past few times I'm with dad, somehow at the end of it, we will talk about sad stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;While I'm very very thankful that he's ALWAYS there for me, I'm begining to think I'm kinda being too much of a problem and unfair to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, life's been a bumpy ride these past few months for me.&lt;br /&gt;Really bumpy.&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, dad's always been there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a higher note, he's been really good at cheating me of my money me recently.&lt;br /&gt;haha. jkjk.&lt;br /&gt;Asked me not to say "watever" &amp;amp; "anything" and posing me fines whenever I say them, 'forcing' me to make decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okies, my time is up and I'd better be off to bed before he jiang me.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;Actually already past 1230pm. It's 1253pm liao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5986223196715385296?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5986223196715385296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5986223196715385296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5986223196715385296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5986223196715385296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/08/bumpy-ride.html' title='Bumpy ride'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7570284260441542026</id><published>2008-08-01T10:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T11:37:37.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shocking photos</title><content type='html'>GOSH!&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting from school now because I cannot wait until tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you a photo of me which a friend uploaded in facebook last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your jaw and don't allow it to drop.&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken when I was in Sec 2 (I think).&lt;br /&gt;Check out my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; my dressing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229387093788144930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="215" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SJKD2vZBNSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T8eP0KW2H6w/s320/Whoa...+check+out+my+dressing+%26+my+hair!.jpg" width="345" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Can you spot me?!&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh!&lt;br /&gt;How cool was my hair?&lt;br /&gt;Super.&lt;br /&gt;Eh... got slope one okay...&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahah....&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh!&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot believe this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkk. back to java.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-7570284260441542026?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SJKD2vZBNSI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T8eP0KW2H6w/s72-c/Whoa...+check+out+my+dressing+%26+my+hair!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3186322789966187885</id><published>2008-07-29T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T11:22:59.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clear message</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it is clear, very clear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3186322789966187885?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7024839537926671889</id><published>2008-07-29T09:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:25:53.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random yet Freaky</title><content type='html'>Last night, a random yet freaky thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The random thing -&lt;br /&gt;Fudder sent a sms asking me to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;Said something like he could feel it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The freaky thing -&lt;br /&gt;I was actually dozing off on the sofa while watching TV when I received his sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time this kinda thing actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;And it's super freaky.&lt;br /&gt;Like there is a third eye watching over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson - everything that you do, don't go against your conscience or have an ulterior motive because our Father in Heaven is watching over us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. - I still don't believe your explanation fudder...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-7024839537926671889?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7024839537926671889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7024839537926671889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7024839537926671889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7024839537926671889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-yet-freaky.html' title='Random yet Freaky'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1526741346030618090</id><published>2008-07-18T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:58:36.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost and found</title><content type='html'>I once was lost but now am found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ogay.&lt;br /&gt;So the bottle cap opened today... bit by bit...&lt;br /&gt;The feeling's good.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't feel so free and happy for the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;I can finally get a good night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little more till it opens fully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I've been mulling over insignificant issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I'm able to get over this so quickly is because of 1 person.&lt;br /&gt;Just 1 person.&lt;br /&gt;That's my DAD!&lt;br /&gt;THANKS A WHOLE LOT for today DAD!&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry my attitude and mood has been so bad this last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for so wanting to help me!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for advising!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your hug!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your love!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for encouraging me!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being so supportive!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for ALWAYS being there for me!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being who you are to me!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1526741346030618090?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1526741346030618090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1526741346030618090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1526741346030618090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1526741346030618090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/07/lost-and-found.html' title='Lost and found'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1205942072772249477</id><published>2008-07-14T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:37:55.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside &amp; Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What you see on the outside may not be what's inside; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The bottle's full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Just a little more till the cap pops out... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1205942072772249477?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1205942072772249477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1205942072772249477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1205942072772249477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1205942072772249477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/07/inside-outside.html' title='Inside &amp; Outside'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2291733074634989801</id><published>2008-07-09T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:28:45.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traffic Light</title><content type='html'>Traffic Light.&lt;br /&gt;What comes to your mind each time you see a traffic light?&lt;br /&gt;Was doing the cleansing stream homework and there was this illustration of the traffic light.&lt;br /&gt;3 colours of the traffic light - &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Green, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SHi7x3E6XaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/s7KGVqDX_OU/s1600-h/528204122_5894d637e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222130233208626594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SHi7x3E6XaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/s7KGVqDX_OU/s320/528204122_5894d637e6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; - represents your body. It screams "Go! Go! Go!" to every thing that feels good or destructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; -  represents your soul. It is more cautious. It slows down your feelings and thinkings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; - represents your spirit. The need to stop and wait. Wait upon the Lord and do what He says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Therefore, if we choose to walk in the spirit, we need to learn to stop, like the red light.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some self check points I thought after I read the illustrations:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which light are you currently looking at now? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which light do you wanna be looking at? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will you walk in the flesh or in the spirit? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2291733074634989801?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2291733074634989801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2291733074634989801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2291733074634989801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2291733074634989801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/07/traffic-light.html' title='Traffic Light'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SHi7x3E6XaI/AAAAAAAAAJA/s7KGVqDX_OU/s72-c/528204122_5894d637e6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-9112308065159498005</id><published>2008-07-07T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T22:28:40.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Alone</title><content type='html'>It's always good to know that you're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Celeste for knowing what I'm going through in church and small group and thank you Cel for assuring me that I'm not the only one who feels that way.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the chat we had on msn this morning and I thank God for you Cel.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about your disappearance.&lt;br /&gt;I might join you in this act too. :D&lt;br /&gt;Go find yourself and fill that emptyness in you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep praying for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh mann...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've got like 21 PAGES of homework to complete...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in 13 DAYS, not including the 28 chapters of reading to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plus I've also got java.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm TRIED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-9112308065159498005?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/9112308065159498005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=9112308065159498005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/9112308065159498005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/9112308065159498005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/07/never-alone.html' title='Never Alone'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-5772676191426510863</id><published>2008-07-02T14:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T15:23:34.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The price of a broken spec</title><content type='html'>Great. All I did this morning was to zhao school and send my glasses in to the 'hosptal'. Went to parkway only to find that the optican's not open yet. Felt like a retarted. So I sat at borders and took a book off the shelf, sat down, flipped a few pages and feel asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my glasses are deposited in the 'hospital' to recupperate. In the mean time, I'm half BLIND now because I dont have any spare glasses. But the guy was nice enough to give me a pair of contacts. But the thing is it's not my degree, so I can't see very far...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5772676191426510863?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5772676191426510863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5772676191426510863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5772676191426510863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5772676191426510863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/07/price-of-broken-spec.html' title='The price of a broken spec'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7355469560363080446</id><published>2008-07-01T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:04:44.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanted</title><content type='html'>Thank God even though some people pang-seh-ed me and watched wanted on their own, I was still able to find company to watch the show.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;You should know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;lol. no offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so weird -&lt;br /&gt;Going out with underaged uncles and aunties.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;If my boyfriend were to dress like that to town, you won't see me walking with him.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this week's gonna be tiring... &lt;br /&gt;Celebrating Evan's birthday tomorrow;&lt;br /&gt;Benny's 21st on Friday;&lt;br /&gt;Jane's leaving for Australia on Friday; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-7355469560363080446?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7355469560363080446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7355469560363080446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7355469560363080446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7355469560363080446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/07/wanted.html' title='Wanted'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1622748507169062012</id><published>2008-06-29T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:11:09.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>The past 2 or 3 days, many things happened.&lt;br /&gt;Both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The night out with dad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David's home-coming - fellowship-ed at home then at ECP&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good sharing time at special kids' parent-meet-teacher session&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recognised &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My cash supply made it through this month&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, the middle... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worship leading session &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, the bad... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out that a friend met with an accident&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Found out that another friend did time &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting real tired of Java &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rashes spreading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking back, this weekend seemed interesting. But I'm tired out. Really tired. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1622748507169062012?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1622748507169062012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1622748507169062012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1622748507169062012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1622748507169062012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4863159226368543893</id><published>2008-06-28T23:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:52:25.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddiee's 41st!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOOSSEEE!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't believe what I did with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not the dinner, but the one after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still don't. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone die die also wanted me to choose a place for dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So New York New York we went. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, let me first introduce you to... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217291783338768354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SGeLPAt4t-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/BJ8egx-NS9k/s320/Daddiee+%26+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; My dear fudder! :)) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dinner, we went to some place that starts with the letter f seen on the coaster for... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a DRINK! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(shhh... don't tell my parents. Please.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;High class one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FULLERTON HOTEL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217291795070100722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SGeLPsa2pPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/JrMoiQPFiDg/s320/DSC00359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We sat there for a couple of hours, like 3 hours? with a bottle of wine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had a talk. A really really good one. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First time ever did I go drink with someone ALONE; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First time ever did I go drink with someone whom I never expect to go with.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think this is the first time he ever saw me drink . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so much some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was so scared I couldn't drink and worried that I would have a hang over. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh wells. &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To sum it all up, I had a GREAT night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blessed Birthday Dad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4863159226368543893?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4863159226368543893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4863159226368543893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1291542758453502587</id><published>2008-06-26T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T23:08:58.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making bed</title><content type='html'>This morning while I was brushing my teeth, I thought to myself -&lt;br /&gt;Why do I make my bed every morning only to mess it up again each night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make my bed because my parents ask me to do so.&lt;br /&gt;They say it makes the room and house look neater.&lt;br /&gt;I do it so that I won't get a scolding for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;That's obedience I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought.&lt;br /&gt;If I obey my parents in these little things, I should also obey my father in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;The little things He request, I should do it.&lt;br /&gt;And I should do it without complaining, I should do it with gladness.&lt;br /&gt;In the same way, the little things that He ask me to do, He wants to make my life more orderly, piecing the pieces together to make the perfect picture that He would be proud of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1291542758453502587?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1291542758453502587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1291542758453502587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1291542758453502587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1291542758453502587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/making-bed.html' title='Making bed'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2819997832469257382</id><published>2008-06-21T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:37:25.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissapointed &amp; Provision</title><content type='html'>... and I thought a swim would help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner-ed at some resturant to celebrate Fathers' Day, grandfather's birthday and cousin's return...&lt;br /&gt;It (especially the fellowship) was kinda disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;But God really provided.&lt;br /&gt;At least for me, for next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2819997832469257382?