<?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-8516199</id><updated>2011-08-09T00:31:07.050+08:00</updated><category term='a queen thinks'/><category term='in creative mode'/><category term='my time with Him'/><category term='a thousand words has spoketh'/><category term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>~*Queen Victoria*~</title><subtitle type='html'>a forgetful queen with a sanguine phlegmatic personality. other known as pysch major nus student.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>358</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-6673948894623655573</id><published>2010-11-10T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:41:48.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break the Mystery Postal Code</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Break the Mystery Postal Code&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The first 2 digits is the age when one gets a key.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The third digit is a lucky number for Westerners.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The following two digits are nines upside down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial"&gt;The last digit is unlucky for the Chinese. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, serif;"&gt;So what is the postal code? 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the Mystery Postal Code'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-6089424438661520095</id><published>2009-05-13T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:33:54.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My blood type and horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ｂ型射手座的性格是 &lt; 自由意志型&gt;。比什麼都討厭被強制行動或受規則束縛，追求任意自由自在地飛翔的人生....這是您的第一個性格特徵。&lt;br /&gt;Ｂ型和射手座的性格有很多共通點自由意志性也是其中之一。好奇心強，對什麼事都表示興趣，對事情不執著的直爽之氣質等，也是共通的。不拘泥形式及習慣，對 事情有彈性的想法及臨機應變的行動，這也可說是共通的性格特徵。由於是相同的性格配合一起，所以Ｂ型射手座的人也許可說是在Ｂ型中最具Ｂ型的典型，在射手 座中最具射手座的典型。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果勉強舉出差異，就是射手座比Ｂ型更自由奔放且熱情，而Ｂ型比射手座重視實際性。在Ｂ型射手座的性格中，複雜地混合潛在這一些。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ｂ型射手座的人興趣極為廣泛，又認為只當成知識而吸取興趣的事物是不夠的，甚至想身歷其境看看。此型之人的理想，大概是在見聞並體驗世上所有的事吧。對知識及經驗都抱著這樣的熱情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對社會的野心及金錢的慾望極薄弱，可說是具有高深哲學精神之人，所以幾乎從不對世俗的事情及物質保持執著的情形。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自己防衛的本能微弱則是此型的特徵。在人際關係上不會築一道保護自己的牆壁，但行動方面也有不顧危險而突進的膽量。對任何人都開放的顯露自己，會給他人有老實且明朗的印象。大膽的行動力，也許會獲得積極且有勇氣的評價；但若以相反的角度來看，就是太過不小心，缺少慎重。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;缺點是沒有持續性，無法持續既定的目標，雖然思考，及行動都敏捷，但是容易喪失。有卓越的集中力，卻沒有耐心及毅力。如果失敗了就頹喪的在半途放棄，或者 儘管是辛苦得來的，若厭煩了，就輕率地捨棄。與四周步調不一致，容易一個人就先動手。頭腦轉動快，才能也多，但易厭煩及性急會惹禍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;【對您的忠告】&lt;br /&gt;無視形式、輕視秩序的傾向，會搗亂共同協力。自由行 動雖好，也要考慮與他人協調。&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/8516199-6089424438661520095?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/6089424438661520095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=6089424438661520095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6089424438661520095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6089424438661520095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-blood-type-and-horoscope.html' title='My blood type and horoscope'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-6368150549264641755</id><published>2009-05-13T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:34:32.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My character reading according to birth date</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;             12月9日出生的人很活躍，想像力丰富，喜歡活在水銀燈之下。對他們而言，生活是一種浪漫的冒險，充滿勇敢的事跡而且驚險萬分。大部分的時間，他們常常認為自己是整出戲的明星。生活就像是一場戲，他們就是戲中主角。            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    小時候，他們總是安靜而敏感，很會幻想。在想像中扮演刺激英勇的角色，這些角色會變成個性內向的他們的模范