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2819997832469257382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2819997832469257382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2819997832469257382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2819997832469257382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/dissapointed-provision.html' title='Dissapointed &amp; Provision'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-626333297998060544</id><published>2008-06-17T10:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:15:19.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah 29:13</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Isaiah 29:13 - The Lord says: "These people come near to me with their mouth and honour me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. Their worship of me is made up only of rules taught be men." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thought - are you a Sunday christian? Does your heart match up to what you are doing/saying or are you doing/saying things just because it's what you should do and is a 'model answer'? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make everything you do or say be pleasing to God. Make it a worship to Him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been hanging out with my dear fudder alot recently. Which is good. The small talk before the show was good. I love going out with you dad! XDD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I'm looking forward for tonight though you might not be. heh. Take that first step of faith and you'll see yourself going up more! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The water bottle you got me... errr... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-626333297998060544?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/626333297998060544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=626333297998060544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/626333297998060544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/626333297998060544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/isaiah-2913.html' title='Isaiah 29:13'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-712264285396195540</id><published>2008-06-12T09:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:01:56.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer bets</title><content type='html'>Euro 2008 is not a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;It's unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;Friends in the course have been betting.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the guys. &lt;br /&gt;Not just 1 game, but every game.&lt;br /&gt;And their bets are not small.&lt;br /&gt;They are HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;Like the France game, 1 friend lost $300.&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday's game for Portugal, another friend lost $200.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-712264285396195540?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/712264285396195540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=712264285396195540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/712264285396195540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/712264285396195540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/soccer-bets.html' title='Soccer bets'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2752069526025696905</id><published>2008-06-10T15:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T16:06:58.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Train neh neh</title><content type='html'>I have friends who are super retarded.&lt;br /&gt;You know, at the neighbourhood training area, you have the various stations to train for different areas right?&lt;br /&gt;They have the pull ups, step up, monkey bars, hamester (log) roll, 2 parallel bars thingy, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Quek say the 2 parallel bars thingy is for you to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;train your neh neh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;make your neh neh stronger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;He actually showed you how it works lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and&lt;br /&gt;The clique's been saying people 'fan jian'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2752069526025696905?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2752069526025696905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2752069526025696905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2752069526025696905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2752069526025696905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/train-neh-neh.html' title='Train neh neh'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3889977490851202237</id><published>2008-06-08T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:34:39.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ren Yao</title><content type='html'>Last night after supper at Simpang, we took a drive to Changi Village, just to see...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;REN YAO (aqua).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way there and even during the drive round the carpark, Miss Soo was super HIGH can.&lt;br /&gt;So excited that she's gonna see ren yao. Don't know so excited for what.&lt;br /&gt;See already even MORE high.&lt;br /&gt;Siao one. &lt;br /&gt;We actually witness one ren yao hop onto the car in front of ours.&lt;br /&gt;Before she hopped on the car, she asked "me?"&lt;br /&gt;We were all shocked.&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to follow the car infront of ours to see where they were headed next but figured it wasn't a wise idea, so we turned the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew Changi Village would have so MANY ren yao.&lt;br /&gt;They actually have enough to surround the entire carpark!&lt;br /&gt;Their boobs, so huge so fake.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. before we drove to the ren yao place, we went to some aviation centre to see stars.&lt;br /&gt;Super far in, super dark and scary.&lt;br /&gt;Drive all the way in then looked to the sky and saw no star.&lt;br /&gt;Sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if seeing ren yao wasn't enough, we went to geylang...&lt;br /&gt;to see 'jis' (chicken in chinese).&lt;br /&gt;So many of them.&lt;br /&gt;Saw some buildings with rooms lit with red lights... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 3am!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;Super tired.&lt;br /&gt;But I had a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3889977490851202237?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3889977490851202237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3889977490851202237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3889977490851202237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3889977490851202237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/ren-yao.html' title='Ren Yao'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4097314288154889037</id><published>2008-06-07T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:22:02.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikea, late nights</title><content type='html'>IKEA!&lt;br /&gt;I've always loved going there;&lt;br /&gt;Ate the meatballs for lunch;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's almost the same things I see everytime...&lt;br /&gt;I get ideas from there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been going out a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;Out till late and out in the late night. &lt;br /&gt;Which is bad.&lt;br /&gt;Was out yesterday till like 12am.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going out again soon later, like at 1130pm for prata with 2 couples - Miss Soo &amp;amp; Miss Tum.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be that huge lightbulb.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4097314288154889037?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4097314288154889037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4097314288154889037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4097314288154889037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4097314288154889037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/ikea-late-nights.html' title='Ikea, late nights'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1198468715853193056</id><published>2008-06-07T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T00:41:04.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jia Hao's Birthday 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUEK!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner for the 8 of us cost $159.35!&lt;br /&gt;Edmund, you should have gone lah.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone went except you.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Relieved stress.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's good to make fun of our own clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SElkqAb30AI/AAAAAAAAAIY/El88vpWKDFA/s1600-h/DSC08861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208805116864876546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SElkqAb30AI/AAAAAAAAAIY/El88vpWKDFA/s320/DSC08861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quek, the girls wish you and your Ling Ling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SElknxpSEdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3LeNKWlwq5s/s1600-h/DSC08823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208805078534853074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SElknxpSEdI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3LeNKWlwq5s/s320/DSC08823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us (w/o Edmund) on some bridge at Clarke Quay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I'm super broke already.&lt;br /&gt;And it's only the begining of the month.&lt;br /&gt;Why do so many people have to be born in June?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1198468715853193056?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1198468715853193056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1198468715853193056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1198468715853193056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1198468715853193056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/jia-haos-birthday-2008.html' title='Jia Hao&apos;s Birthday 2008'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SElkqAb30AI/AAAAAAAAAIY/El88vpWKDFA/s72-c/DSC08861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-8931596949058678202</id><published>2008-06-04T22:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:29:20.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated over java</title><content type='html'>Great, now I'm super frustrated over java and I don't feel like doing it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving up but I can't or I'll be wasting the last 2 years in poly.&lt;br /&gt;The codes just won't work.&lt;br /&gt;Even my teacher is super DL about it, about the person who asked us to do this program.&lt;br /&gt;The group and Mr Kwok sat down together for like 4 straight hours today, trying to solve the problem and he teaching us.&lt;br /&gt;But we didn't succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Kwok realised that it is quite stupid for us to be rewriting the codes from SCRATCH when they already have the program.&lt;br /&gt;It just makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A portion of our convo -&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kwok: "Do you know which group of people wrote the program?"&lt;br /&gt;Us: "Java professionals?"&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kwok: "Ya. A GROUP of professionals. A GROUP. Do you know how long they took to write the program?"&lt;br /&gt;Us: "No, not very sure."&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kwok: "2 years! And it's still not complete yet. How are you all going to finish it? Stupid right?"&lt;br /&gt;Us: "*worried look* cher, we only got 19 weeks leh."&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kwok: "That's why. How are you going to finish it. He siao lah. It's not practical lah... But anyway, we'll just do what we can on our end..."&lt;br /&gt;Us: "Ok."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are we gonna finish the project?!&lt;br /&gt;Warrow. 12 CUs leh! 100% weightage!!&lt;br /&gt;Sian lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-8931596949058678202?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8931596949058678202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=8931596949058678202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8931596949058678202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8931596949058678202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/frustrated-over-java.html' title='Frustrated over java'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-8934587594835684895</id><published>2008-05-30T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T22:38:33.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's reminder</title><content type='html'>Someone whom I'm totally not close to sent me a sms.&lt;br /&gt;Someone whom I never thought would say such things to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sms goes -&lt;br /&gt;Hi Melina, just felt led to send this to you. First, we need to thank God for the past 1 month, there are such PEACE in calmness in us. Thank God for coming to our rescue and answering our prayers. Remember that God is our ONLY answer.&lt;br /&gt;(Then the person goes)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your faithfulness, for your love, for your obedience, for being so responsible and most of all, thank you for praying. I'll keep you in my prayers. GBU abundantly Melina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think this sms serves as a reminder to me, that I've not been looking to Him in all that I do, especially in my FYP. Things may seem to be stagnant, but I should thank God for giving me peace and that He's always right here beside me, no matter what I'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;But then, that person didn't have to add the bottom part. As in like I don't really know that person and I don't even talk much to this person. So why would she say such things about me? Then at YM, Adriel shared - do not mix humility with fear, my friends... and I began to realise that I wasn't being humble by not acknowledging things but it was the fear in me... oh wells...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-8934587594835684895?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8934587594835684895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=8934587594835684895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8934587594835684895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8934587594835684895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/06/gods-reminder.html' title='God&apos;s reminder'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4621768939196937290</id><published>2008-05-26T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T23:03:30.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hug that meant the World</title><content type='html'>So I've finally told dad about it.&lt;br /&gt;After like 6 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;It really took me a lot of erm... courage to tell him.&lt;br /&gt;Feel kinda relieved but there's still a weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for not being angry;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your ears;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for waiting so many weeks just because of this little thing;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your understanding;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for letting me know that I'm not alone;&lt;br /&gt;thank you the hug! - it really really meant a lot;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for just being who you are;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for your love;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4621768939196937290?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4621768939196937290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4621768939196937290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4621768939196937290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4621768939196937290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/05/hug-that-meant-world.html' title='The Hug that meant the World'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3404587740842310476</id><published>2008-05-25T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:15:15.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project ChristWalk</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;Good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;But it's more good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, mum wanted to check out the Henderson walk thingy.&lt;br /&gt;So we went vivo, shopped first, then went to look for the thingy.&lt;br /&gt;As we walked, bro and I were crapping.&lt;br /&gt;Then it came to a point where we walked until we were super tired and the crappiness went further. Ha. Mum and dad actually crapped with us!&lt;br /&gt;Walked for like 1 1/2 hours but we didn't like get there.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, mum called her friend and we realised that it only starts at Safra Mount Faber!&lt;br /&gt;So we were walking and walking and walking to nowhere all this while!&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, I think we all enjoyed the walk. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Christwalk!&lt;br /&gt;Sandy's last day of employment in YM. =(&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Jeremy Seaward's Birthday (we flew him in to speak to us today).&lt;br /&gt;His sermon - Which chair are you sitting in?&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;Java-ed.&lt;br /&gt;And dinner!&lt;br /&gt;One of the most expensive and best dinner I've ever eaten!&lt;br /&gt;4 tables, guess the cost.&lt;br /&gt;4 digits! Put the decimal place yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Always a spoiler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Parking, the way I drive, my speed, my phone, my turns, the music, yada yada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And why am I only allowed to drive on Saturdays?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh wells. dont focus on the bad though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Someone left me hanging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm waiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3404587740842310476?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3404587740842310476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3404587740842310476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3404587740842310476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3404587740842310476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/05/project-christwalk.html' title='Project ChristWalk'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-5377097039139566712</id><published>2008-05-23T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:05:44.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Lost</title><content type='html'>.now awake wide still am I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;, to Thanks&lt;br /&gt;!this like write to me teaching for much So&lt;br /&gt;!that like something do actually would you believe can't still I&lt;br /&gt;.yet it over not still I'm And&lt;br /&gt;.blog a start him helping for much so And&lt;br /&gt;.lah retarted and cheated so feel I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.you EVIL You&lt;br /&gt;.LAH YOU HATE REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.wait just You&lt;br /&gt;!month next times 2 die you sure make I'll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.liao bedtime my pass Ogay,&lt;br /&gt;.kena I before go Better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XDD !too this doing fun had I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5377097039139566712?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5377097039139566712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5377097039139566712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5377097039139566712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5377097039139566712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-lost.html' title='I Lost'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3086751686354558107</id><published>2008-05-18T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:36:34.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Injustified for Special Kids &amp; their family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You who look down on special kids.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you!!&lt;br /&gt;Special kids also have the right to go to church!&lt;br /&gt;They also have the right to be brought out of the house!&lt;br /&gt;You have absoutely no right to condemn them!&lt;br /&gt;And you have no right to put their parents down too!&lt;br /&gt;Now thanks to you, the kid's mum thinks she's a lousy mum.&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to bring up a kid and give unconditional love and attention 24/7 to someone who is INCAPABLE of taking care of himself!&lt;br /&gt;It's ok if you dont wanna accept her apology but you really did not need to say what you said.&lt;br /&gt;Just put yourself in the special kid's parents shoes.&lt;br /&gt;What if you had a child like that? How will you feel? Do you think it'll be easy? What if someone said the exact same words you told the kid's mum?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3086751686354558107?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3086751686354558107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3086751686354558107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3086751686354558107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3086751686354558107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/05/injustified-for-special-kids-their.html' title='Injustified for Special Kids &amp; their family'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2865608640660617918</id><published>2008-05-12T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T23:36:12.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust His Heart</title><content type='html'>A few months back, my dear daddiee shared a song with me - Trust His Heart.&lt;br /&gt;Today, this was my theme song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All things work for our good&lt;br /&gt;Though sometimes we don't see how they could.&lt;br /&gt;Struggles that break our hearts in two&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes blinded to the truth&lt;br /&gt;Our Father knows what's best for us&lt;br /&gt;His ways are not our own.&lt;br /&gt;So when your pathway grows dim&lt;br /&gt;And you just don't see Him&lt;br /&gt;Remember you're never alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is too wise to be mistaken&lt;br /&gt;God is too good to be unkind&lt;br /&gt;So when you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;When you don't see his plan&lt;br /&gt;When you can't trace his hand&lt;br /&gt;Trust his heart, trust his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sees the master plan&lt;br /&gt;And he holds our future in his hand&lt;br /&gt;So don't live as those who have no hope&lt;br /&gt;For our hope is found in him.&lt;br /&gt;We see the present clearly&lt;br /&gt;But he sees the first and the last&lt;br /&gt;And like a tapestry he's weaving you and me&lt;br /&gt;To someday be just like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for our weekly meeting at I2R today.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda irritated with the supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;Each week, our total travelling journey to and fro the place adds up to a good 3 hours. But he only talks for like 20 minutes! Like what we did in that 1 week and what he expects from us the next. That's all. When we ask him questions, he will shrug the questions and say "you will have to work that out". He just refuses to lend us any help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrhhh... Java Java Java.&lt;br /&gt;I will defeat you and and score for my project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got about a year to think of the path I'll be taking for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;God I need/ want you to tell me your master plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2865608640660617918?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2865608640660617918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2865608640660617918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2865608640660617918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2865608640660617918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/05/trust-his-heart.html' title='Trust His Heart'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-8245520762008772566</id><published>2008-05-06T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:54:33.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants</title><content type='html'>The last song played on my itunes - God is good.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda 'spoke' to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good, all the time&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest night, His light will shine&lt;br /&gt;God is good, all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As MP really gets going now, the stress level rises. There's so much to be done in such a short time. Lots of things to be learnt on our own. But thank God, my group members are very willing to share what they learnt individually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, His light NEVER fails to shine on our darkest paths.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what we're going through, God's always there, God always hears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess things are getting worst as the weeks pass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Each time he compares and rants, I get more and more uncomfortable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It get more uncomfortable when I have very, very different views from him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's not his fault I guess. But I think he is wrong too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I think he should put a full stop to the entire thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Forgive and forget; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't judge; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let go my friend, let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry, I shouldn't be judging him too. I'm really sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just need to get this off my chest... cos it's been weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Should I or should I not tell him?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-8245520762008772566?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8245520762008772566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=8245520762008772566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8245520762008772566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8245520762008772566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/05/rants.html' title='Rants'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3908253651927402572</id><published>2008-05-02T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T15:04:50.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The different kinds of funeral</title><content type='html'>Chu ping-ed today, or rather yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph, Cheryl, brudder and I were comparing the Christian funeral serivce with the Taoist service...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taoist throw the paper money on the floor. A few pieces each time they go round the coffin. Chirstians don't. Imagine if those were our offering each sunday. Do we give our offering all at once or do we put a few coins in then run to the next row to put another few and the next and the next? (imagine we give coins for offering)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taoist walk round the coffin until the 'soul' is satisfied. Christians only walk once (I think). This morning, we counted. They walked 4 times clockwise and then once anti-clockwise. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taoist are sexist. The males are deemed as more important whereas females are less important. The males will line up in the front line and the females behind even though the males may be younger.In Christianity, we are all of equal status. It doesn't matter who goes first and who goes last. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taoist have different 'banners' for the different generations to pay their final respect? Christians don't. We pay respect together. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Taoist competes to see who 'cries' the loudest to show how xiao shun they are. Christians, though they are sad, they rejoice because their loved ones are enjoying in heaven. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At a Christian funeral, it begins with worship, then a Pastor preaches for a while, maybe a eulogy is read and prays. At Taoist funeral, first they all bow to the deceased, then kneels, then take turns to pay respect, bows, the prist holds a lantern and says a few things (I don't know what), sprinkles water on the coffin and they bow again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This wake, is the smallest and the cremation service, the fastest I've been to. And I thought they paid more attention to the rites than to the deceased. Between ah ma's funeral and ah zuo's funeral, I think ah ma's was more well organised. At least we managed to have our own family members carry the coffin with shirt and ties on and even had the chance to take a final family photo together - all her children, grandchildren and even great grandchildren. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No offense to the comparison between the two. These are just my thoughts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At my wake, I actually want 'Come On and Celebrate' and 'Celebrate Jesus Celebrate' to be sung. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3908253651927402572?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3908253651927402572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3908253651927402572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3908253651927402572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3908253651927402572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/05/different-kinds-of-funeral.html' title='The different kinds of funeral'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4941917743821904917</id><published>2008-04-27T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:11:17.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Ah Zuo</title><content type='html'>Thank you God for bring more people to YM!&lt;br /&gt;We had a record of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;410&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; youths today!&lt;br /&gt;And to think that some of their exams start this week.&lt;br /&gt;Exam periods are like the low attendance week.&lt;br /&gt;But combined service today... whao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand with arms high and heart abandon&lt;br /&gt;In awe of the one who gave it all&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand my sould longs to you surrender all&lt;br /&gt;I am is Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can I say&lt;br /&gt;What can do&lt;br /&gt;But offer this heart oh God, completely to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though I'm not very close to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd just wanna say "goodbye".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4941917743821904917?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4941917743821904917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4941917743821904917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4941917743821904917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4941917743821904917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodbye-ah-zuo.html' title='Goodbye Ah Zuo'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7284170724295613991</id><published>2008-04-24T21:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:57:14.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5N3 Class Gathering</title><content type='html'>Ok 5N3, I'm doing justice for the little gathering we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the 100+ photos we took during that short 3 hours gathering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMpXZnHCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/4jVLbIrI0Io/s1600-h/Seafood+Platter!!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192805012642143266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMpXZnHCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/4jVLbIrI0Io/s320/Seafood+Platter!!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMpnZnHDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4kDUFUEsl7s/s1600-h/Reflections.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMpnZnHDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4kDUFUEsl7s/s1600-h/Reflections.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen &amp;amp; my seafood platter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMpnZnHDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4kDUFUEsl7s/s1600-h/Reflections.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192805016937110578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMpnZnHDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4kDUFUEsl7s/s320/Reflections.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror, Mirror on the... Lift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMp3ZnHEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XYevpwLfGq0/s1600-h/Oh+my!!!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192805021232077890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMp3ZnHEI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XYevpwLfGq0/s320/Oh+my!!!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khairiani and Farhana's shocked faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMqHZnHFI/AAAAAAAAAII/gOt8C7rNZqc/s1600-h/Mr+Tafran+Angullia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192805025527045202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMqHZnHFI/AAAAAAAAAII/gOt8C7rNZqc/s320/Mr+Tafran+Angullia.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMqHZnHFI/AAAAAAAAAII/gOt8C7rNZqc/s1600-h/Mr+Tafran+Angullia.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Form Teacher - &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCLmnZnG_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/iAAdMEAZ8Sk/s1600-h/DSC02863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192803865885875186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCLmnZnG_I/AAAAAAAAAHY/iAAdMEAZ8Sk/s320/DSC02863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Angullia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin looks like he doesn't have a head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCLmHZnG9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/cHtcf9pIFbI/s1600-h/cheers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192803857295940562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCLmHZnG9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/cHtcf9pIFbI/s320/cheers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMonZnHBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Alo8XuPHzOs/s1600-h/US.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192804999757241362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMonZnHBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Alo8XuPHzOs/s320/US.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us at Fish &amp;amp; Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCLl3ZnG8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Kx8Yq6gsl88/s1600-h/At+the+durian+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192803853000973250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCLl3ZnG8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Kx8Yq6gsl88/s320/At+the+durian+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCLm3ZnHAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/BRcOn4DLIoU/s1600-h/Esplanade.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        At the Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, time flies. It's been 3 years since we parted for our separate ways.&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully, our ties are still as strong as ever.&lt;br /&gt;Our next gathering will be sometime near Mr Angullia's birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-7284170724295613991?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7284170724295613991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7284170724295613991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7284170724295613991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7284170724295613991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/5n3-class-gathering.html' title='5N3 Class Gathering'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SBCMpXZnHCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/4jVLbIrI0Io/s72-c/Seafood+Platter!!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-377451201137159521</id><published>2008-04-21T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:31:21.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>School was a bore today.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted the entire day.&lt;br /&gt;Briefing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Then crapped with the clique until about 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Meet various MP supervisors.&lt;br /&gt;Briefed on scope of project.&lt;br /&gt;Realised that we were assigned one of the more difficult projects.&lt;br /&gt;19 weeks is all we've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm dying. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My throat's killing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My head's a little better. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-377451201137159521?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/377451201137159521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-8158439914211380818</id><published>2008-04-20T20:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:39:14.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>Had secondary class gathering on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday!!&lt;br /&gt;Cheeken backside!&lt;br /&gt;Malu backside.&lt;br /&gt;Say I eat maggie mee got no life.&lt;br /&gt;You two good.&lt;br /&gt;Like you eat bak kut teh and you mian got life like that.&lt;br /&gt;Some problematic kid had to go see doc halfway then ps-ed us.&lt;br /&gt;Say I should be honoured to have lunch with her.&lt;br /&gt;Should be the other way round can.&lt;br /&gt;Then walked the mall to look for the baby shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot find.&lt;br /&gt;Concluded that the babies in that area no need to wear clothes and have no life.&lt;br /&gt;Stoned at Macs for half an hour without purchasing anything before we left for heartland mall.&lt;br /&gt;Bought the baby shirt.&lt;br /&gt;Went to another macs.&lt;br /&gt;Cheeken backside was soooo NICE to redo the shirt for me.&lt;br /&gt;Sat there for like 2 hours with 2 sundaes and a small coke.&lt;br /&gt;The backside clique should go out more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will upload the pics some other time.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to do it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, tuition-ed.&lt;br /&gt;Mid years in like 2-3 weeks? Stressed.&lt;br /&gt;Not the kid, but me.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a new book - The Life You've Always Wanted by John Othberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Last day of holidays = moody.&lt;br /&gt;Going back to school tomorrow = sian-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm glad I didn't go for it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I did, I'd miss out on a lot of things that happened this week. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But then again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I missed it, again, I'll havta live with the consequences. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't think I'll go for it anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Praying. &lt;br /&gt;I think I not only have brain cancer. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I also have throat cancer now.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-8158439914211380818?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8158439914211380818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=8158439914211380818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8158439914211380818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8158439914211380818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7754429777045228512</id><published>2008-04-17T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:59:32.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School</title><content type='html'>I'm more than annoyed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me last minute work again tonight please.&lt;br /&gt;I need TIME to complete the given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna dread school for the next 1 year.&lt;br /&gt;Just checked my timetable.&lt;br /&gt;The attachment time, it's worst then the normal.&lt;br /&gt;Worst. I don't even know what my major project is and I don't know what to bring on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this kinda things.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-7754429777045228512?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7754429777045228512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7754429777045228512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7754429777045228512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7754429777045228512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/school.html' title='School'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2906914008791923004</id><published>2008-04-16T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:18:01.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>I'm SUPER annoyed now.&lt;br /&gt;And my head's not helping.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Neh's dad, hurry come back!&lt;br /&gt;Ah Neh got loads to tell you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2906914008791923004?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2906914008791923004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2906914008791923004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2906914008791923004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2906914008791923004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-8634114094644685895</id><published>2008-04-13T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:50:29.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head-ache</title><content type='html'>The sound was blarring today.&lt;br /&gt;It was really, really LOUD. LOUDER then the usual loud.&lt;br /&gt;Caroline left, now Sandy's leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Not that they have an impact on me but yea. They've been serving YM for like 6-7 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think I've got brain cancer or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The headache that was with me since last Sunday has been my greatest partner till now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I thought a dive in the pool would do me good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It only made the brain pound harder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fever's my other partner.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A big one's on the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-8634114094644685895?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8634114094644685895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=8634114094644685895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8634114094644685895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8634114094644685895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/head-ache.html' title='Head-ache'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1564104992156018591</id><published>2008-04-10T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:02:42.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Viginity</title><content type='html'>I LOST my viginity today...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;To PANADOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I've been having headache since last Sunday and my good dad kinda made me eat panadol today. I don't like eating panadol and refuse to take panadol when I'm down but today was my first time taking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the 2nd first of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a movie with a FOURTY-ONE year old MAN!&lt;br /&gt;ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;Eh eh. Before your imaginations go wild, that person is...&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD lah.&lt;br /&gt;What were you people thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;grrr. I hate the weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It blows hot and cold so randomly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1564104992156018591?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1564104992156018591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1564104992156018591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1564104992156018591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1564104992156018591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/lost-viginity.html' title='Lost Viginity'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-6445206201598859211</id><published>2008-04-09T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:50:23.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah</title><content type='html'>Jonah and the big fish (the Bible didn't say it was a whale).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Jonah,we may have to do things in life that we don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we find ourselves wanting to turn and run.&lt;br /&gt;But it is better to obey God than to defy him or run away.&lt;br /&gt;Often, in spite of our defiance, God in His Mercy will give us another chance to serve him when we return to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cast all my cares upon you&lt;br /&gt;I la-ay all of my burdens down at your feet&lt;br /&gt;And any time, I don't know wha--at to do&lt;br /&gt;I will cast all my cares upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;em&gt;ha. someone said I'll be irritation free for the next 2 weeks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Better get off my lappy soon otherwise will kena M tmr. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-6445206201598859211?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6445206201598859211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=6445206201598859211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6445206201598859211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6445206201598859211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/retarded.html' title='Jonah'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2720990066644648872</id><published>2008-04-07T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T00:41:13.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Loves the Little Children</title><content type='html'>The kids at Special Kids Min today weren't nice.&lt;br /&gt;One by one, they all acted up.&lt;br /&gt;First it was Ben. Benedict.&lt;br /&gt;He threw a huge fuss just because he wanted to listen to his CD.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't wanna oblige him cos it was time for worship but he insisted on wanting a CD player to play the CD.&lt;br /&gt;He ramaged through every bag he saw and even pushed 2 teachers aside.&lt;br /&gt;Benedict wasn't obedient today.&lt;br /&gt;The other kids left for worship in their respective halls and Ben was left in the room, isolated, with 3 teachers and his maid. That's 4 people.&lt;br /&gt;When workship was over and the kids returned to the room for the lesson, they were told that they had to use the smaller room.&lt;br /&gt;And because they are special kids, some of them just refused to go to the other room cos that room was theirs (they've been using that room since like forever).&lt;br /&gt;And of course, more problems came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At worship, the other Ben acted up.&lt;br /&gt;This time, it was Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;He ran from the back of the hall, to the side, where the sound board is.&lt;br /&gt;With his itchy hands, messed up the sound system and even pulled some wires out.&lt;br /&gt;The other kids at the normal sunday school service were all shocked (special kids have worship together with the other kids) and stared at Ben.&lt;br /&gt;Frightened, Ben started to scream.&lt;br /&gt;yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God Ben calmed down soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At worship, Ning Xiang and Joanne also acted up.&lt;br /&gt;Ning Xiang started touching Joanne inappropriately.&lt;br /&gt;NX is like 18 this year, but acts like a small child and yes, 18 is the age where they start to want to get into a relationship like normal people do too. So it's not surprising that NX is curious. But Joanne is only 10!&lt;br /&gt;One time, Joanne even held NX hand to touch erm... yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was today's worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to return to their room and have their table and chair caused more chaos among other kids as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Loves the Little Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves the little children&lt;br /&gt;All the children of the world&lt;br /&gt;Red and yellow black and white,&lt;br /&gt;They are precious in His sight&lt;br /&gt;Jesus love the little children of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for loving the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Though they may be ostracised by the other kids and classed as weird, each of the special kids are special and precious in your sight!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day didn't end here.&lt;div&gt;The above describes only my morning, from like 9am to 11am. &lt;br /&gt;A few more things happened during the rest of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a loooooonnnnnngggggg day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;And the weather's not helping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2720990066644648872?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2720990066644648872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2720990066644648872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2720990066644648872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2720990066644648872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/jesus-loves-little-children.html' title='Jesus Loves the Little Children'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2171248965370819010</id><published>2008-04-01T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:52:01.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool's</title><content type='html'>I feel so CHEATED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First it was that cheeken backside.&lt;br /&gt;But this was a minor case.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was goddaddy.&lt;br /&gt;And this was one trick that really got me.&lt;br /&gt;You see, I'm supposed to be training on my first assignment ALONE tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;So my clever fudder happily messaged me "Halo. I got bad news for you".&lt;br /&gt;Concerned, I called him and asked and he went "Queenstown is cancelled tomorrow".&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? Serious?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Ya. Melvin neh message you meh?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. He where got message me this kinda thing one&lt;br /&gt;Him: But you are the trainer mah&lt;br /&gt;Me: So?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Anyway, now for the good news... April fool!&lt;br /&gt;Me: warrow... sianz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, please please pray for me tomorrow. It's my first assignment Alone tomorrow in T-W-O, TWO, DUAL, ER schools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything will piece together...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2171248965370819010?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2171248965370819010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2171248965370819010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2171248965370819010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2171248965370819010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/04/april-fools.html' title='April Fool&apos;s'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-6375366216146198889</id><published>2008-03-23T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:01:16.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>Easter play today was fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;The acting, the dancing.&lt;br /&gt;It was just so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I lift my voice&lt;br /&gt;To worship you&lt;br /&gt;Oh my soul, Rejoice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take joy my King&lt;br /&gt;In what you hear&lt;br /&gt;Let me be a sweet sweet sound&lt;br /&gt;In your ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for All you've done.&lt;br /&gt;Truly.&lt;br /&gt;I Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-6375366216146198889?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6375366216146198889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=6375366216146198889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6375366216146198889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6375366216146198889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4800623215271805505</id><published>2008-03-22T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T16:39:04.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Week</title><content type='html'>Thank you, for being who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for forgiving my sins.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for dying on the cross.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for rising up on the third day.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, for all that you have done.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, my Lord and friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Esther Sunday and I've to be in church at like 6am.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. That would be the earliest I'll ever be in church!&lt;br /&gt;But I shall not complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll share a song I learnt yesterday. It's call 'Easter Song'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord He died for a kingdom&lt;br /&gt;To redeem the hearts of men.&lt;br /&gt;Now my people don't you weep,&lt;br /&gt;He has risen from His sleep&lt;br /&gt;He Lives Again, Alleluia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Sing Alleluia, the Lord is risen&lt;br /&gt;He is risen inded Alleluia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord came forth like the mornig&lt;br /&gt;With the splendor of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Came triumphant from the womb,&lt;br /&gt;From the darkness of the tome,&lt;br /&gt;The victory won, Alleluia! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord united our mountains,&lt;br /&gt;With the everlasting hills&lt;br /&gt;Now the seasons and the sea,&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song of victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rocks and Hills, Alleluia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Chorus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord renewed all creation&lt;br /&gt;That had waited late and long.&lt;br /&gt;Now we all with one accord&lt;br /&gt;Live and love the Risen Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is our song, Alleluia! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chorus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuitioned goddaddy's younger son just a few hours back.&lt;br /&gt;Drove them for drum lesson and on my way to pick goddaddy up, I LOST my way.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. But Thank God I'm found!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4800623215271805505?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4800623215271805505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4800623215271805505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4800623215271805505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4800623215271805505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-week.html' title='Holy Week'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-5192982448926471581</id><published>2008-03-15T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:32:38.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp whore</title><content type='html'>Ha. Thanks mei for changing my blogskin yet again!&lt;br /&gt;I love the bouncy thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain's officially fried.&lt;br /&gt;And the weather's not helping.&lt;br /&gt;And I can feel my FATS expanding.&lt;br /&gt;I need to shed some off these disgusting skin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5192982448926471581?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5192982448926471581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5192982448926471581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5192982448926471581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5192982448926471581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/03/camp-whore.html' title='Camp whore'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-8713310565400388292</id><published>2008-03-11T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:40:24.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MGPS camp</title><content type='html'>MGS girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protected. That describes the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I bonded with my group rather well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the camp went quite well, I'm quite disappointed with some stuffs though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuffs, I don't know if what I said was right or wrong, or my thoughts, whether they are right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I'm drifting away from them... No connection or rather low connectivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. It'll be over soon. Just 1 more day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definately miss my group but I'll definately not miss some stuff too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-8713310565400388292?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8713310565400388292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=8713310565400388292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8713310565400388292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8713310565400388292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/03/mgps-camp.html' title='MGPS camp'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7690471560347485765</id><published>2008-03-01T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T22:06:53.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift Retreat</title><content type='html'>Exams are finally OVER!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;But I really hope to pass ever subject.&lt;br /&gt;Not much confidence this time...&lt;br /&gt;But I MUST have faith.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; MUST trust the ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams over yesterday, started working today already.&lt;br /&gt;Mum's not really happy that I always work, especially immediately after exams.&lt;br /&gt;But I enjoy working with the company I'm with!&lt;br /&gt;Not just the job, but I also enoy the fellowship with the people who work there.&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why I've been with them for coming 3 years now.&lt;br /&gt;It's my longest job ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-7690471560347485765?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7690471560347485765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7690471560347485765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7690471560347485765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MALU BACKSIDE = EUDORA KOAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... only the chicken backside knows what's going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5397314263577441231?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5397314263577441231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5397314263577441231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5397314263577441231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5397314263577441231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/02/kuku-backside.html' title='Kuku Backside'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2821616984892087971</id><published>2008-02-22T20:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T20:31:02.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Week</title><content type='html'>No school this week.&lt;br /&gt;Study week.&lt;br /&gt;2 days left till exams.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL MAKE IT!&lt;br /&gt;1 week to FREEDOM for 7 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of talk between goddaddy and me these 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Bout school, family, work.&lt;br /&gt;I need to be more positive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of spoken words - If you say it, it will come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2821616984892087971?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2821616984892087971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2821616984892087971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2821616984892087971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2821616984892087971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/02/study-week.html' title='Study Week'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1667961040491780737</id><published>2008-02-13T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T21:23:51.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today wasn't a nice day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only lesson for the day turned out to be a sad lesson. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That lesson was MCT.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You see, group by group, we were supposed to present out ECG program codes to our tutor today. Most of us weren't ready for it because the hardware just wouldn't function properly. And the program code wasn't 100% correct, resulting in compiling errors. But still, we had to present whatever we had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, it was our group's turn. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was the worst presentation I've done ever. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hardware wouldn't work and a transistor came off during the presentation itself. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The program code my group and I wrote, it wasn't excatly how the tutor wanted it to be done. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then the tutor said "girls, I suspect you copied the codes. There are 2 options now. 1, accept a Fail grade or 2, accept disciplinary action." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were like "but it is our own codes. We did not copy from anyone... We followed the lab sheet steps and we took weeks to come up with this program code." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then she said "ok, I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So we did some changes here and there to the code the the freaking thing just wouldn't work. The tutor came back a while later and kept asking if the program code was really our own. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So now, I'm really scared I'll fail this module. I don't wanna retake this module cos this module really takes up alot of my time and I don't really understand how the whole thing works. I also don't wanna have a black record for school. I'm scared, really scared this time.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's my first time in my entire life being accused...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1667961040491780737?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1667961040491780737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1667961040491780737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1667961040491780737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1667961040491780737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/02/accused.html' title='Accused'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-435289997134393219</id><published>2008-02-09T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:22:48.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2008</title><content type='html'>Well, this CNY has been really different.&lt;br /&gt;First, I had a new nephew.&lt;br /&gt;Second, my cousin and her family flew off to LA for 3 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;Third, I finally got the chance to drive ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, officially introduced my goddaddy to my parents today.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, 2 friends leave for Australia to study.&lt;br /&gt;3rd day today. More visiting tmr.&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, I can't open my 'ang paos' until the '16th' day of CNY - mum's tradition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R63DvqyVaNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lwrm2Jg3B2k/s1600-h/Kids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164999571370502354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R63DvqyVaNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lwrm2Jg3B2k/s320/Kids.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mum, Bro, Me &amp;amp; our 4 (grand) niece and (grand) nephews&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R63DwKyVaOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iF1mesoz6Po/s1600-h/Bro,+Samuel+Kor+Kor+&amp;amp;+I.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164999579960436962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R63DwKyVaOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iF1mesoz6Po/s320/Bro,+Samuel+Kor+Kor+%26+I.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bro, Samuel Kor Kor &amp;amp; I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R63DwqyVaPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rDsWP4GBWVk/s1600-h/Da+Jie+&amp;amp;+Me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164999588550371570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R63DwqyVaPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rDsWP4GBWVk/s320/Da+Jie+%26+Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Da Jie &amp;amp; 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/94596838733537768-435289997134393219?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/435289997134393219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=435289997134393219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/435289997134393219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/435289997134393219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-2008.html' title='CNY 2008'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R63DvqyVaNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lwrm2Jg3B2k/s72-c/Kids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-5085573966749920675</id><published>2008-02-03T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T22:34:56.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo week</title><content type='html'>This CNY will be an emo one for me.&lt;br /&gt;Many people are leaving for studies this week. =(&lt;br /&gt;David, Chin Hui, Charlene, Dennis. And 1 or 2 more.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin's leaving for USA too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna miss David when he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;The fun, joy and laughter that he brought to the group and me...&lt;br /&gt;The so many blessings he blessed me with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss Chin Hui when she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;The many "lessons" she taught...&lt;br /&gt;Her leadership in ushering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss Charlene when she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;The so much lameness we had at ma-ma's house...&lt;br /&gt;The time in office together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I'm getting real emo now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells... life still has to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on a higher note.&lt;br /&gt;I was on the phone for about 70mins with goddaddy last night.&lt;br /&gt;Had some real serious talk.&lt;br /&gt;About being slain and the gift of tongues.&lt;br /&gt;I really, really thank God for him. 'Cos I will not and would not talk to my parents about these kinda things. I mean I'm just not comfortable talking to them about these stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5085573966749920675?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5085573966749920675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5085573966749920675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5085573966749920675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5085573966749920675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/02/emo-week.html' title='Emo week'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4543310891109632267</id><published>2008-01-30T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:27:53.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho Presentation buang</title><content type='html'>Buang my psycho presentation this evening. Well, the group wasn't prepared. AT ALL. As usual, the 2 pple in the group were late. So Alifi &amp;amp; I started first. Knowing well that we had to have everything submitted in today, they could still be late! How irresponsible can they be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the time for presentation drew closer and closer. And we realised that we haven done many things. I was damn pissed and kinda blew it.  But whatever lah. I did my part and that's that. I don't wanna care about it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more presentations to go this 3 more weeks and then it'll be the final sem's exams. I want the presentations and projects to be over and done with real soon. But it'll just mean that exams will come soon too. And I don't want that to happen cos I'm really really not ready for it. Haven't got the time to study for any subject and haven't got enough sleep. Imagine sleeping only for 3 hours the last 2 weeks! bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4543310891109632267?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4543310891109632267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4543310891109632267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4543310891109632267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4543310891109632267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/01/psycho-presentation-buang.html' title='Psycho Presentation buang'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-8643124714796634582</id><published>2008-01-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T02:30:24.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CGH Trip</title><content type='html'>So, I went to Changi General Hospital (CGH) for a field trip today.&lt;br /&gt;Though it was just a small group of us who went, the trip was still fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;We visited the various departments like A&amp;amp;E, ICU, the different wards, Radiology, Endoscopy, Operating Theatre (OT) and... the MORTUARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was an interesting trip. The staff there brought us to see what we would not be able to on a normal day, for a normal person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really interesting about the A&amp;amp;E, ICU, the different wards and Radiology departments. The three most interesting departments were, to me, the OT, the Endoscopy and the mortuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see the OT, how it looks like what equipments were in the room. We got to see the knives, the operating tools which are used for an operation and stuff. Oh oh, and the large wash basin for the doctors and nurses to scrub themselves clean before and after a surgery. The robes which they put on, they throw it away after each use. Different coloured robes indicate differnt procedures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Endoscopy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The department where the insert a huge, long tube either through your mouth, nose or butt. The scope, or rather, tube is huge and I mean it. Sorry, no pics were allowed, so i can't show you the actual size. And goodness. This scope is able to pick out and show you clearly, if your intestine is clean. And my gosh. One patient's intestine wasn't clear, so we could see the feaces! Yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the MORTUARY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We requested to visit this department. Only 1 uncle runs this ENTIRE department. I admire his courage. "Fridges" store the dead bodies horizontally. Each fridge can hold 3 bodies and this bodies are kept at a temperature of 4 degrees. Then, the uncle OPENED one of the fridge for us to see! Thank God, there wasn't any body inside. But there were body parts! Of course, the parts were wrapped in a yellow bag, so it wasn't that obvious. And guess what. The route entrance to the actual storage area is long. Very looooonnnnnngggg. Imagine the uncle has to push the body all the way from the entrance to the fridge ALONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the departments, I think the mortuary's the most interesting. (I'm not psychic)&lt;br /&gt;I don't regret going for the trip today. At least it was more fulfilling all the other trips I've had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-8643124714796634582?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/8643124714796634582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=8643124714796634582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8643124714796634582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/8643124714796634582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/01/cgh-trip.html' title='CGH Trip'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1270218613892099250</id><published>2008-01-22T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:35:30.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Drive ALONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoots! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DROVE ALONE TODAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT'S NOT EVEN MY DAD'S CAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GODDADDY'S CAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whoa... he actually trusted me with his about half a year old car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really thank God that that short time I drove alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also thank goddaddy for the chance to drive ALONE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha...   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know, my own dad doesn't even allow me to drive alone in his car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I'm really thankful for the opportunity given today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1270218613892099250?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1270218613892099250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1270218613892099250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1270218613892099250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1270218613892099250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-drive-alone.html' title='First Drive ALONE'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-124776302098711700</id><published>2008-01-20T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:33:31.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Kiss</title><content type='html'>The time at Special Kids Ministry today was really special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Aunty Jenny told me I won't be taking Ning Xiang today, I was disappointed. But Joanne kinda cheered me up a little. Joanne's a special needs kid but I tell you. This girl, she's won 3 OLYMPIC medals in various sports! Gosh! She can be very nice if she wants, but when she wants things, she wants it her way. A little harder to control than Ning Xiang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Ning Xiang left the sunday school classroom to look for his parents, he came up to me and said 'bye bye my silly girl'. My goodness. I was shocked. Then he turned to Aunty Jenny and told her that I was his cute cute girl! Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came my first KISS from a GUY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he told Aunty Jenny I was his cute cute girl, he hugged and and KISSED me! You cannot have imagined the expression on my face. I was stunned. Totally stunned. His other teacher, Andy, who takes him as well, went 'Naughty Ning Xiang arh'. Oh man... my face must have been sooooo soooo red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that kiss meant a lot to me. It really does. It means that Ning Xiang has accepted me, just only after 2 weeks! I heard from the other special kids' teachers that Ning Xiang does not like to change teachers and I'm really good to make Ning Xiang accept me in such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-124776302098711700?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/124776302098711700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=124776302098711700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/124776302098711700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/124776302098711700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-kiss.html' title='My First Kiss'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-6979098558059747990</id><published>2008-01-14T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:23:01.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd week of the new school term</title><content type='html'>It's the begining of the 3rd week of school.&lt;br /&gt;Things hasn't been going on smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;First, things were in a mess in office. Little hiccups here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Then at school, things got worst.&lt;br /&gt;Evan and Camel finally errupted their volcanos.&lt;br /&gt;They blew off at each other during the lab.&lt;br /&gt;It's not nice to see the once-so-close friends become enemies.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you try to salvage the situation, the pieces just don't fit.&lt;br /&gt;After school, on the bus, it was the first time I felt so tired.&lt;br /&gt;The usual 15 min walk home was loooonnnngggg today.&lt;br /&gt;Took about 25 minutes I think. I was that tired.&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner and gosh. My eyes closed a few times.&lt;br /&gt;Told myself I had to stay awake to complete what I had to complete.&lt;br /&gt;Then, my good friend called.&lt;br /&gt;He said he got into an accident.&lt;br /&gt;And he just got his driving lisence. Slightly less than a month.&lt;br /&gt;But thank God, he's ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-6979098558059747990?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6979098558059747990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=6979098558059747990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6979098558059747990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6979098558059747990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/01/3rd-week-of-new-school-term.html' title='3rd week of the new school term'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-6921073472025644875</id><published>2008-01-11T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:15:58.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macdonalds' Aunty</title><content type='html'>Went to T3 today. It's huge! Like some Giant supermarket in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classic part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of us went to Macdonalds' to do our project.&lt;br /&gt;All of us ate the Machicken meal. Upsized.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, drank.&lt;br /&gt;Just after we cleared out trays, we took out our laptops and used the nearby plug with our cups of coke on the table, an aunty came up to us.&lt;br /&gt;The convo between the aunty and us (mainly me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: Can i use the plug?!&lt;br /&gt;Us: No. We're using it.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: But you all also not eating from macdonalds'.&lt;br /&gt;Me: We just finished our meal.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty:  Can I use for just 1 hr? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I only need to charge my hp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But we need it to do our project.&lt;br /&gt;Evan (my friend): We came here first.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: tsk! (damn loudly, that section of the macdonalds' we were sitting at turned to look at us)&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: Then how?!&lt;br /&gt;All of us: (keep quiet, refused to let her have the plug)&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: Walked away and asked the guy who had the table for the other pluge (T2 macdonalds' only has 2 pluges)&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Also refuses to give in to her&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: Makes alot of noise (section still looking at her)&lt;br /&gt;Aunty: Goes away finally. Walks past our table and stared hard at us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 of us were super pissed with her. I mean like it's a first-come-first-serve basis thingy. Moreover, we had our meal there! What's her problem man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-6921073472025644875?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6921073472025644875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=6921073472025644875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6921073472025644875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6921073472025644875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/01/macdonalds-aunty.html' title='Macdonalds&apos; Aunty'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7812024554054214300</id><published>2008-01-06T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:42:19.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Kids</title><content type='html'>I went to Children's Ministry today. The special Kids' Ministry specifically. It wasn't quite what I thought it would be. I got quite scared when this big guy came up to me like real close just to say hi. He was scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I got rejected by many of the kids (maybe cos it was the first time I showed my face there). Then Jenny, the team leader assigned me to Ning Xiang. He too, rejected me at first. But after he warmed up, we were chatting away already. To others, my lame jokes won't work. But these jokes mean a lot of him. Though he's 18, he thinks like a 6-year-old and he knows his Bible stories very well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He warmed my heart and I actually wanna be there for him. I'm not sure if I'll say the same if I am allocated other kids though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I really don't know what to do, which to head. I don't know if i should serve in YM or serve in CM. What is my ministry? But 1 thing I know for sure, Missions is where I'll be heading. Pray Pray Pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-7812024554054214300?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7812024554054214300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7812024554054214300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7812024554054214300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7812024554054214300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/01/special-kids.html' title='Special Kids'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-6826515105630593742</id><published>2008-01-02T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:27:56.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New School term</title><content type='html'>I'm freaking pissed today.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet my psycho group to do project this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, they were late. But this time, very late.&lt;br /&gt;Arseholes...&lt;br /&gt;We have like so much to do and they can still be late!&lt;br /&gt;One said he was coming since half an hour into the meeting time. But come only 2 hours later! wth lah. Worst still, he has the laptop! So without his laptop, we couldn't do anything! He gave excuses after excuses, like as though TP library is not in TP, is in Jurong. Take 2 hours to reach! Then he dare to come and meet with us without preparing whatever this is required of him!! argh... wth. Freaking irresponsible chap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another came, but damn smart. Let her thumb drive at home. And in her thumb contains the powerpoint slides we were supposed to compile. And it so happened that the school's server was down. Knowing she forgot her thumb, she didn't look for alternatives until she met me 1 hour later. Waste time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the other one best. He was free and was able to meet on time. But he went to do the EQ and IQ quiz which is only due next week. Like c'mon. What are your priorities man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they were late, we were late for lesson as well. So by the time we reached the classroom, the tutor told us to come back at 520pm for the group interview. So ok. 515pm, we went back to the classroom and waited till like 540pm for the tutor to finish with the previous group! And all we got from the tutor's evaluation was "ok. I'll tell you how to improve your video and ppt slides next week." (we were all rushing for the lecture at 6pm, at the other end of TP) All we had was a 10 min evaluation when other groups had a half an hour evaluation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you can't choose your group members, when you go for class late and given the shortcut to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the real world. sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-6826515105630593742?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6826515105630593742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=6826515105630593742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6826515105630593742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6826515105630593742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-school-term.html' title='New School term'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7002210111048523849</id><published>2008-01-01T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:28:20.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>010108</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well well. It's 2008! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blessed new year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Forgetting what lies behind, I press on towards the goal" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;School starts tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It shall be a good year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm saying this by faith! &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, dad just doesn't get it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's frustrating when you always get scolded for something you didn't do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;New Year's Day wasn't that nice after all. =( &lt;/em&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/94596838733537768-7002210111048523849?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7002210111048523849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7002210111048523849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7002210111048523849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7002210111048523849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2008/01/010108.html' title='010108'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2976992849262369650</id><published>2007-12-31T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T19:26:29.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today marks the last day of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a few hours, it will be 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go for watchnight service in about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How has 2007 been for you?&lt;br /&gt;Have you set your new year's resolutions for 2008?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007...&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't smooth sailing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Had loads of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;School was bad.&lt;br /&gt;But thankfully, I've managed to sail by smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;'Ren' a new dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008...&lt;br /&gt;Set at least 2 resolutions (till now).&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this next year will be smoother.&lt;br /&gt;Want school to be better, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna find back my fire and serve more.&lt;br /&gt;Fire!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2976992849262369650?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2976992849262369650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2976992849262369650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2976992849262369650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2976992849262369650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-2008.html' title='2007, 2008'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2676014630948058927</id><published>2007-12-25T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:30:50.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Blessed Christmas peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas but it doesn't feel like Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;I really really miss Thailand now. &lt;br /&gt;For the last few years, I've been celebrating Christmas in Thailand. And it feels weird to celebrate it back here in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Christmas isn't Christmas till it happens in your heart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2676014630948058927?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2676014630948058927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2676014630948058927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2676014630948058927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2676014630948058927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/blessed-christmas.html' title='Blessed Christmas!'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-959411904992739689</id><published>2007-12-23T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:25:32.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candle in the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which kind of candle are you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unlit&lt;/strong&gt; - has no light, no destiny. No purpose and is clueless about everything. This candle does not receive the light of the world. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strong flame/ strong light&lt;/strong&gt; - has light and has the chance to share the light with others. Has the light of Christ and will touch others' lives. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flickering light&lt;/strong&gt; - we usually have a cup to shield the flame from putting out. This cup will protect the flame. Allow God to cup our flame, protect us from the wind or other elements that will cause our flame to be put out. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&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/94596838733537768-959411904992739689?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/959411904992739689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=959411904992739689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/959411904992739689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/959411904992739689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/candle-in-wind.html' title='Candle in the Wind'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-20678568448737793</id><published>2007-12-20T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T19:14:58.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Park East</title><content type='html'>I've officially moved house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146008134108679042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R2pLIhzRi4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/O1L0o3GjKu4/s320/My+Room!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Room! (Don't mind the mess) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;argh... it's been 2 days since you told me about the wrong thing you said. But I STILL don't know what's that wrong thing. Please tell me what it is leh!!! Stop ze-muoing me like this!! Only one person will know what I'm talking about.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-20678568448737793?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/20678568448737793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=20678568448737793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/20678568448737793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/20678568448737793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/park-east.html' title='Park East'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R2pLIhzRi4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/O1L0o3GjKu4/s72-c/My+Room!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-5587093977274238758</id><published>2007-12-16T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:57:02.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YM Camp 2007 - Destination</title><content type='html'>Went for camp last night and crashed there till they broke camp today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad i went for camp, but at the same time, I kinda blame myself for going.&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is going to be quite a long post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let's me share the why I was glad I went for camp. &lt;br /&gt;Rev Alvin shared something this morning which kinda lifted me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire - Place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you put in a piece of wood at an angle from the top, the flames will rise up to reach the wood, to continue to burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing, God puts you through trials and tests you from different angles. You, or rather we have to rise up to the challange and face it bravely. If we avoid it, then we'll not be able to move on, and the fire will not burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, the fire place cannot burn with just 1 piece of wood alone. It needs a bunch of wood to initiate the the fire and even more wood, varing in size, to keep the fire burning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same way, we need to find friends to keep our flame burning. If we stand by ourselves, our flame will die out in no time. But if we have friends to keep us going, the fire in us will continue to glow and grow, maybe even brighter and higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a fire needs air to continue burning. Now, read this. We need the BREADTH of GOD to keep our fire going! Without God's breadth, we will not have fire and even if we have a fire, the fire will die down very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I was rather upset when youths went out to share their testimonies about camp and stuff. I know I shouldn't judge them and I don't have the right to criticise them. But I'm having my doubts about them. How much of what they shared is real??!! Are they just trying to seek attention or what? I don't know. I just broke down when the sharing got a bit out of hand (to me). My heart breaks to see YM going in this direction now. Not that YM is headed in the wrong direction but like I don't know. I don't know how to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5587093977274238758?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5587093977274238758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5587093977274238758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5587093977274238758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5587093977274238758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/ym-camp-2007-destination.html' title='YM Camp 2007 - Destination'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3290292760111214572</id><published>2007-12-13T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T20:14:27.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be smart, not overly smart</title><content type='html'>grrrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;I gave the examiner a good 6 marks for today's paper.&lt;br /&gt;6 marks may seem nothing but 6 marks mean a lot when the paper's over 40.&lt;br /&gt;THE PAPER'S OVER FOURTY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;Why did God give me eyes?&lt;br /&gt;So that I'll be able to see rite?&lt;br /&gt;Where were my eyes man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;So stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please God, grant my paper favour in the eyes of the marker so that I'll at least pass the paper. I really need that pass. Otherwise, I'll be headed for the supp paper at the end of the sem. I don't want that! Please God. Please let me pass. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3290292760111214572?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3290292760111214572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3290292760111214572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3290292760111214572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3290292760111214572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/be-smart-not-overly-smart.html' title='Be smart, not overly smart'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-6289449832632789985</id><published>2007-12-12T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:53:55.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad life</title><content type='html'>YMers will be at Sports School for 4 days in just a few more hours. While they have fun and hopefully be refreshed, I am studying for my term test. =( Tell me how sad life can be. Not being able to go for camp because of school is bad enough. What more not being able to go because of EXAMS!! arghhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm halfway through my exams at this point.&lt;br /&gt;2 papers are over and 2 more left.&lt;br /&gt;Bioinformatics today...&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I couldn't finish a paper!!!&lt;br /&gt;geee...&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much to write in 1 hour!!&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just me.&lt;br /&gt;Many or in fact, most of us couldn't finish the paper!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-6289449832632789985?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/6289449832632789985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=6289449832632789985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6289449832632789985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/6289449832632789985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/sad-life.html' title='Sad life'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-5951908189245993797</id><published>2007-12-11T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T19:00:06.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossed</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well, things hasn't been going on really well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;If a friend calls you to share her burdens and joy, you're a true friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;But...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;If a friend call you to pester you for something you dont want, what do you call that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;The actions of this friend... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Has affected me much and is affecting me really badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know, we used to be close, but then again. I guess you have yourself to blame for not wanting to do your part in projects. So, you can't blame us if we don't wanna group with you for the FINAL YEAR project next year. It's FINAL YEAR project my friend. It's not just any other project where we can help you. FINAL YEAR project my friend, every member has to do their part. Based on our past experiences with you, you have never done your part and even if you do, you only do the least. So tell me, who's to blame now that no one wants you in the group and you have to go round 'begging' people? We really wanna help you but you've gotta help yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st paper today.&lt;br /&gt;MCT.&lt;br /&gt;5 MCQs.&lt;br /&gt;3 short answer questions.&lt;br /&gt;It was ok.&lt;br /&gt;Bioinformatics tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of memory work.&lt;br /&gt;Only the first half of the book's in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;The other half can't be squeezed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS prayer meeting... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just 1 more week!! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5951908189245993797?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5951908189245993797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5951908189245993797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5951908189245993797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5951908189245993797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/crossed.html' title='Crossed'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1902602665043626820</id><published>2007-12-08T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T22:15:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Drive</title><content type='html'>Today. I DROVE my dad's car! XD&lt;br /&gt;His car is looonnnnnggg. But the drives were fun!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna drive more. More.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;I got my new phone today! W910i!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do people really know what they are talking about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do they realise what they blabber about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do they think before they blabber?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just speak the truth, will you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't say you did when you did not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop seeking attention. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gossips make people dislike their friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought you were mature for your age.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But now, i think you're just a bitch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(and I'm not the only one who thinks like this)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, I wonder if you're just putting up a show in front of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really question your ACTIONS now.&lt;/em&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/94596838733537768-1902602665043626820?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1902602665043626820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1902602665043626820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1902602665043626820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1902602665043626820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/drive.html' title='The Drive'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4186312293187196101</id><published>2007-12-05T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T20:46:35.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P - Plate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;See the picture below?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The triangle sign/ probation plate! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went for the driving test today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was really nervous at first but I guess the warm up practice really helped me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, I kinda cheated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was assigned test route 6, which was one of the toughest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The tester asked if I was scared to take that route. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I replied "erm... a bit." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tester: "then I bring you to a mixture of all the test routes." (Even more scared at this point) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankfully, the tester didn't mean what he said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He just asked me to drive 1 round near the driving school! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So my test ended in 10 mins when it was supposed to be like half an hour! &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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had 0 demerit points for the circuit and 8 on the road. So, total demerit points = 8 (which is a miracle).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a score of 18 demerit points when 1 instructor 'graded' me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God for a nice tester! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God for blessing me! =)&lt;br /&gt;Yay! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140466923492891586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R1abbnpwW8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9UFyYvIEFw4/s320/probationplate.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4186312293187196101?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4186312293187196101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4186312293187196101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4186312293187196101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4186312293187196101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/p-plate.html' title='P - Plate!'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/R1abbnpwW8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/9UFyYvIEFw4/s72-c/probationplate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4138720676791550536</id><published>2007-12-01T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:20:10.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection Day</title><content type='html'>Spent a considerable amount of time today, with my Father in heaven. I must admit that I've not spoken to Him like I did today in a long while. Well, actually I was helping in an event at Gabriel's Church. But then it kinda ended early, so after like socialising for a while, I hid in a corner and just reflected on the past few months. The things which happened, the situations which have cropped up. Both the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked 1 question. "God, why is all these happening to me? One after another, some even overlapping each other. Why?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been sticking around with me for the past few months, you would most probably know that I've hit quite a few really rough patches. And things have not been picking up since . In fact, my life is sad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have changed. My friends (quite a handful, mind you) say I'm not the usual me anymore. They say I don't talk with life now. My tone is monotonous and I mumble sometimes. Another friend said I'm not as responsible as how I used to be when I was the class monitress in Sec. sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess I'm just tired out. Being overstretched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Melnana may be happy and the smiley person you see everyday, every week, every time you see me. But Melnana is actually broken, crying, troubled and tired inside. I just don't want others to worry about me or be affected my me. I want the people around me to be free from troubles and worries. I'd rather be the one who's troubled, worried and broken. At least I'm the only one who suffers. Nobody knows what I'm going through and nobody will know about it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4138720676791550536?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4138720676791550536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4138720676791550536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4138720676791550536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4138720676791550536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/12/reflection-day.html' title='Reflection Day'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3160257976248498971</id><published>2007-11-28T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:38:28.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Friends play an important part in each and every of our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What will you do when you lose a friend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What will you do when you are about to lose a friend? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Recently, because of the Major Project groupings for next year, my clique has had a little conflict. More so among the girls.  At first, things were picking up and we were mending the broken friendship. But things went a little haywire today. For no reason, the F*** word was let out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I didn't see a need to for that friend to say that word as it was just a small matter. I mean, all we wanted to do was to stay in the study room to have each others' company, like we always do. If you'd wanted to study alone, you could have just told us and we would not have insisted on staying in that room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This time, things really don't look good and when we see each other from now, it will be very awkard.  Why did you have to say that? Even if you said it very very softly, we HEARD it. Things would have been different if you had not said that word. .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I understand what you are going through and what you are worried about. But think about it. Do you contribute to the group when we have projects? Ok, maybe you do. But is it enough? You're mind is always on something else, on that someone you have. It's no wonder that you're kinda left to fend for yourself until you had to go 'beg' for someone to be in your group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But anw, I really do hope you'll do your part in the Major Project next year cos you've really got a good partner who's supposed to be in my group. Please don't make use of her. Please.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3160257976248498971?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3160257976248498971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3160257976248498971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3160257976248498971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3160257976248498971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-4656945659947634925</id><published>2007-11-28T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T00:25:47.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm freaking tired these past 2 weeks or so, and would be for the next 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Life's sad. School's bad. Been sleeping only an average of 4 hours each day. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are in 2 weeks and I know no nuts about anything, and I mean it!&lt;br /&gt;Lectures are dull, lecturers are not helping, tutorials are so-so and labs aren't useful. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be sick. But I just can't seem to fall sick. =( &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be sick, not in the head but like really. I wish my nose was leaking and I've got a fever or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can I afford to be sick?&lt;br /&gt;If I do fall sick, who's gonna finish the projects which are due just before term test?&lt;br /&gt;If I do fall sick, who's gonna help me with the lectures, tutorial and labs missed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Should I or can I fall sick?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-4656945659947634925?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/4656945659947634925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=4656945659947634925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4656945659947634925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/4656945659947634925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/11/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2901533416869631361</id><published>2007-11-23T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T02:05:11.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>Went to NKF today.&lt;br /&gt;Saw how dialysis worked; how the machine works and how the tubes are on the patient.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for my health when I saw the process.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda disturbed with my experience at the center.&lt;br /&gt;While the person was explaining and demonstrating to us, the aunty suddenly screamed in pain! Then she started tossing and turning in her chair and had cramps in her right leg! The person shouted for help and 2 other authorised people came to help calm her down. Thankfully, she was alright after a while. I prayed for her there and then. Her right arm, where the needles and tubes were inserted were 'bumpy'. Like she had bumps on her arms. Huge bumps.&lt;br /&gt;I really thank God that I'm healthy and I don't havta go through all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and today, met up with my secondary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;We should meet up more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my fire's rekindling!&lt;br /&gt;I want more, more fire!&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE PRAYER MEETING ROCKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2901533416869631361?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2901533416869631361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2901533416869631361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2901533416869631361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2901533416869631361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/11/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-5500935826912209575</id><published>2007-11-17T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T17:01:35.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big day, sad day</title><content type='html'>Today marks the first day of the last year which the numbers will start with 1. Next year on, the numbers start with *ahem* 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little shirt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From my beloveds! XD&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133847193073948194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/Rz8W0mJPFiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1IRE2xsxGq0/s320/Little+shirt!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5500935826912209575?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5500935826912209575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5500935826912209575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5500935826912209575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5500935826912209575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/11/big-day-sad-day.html' title='Big day, sad day'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/Rz8W0mJPFiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/1IRE2xsxGq0/s72-c/Little+shirt!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1497089394406630857</id><published>2007-11-13T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T00:03:40.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bi-Ling-Long Bible!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;You've gotta check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Received my first birthday prezzie today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's my precious little thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From someone special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My very first BI-LING-LONG Bible! &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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132349925125911250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RznFEIYh8tI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vTSNoX0vQZY/s320/Bi-lingual+Bible!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cover! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132349933715845858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RznFEoYh8uI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Qu_lMaqHcy4/s320/Side+view.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132349942305780466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RznFFIYh8vI/AAAAAAAAAF4/THP_v5Mm9As/s320/The+inside!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Inside! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132352910128182018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RznHx4Yh8wI/AAAAAAAAAGA/YCZfvl8pGxY/s320/First+page.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The first page! :D&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank you many many goddaddy! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm over the moon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1497089394406630857?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1497089394406630857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1497089394406630857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1497089394406630857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1497089394406630857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/11/bi-ling-long-bible.html' title='Bi-Ling-Long Bible!'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RznFEIYh8tI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vTSNoX0vQZY/s72-c/Bi-lingual+Bible!.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1334220133177834408</id><published>2007-11-10T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T23:36:26.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be a Social Worker &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RzXHpYYh8nI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nL8YgZV6SPs/s1600-h/What+I+wanna+be....gif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131226864192451186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RzXHpYYh8nI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nL8YgZV6SPs/s320/What+I+wanna+be....gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are deeply caring and empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are able to take on other people's problems as if they were your own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sensitive and intuitive, you understand human emotions well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Helping others gives you the most joy in life. You feel like it's your purpose in life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You do best when you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Have a lot of responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Greatly impact someone's life with your work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You would also be a good philanthropist or stay at home parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What My Sleeping Position Says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131233938003587778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RzXOFIYh8sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ECyH9vEDzng/s320/My+sleeping+position.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are secretly sensitive, but you often put up a front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shy and private, you yearn for security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You take relationships slowly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You need lots of reassurances before you can trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you don't get enough sleep, you are: Cranky and a big baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's hard to sleep next to you because: You are a light sleeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;About being a social worker - I've always long to be involved and be part of it! Especially for children and the less fortunate KIDS in other countries. My heart goes out to people, especially those whom I know. Even more so for those I know very well. So, I might just be a social worker! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;About my sleeping position - Yes, though I'm always cheerful and bubbly and don't often get angry (as many people say), I actually have many things bottled inside me. That smile you see or that laughter you hear from me is all a front. I just don't want others to be affected by me or my troubles to be seen by others. And yes, sleep is very important and I'm disturbed even with little noise! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surprisingly, my Japanese name changes everytime I do the thingy. So, it's kinda not trustworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today's the last day of my First Aid Course. Went through both the theory and practical exam and thank God, I passed both sections and am a certified first aider now! The next exam is my DRIVING! Really hope to pass it the first time round. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1334220133177834408?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1334220133177834408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1334220133177834408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1334220133177834408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1334220133177834408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/11/truths.html' title='Truths'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RzXHpYYh8nI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nL8YgZV6SPs/s72-c/What+I+wanna+be....gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-817708109353891577</id><published>2007-11-08T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:30:36.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Depavali!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Depavali! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RzMZtIYh8lI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1AIcEJaZIsg/s1600-h/W660i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130472663640306258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RzMZtIYh8lI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1AIcEJaZIsg/s320/W660i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new phone - W660i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RzMZtYYh8mI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ULpYVBnvnuU/s1600-h/Bendable+specs!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130472667935273570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RzMZtYYh8mI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ULpYVBnvnuU/s320/Bendable+specs!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My specs! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This pair of specs is awesome! It's BENDABLE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One said it was a demonic pair, another said it was stlyle... &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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Tuesday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We prayed for the nation;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We prayed for the nation's leaders;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We prayed for the churches;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We prayed for the church leaders;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I prayed for Wesley, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for our many ministries, for YM too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We prayed for our families;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for salvation for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm learning to say The Lord's Prayer in&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHINESE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-817708109353891577?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/817708109353891577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=817708109353891577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/817708109353891577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/817708109353891577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-depavali.html' title='Happy Depavali!'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RzMZtIYh8lI/AAAAAAAAAEo/1AIcEJaZIsg/s72-c/W660i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-762407646867654261</id><published>2007-11-05T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T23:31:53.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psychology</title><content type='html'>So, I just completed my very first psyschology quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psychology's definately not easy. And it wont come with just a snap. Loads of reading to be done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-762407646867654261?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/762407646867654261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=762407646867654261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/762407646867654261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/762407646867654261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/11/psychology.html' title='Psychology'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-350852636652875892</id><published>2007-11-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T23:33:48.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Ministry?</title><content type='html'>Haven't been having enough sleep lately.&lt;br /&gt;Zonk-ing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my new phone, W660i.&lt;br /&gt;Got my new glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Shall post them some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking about joining Children's ministry in church to serve. Should I or can I? Please pray for me. Who do I look for if I wanna join? What about missions, what about prison ministry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children's ministry, Missions and Prison minstry are 3 ministries I'm really keen to serve in. I really do hope to serve in these ministries, more frequently. Please help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-350852636652875892?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/350852636652875892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=350852636652875892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/350852636652875892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/350852636652875892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/11/which-ministry.html' title='Which Ministry?'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-5425918829643890055</id><published>2007-10-31T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:33:41.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running the Race, On Bended Knees</title><content type='html'>Cheena Prayer meeting last night was emo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On bended knees, we praised.&lt;br /&gt;On bended knees, I prayed.&lt;br /&gt;On bended knees, covenant was renewed.&lt;br /&gt;On bended knees, forgiveness was asked.&lt;br /&gt;On bended knees, restoration took place.&lt;br /&gt;On bended knees, a promise made.&lt;br /&gt;On bended knees, I'm running this race, no matter what the circumstance might be.&lt;br /&gt;I will run the race, till the reach the finish point, not defeated, not giving up.&lt;br /&gt;I will run...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-5425918829643890055?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/5425918829643890055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=5425918829643890055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5425918829643890055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/5425918829643890055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/running-race-on-bended-knees.html' title='Running the Race, On Bended Knees'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7586063001513363126</id><published>2007-10-28T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T20:37:02.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye K800i</title><content type='html'>So, I have offically sold my K800i.&lt;br /&gt;I have to buy a NEW phone soon, like within this week and next.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at W910i currently.&lt;br /&gt;It's $789, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;Where am I to get the money?&lt;br /&gt;Using a borrowed phone from my uncle now.&lt;br /&gt;It kinda sucks cos the OS is totally different.&lt;br /&gt;I take a long time to find my contacts.&lt;br /&gt;Some contacts are not even there!&lt;br /&gt;Someone please sponsor me a SONY phone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-7586063001513363126?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7586063001513363126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7586063001513363126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7586063001513363126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7586063001513363126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/bye-bye-k800i.html' title='Bye Bye K800i'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1718095364139584559</id><published>2007-10-24T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T22:40:08.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprises</title><content type='html'>The new school term has just started.&lt;br /&gt;Which means...&lt;br /&gt;Work is no more. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goddaddy said "you never fail to surprise me" yesterday, my last day of work, when I gave him the box of sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't surprise anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Definately not my family.&lt;br /&gt;Not my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Why did he say that?&lt;br /&gt;My heart's dying to know if I really surprises him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1718095364139584559?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1718095364139584559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1718095364139584559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1718095364139584559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1718095364139584559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/surprises.html' title='Surprises'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-683031195896616832</id><published>2007-10-19T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T23:50:52.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MSN's down, Hotmail's down</title><content type='html'>Not being able to check emails for ONE DAY is bad. I've not had this problem in a long while. Why does this have to happen now?! argh... I've got important and urgent emails to check and hotmail doesn't allow me to log in to my account. Oh bother. What am I to do now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-683031195896616832?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/683031195896616832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=683031195896616832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/683031195896616832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/683031195896616832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/msns-down-hotmails-down.html' title='MSN&apos;s down, Hotmail&apos;s down'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2192654816876919638</id><published>2007-10-15T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T23:42:03.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The moment I stepped home today, mum started it yet again. (Mind you, I left office at 9pm and reached home at 1015pm) Freaking pissed with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;About me working late when I already told her I'd be working till very late this entire week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;About me stopping work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;About me studying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She asked me to stop working and to start studying for my exams (I'm still having HOLS!!) Like wth... You see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 year in poly = 2 semesters = 2 years of pri/sec/jc. Which means we have to buy books every semester. And these books cannot be bought until school the new semester begins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tell me now. How am I supposed to study and get ready for my exams when (1) I haven't even got books to study; (2) when the semester hasn't even started; (3) when lectures and tutorials have not yet began? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tell me now, can I study WITHOUT my books? It's ridiculous lah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Then after telling her I've got no books, she went on to say: "you can still stop working and prepare yourself for the new school term."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ya, like what am I to do with the so-much-free-time? Stay at home and stone? Sorry, but I can't do that. I'd rather go to the office to help, even if it means for free and reaching home at 7pm daily. At least I'm not wasting my time, staying at home doing nothing but maybe watch TV &amp;amp; sleep. How productive can that be? At least in office I get to learn new things and I can get advice on things as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Was whining to goddaddy today - "my family is a christian family but not a christian family." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We're christians in name. But at home, though we are all christians and believers, the whole family has NEVER sat down to PRAY (except when crisis happens. like when grandma was very ill, before she died) or have Bible study together. Ok, BS may be too much, but I think as a christian family, we should gather and pray as a family, at least once a week, or once a month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;argh... whatever lah huh. I don't care. 1 ear in, 1 ear out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2192654816876919638?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2192654816876919638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2192654816876919638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2192654816876919638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2192654816876919638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/pissed.html' title='Pissed'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-1924529338834564734</id><published>2007-10-13T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T00:09:24.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder why I'm so annoyed with the way my parents does things, especially recently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm annoyed or disturbed by their actions or words, I would keep real quiet or get out of the scene. I just don't wanna be involved or be seen with them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blessed is me, who is taken care by them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I just "bu zhan tong" some of the way they do things. sigh... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Home is dead. Communication is a major problem in this family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-1924529338834564734?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/1924529338834564734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=1924529338834564734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1924529338834564734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/1924529338834564734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-434070580032827690</id><published>2007-10-09T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:37:47.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Xuan Guang</title><content type='html'>Driving today was fun. Did "U turns" &amp;amp; "3 point turns". However, the entire session was damn hot. The stupid instructor turned on the air-con but it was useless. It was set to near warm air and almost the highest temperature at 28 degrees! So after the session, my whole t-shirt was wet! Oh. Met David at driving school as well. Got a shock when I saw him. Chat with him for a while before going for lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go for the chinese prayer meeting today. But porned it cos we had a farewell dinner for Xuan Guang (below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119357649912280338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RwucqLkzNRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/amwOlSuE1vw/s320/Xuan+Guang.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Xuan Guang with my Okleys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;He's going back to China early tomorrow morning. He has been here for 2 months for training and was only due to go back in November. However, due to unforseen circumstances, he has to go back earlier. Unexpected things happen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All the best and good bye, Xuan Guang. I don't think I'll see you ever again unless I go Guang Zhou to visit you or you come back to Singapore to visit us.&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/94596838733537768-434070580032827690?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/434070580032827690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=434070580032827690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/434070580032827690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/434070580032827690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/goodbye-xuan-guang.html' title='Goodbye Xuan Guang'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RwucqLkzNRI/AAAAAAAAAEg/amwOlSuE1vw/s72-c/Xuan+Guang.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-401425939886362032</id><published>2007-10-08T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T21:18:28.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed</title><content type='html'>Truely, I'm blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kids have to get their parents' permission before they can eat chips/sweets, ask even for the smallest things, while I can take my pick and leave it in the trolley for payment and do whatever I want! That's how blessed I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things in life I take for granted. I think it's time I learnt to appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We children would love to have other people's parents and likewise, our parents wish we could be like other children. Why do we habour such thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say I'm gracious but I say I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because I am gracious only to others and never to my own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm like that. I wanna change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-401425939886362032?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/401425939886362032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=401425939886362032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/401425939886362032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/401425939886362032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/blessed.html' title='Blessed'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-3692491837673126823</id><published>2007-10-07T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T23:04:39.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritual Destiny</title><content type='html'>The sermon last Tuesday at Renewal Christian Church was about spiritual destiny.&lt;br /&gt;The message today was also about spirital destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is God trying to tell me? What is my spiritual destiny? I don't know. I have no idea whatsoever about about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YM camp registration starts today. I can't go, I won't go, except probably just to visit at night.&lt;br /&gt;Can't go because I've got exams.&lt;br /&gt;Won't go because I think their agenda is wrong. Ok, I've got nothing against anyone or anything but it's just me. I've been struggling with the camp issue since last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp - we are 'high' on God because we 'abandon' all other distractions and focus on God the 3/4 days during camp. Promises made and covenant renewed during the camp. But many of us go back to our old self immediately after the camp, when we step out of the campsite. Why ask God to take away our old self and put in us a new self when we ourselves are not keeping our promises and not trying to be that child of God? Whether you like it or not, we are a 2-faced person (that includes myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked yourself why you can be so 'high' on God during camp? Are you able to put away all distractions and set aside just 10-15mins from the 24hours we have everyday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-3692491837673126823?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/3692491837673126823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=3692491837673126823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3692491837673126823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/3692491837673126823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/spiritual-destiny.html' title='Spiritual Destiny'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2378600195499843260</id><published>2007-10-03T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T15:56:04.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen, Praise the Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Amen, Praise the Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen, praise the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Amen, praise the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Glory Hallelujah praise the Lord&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna jump down, turn around, touch the ground and praise my Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sunday school nursery song which came to my mind when I received my results just now.&lt;br /&gt;Praise God, I managed to get a 'P' for my supp paper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-2378600195499843260?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2378600195499843260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2378600195499843260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2378600195499843260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2378600195499843260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/amen-praise-lord.html' title='Amen, Praise the Lord'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2312876596706281887</id><published>2007-10-02T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:04:04.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your spiritual destiny?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I declare: I WANNA PICK UP &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHINESE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; FOR REAL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's prayer meeting was kinda targeted at me, though not directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results;&lt;br /&gt;Evaluating&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Low self esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Results out tmr! God Bless me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anxiousness, anxiety fills me now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; But by faith, I shall get a 'P'! &lt;/em&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/94596838733537768-2312876596706281887?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2312876596706281887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2312876596706281887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2312876596706281887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2312876596706281887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-your-spiritual-destiny.html' title='What is your spiritual destiny?'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-2494889600958658304</id><published>2007-10-01T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T15:39:22.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The video and photos say it all</title><content type='html'>The picture says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the many labels that I've been doing in office over the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RwD69bkzNQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/of7qYPoSfN0/s1600-h/Vacuum+Cleaner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116365109973955842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RwD69bkzNQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/of7qYPoSfN0/s320/Vacuum+Cleaner.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stuck this onto the vacuum cleaner's box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the video do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Balloon Blowing by Melvin - A video taken in office today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bd3b535d583c4bad" 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://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd3b535d583c4bad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331391204%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D578C3F9741E834089E98868BB3C17F0ADC52F390.374DFEEAEE31CBED42FFFA59F41CE35C8A851064%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd3b535d583c4bad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0DYdqGGYjMkiqXZLxavRz94HRWY&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://v17.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbd3b535d583c4bad%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331391204%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D578C3F9741E834089E98868BB3C17F0ADC52F390.374DFEEAEE31CBED42FFFA59F41CE35C8A851064%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbd3b535d583c4bad%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0DYdqGGYjMkiqXZLxavRz94HRWY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Do I really look very bad?&lt;/span&gt;&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/94596838733537768-2494889600958658304?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bd3b535d583c4bad&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/2494889600958658304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=2494889600958658304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2494889600958658304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/2494889600958658304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/10/video-and-photos-say-it-all.html' title='The video and photos say it all'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/RwD69bkzNQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/of7qYPoSfN0/s72-c/Vacuum+Cleaner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-94596838733537768.post-7353088835935602621</id><published>2007-09-29T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:09:08.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLMGSS funfair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Spent almost half a day at PLMGSS' funfair today. Soooo super crowded. Stalls set up - Games, food, drinks and gifts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I never thought girls school, especially mission girls school would be scolded by their DM. I'd always thought they were girls who knew how to behave and conduct themselves well. I was surprised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh! I'm very amazed with one sec one class. They were able to raise some $4700++ during the funfair, just selling DRINKS! wow. Even the haunted house we had back in BV couldn't raise that amount of money. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The thingy ended at 5pm but waited a good 2 hours for some girls so that we could have dinner together. Kena swaned by them like anything. Then in the bus, I showed them the ring and chain trick and they were so amazed. Like never see magic trick before. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115653249209414898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/Rv5zhrkzNPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lLWwhaKfyk8/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Rhino Tay, aka Adelia Tay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Took 22 home with her. From Ang Mo Kio interchange all the way to Tampines interchange! I didn't even know 22 goes to Tampines interchange until I sent her to the queue. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh ya! Spent the second half of yesterday labelling the office shelves (and I'm still not done!). It's so fun to label the stuffs there. example 1: vacuum cleaner - "The Greatest Sucker" with a comic at the bottom. example 2: student folders - Please take me first! I need to go....... PEEE..... haha... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Labelling is killing my brain cells! But I'm lovin' it! hahas. I rather have my brain cells killed for this than for studying subjects I won't be applying next time. More labelling on monday!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/94596838733537768-7353088835935602621?l=melnana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/feeds/7353088835935602621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=94596838733537768&amp;postID=7353088835935602621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7353088835935602621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/94596838733537768/posts/default/7353088835935602621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melnana.blogspot.com/2007/09/plmgss-funfair.html' title='PLMGSS funfair'/><author><name>Melina Ho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16252291438509984740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/SKU_maPPURI/AAAAAAAAAKU/esNMJZst7xc/S220/Mel+by+Fir.BMP'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Uq0IxPgGtxA/Rv5zhrkzNPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/lLWwhaKfyk8/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
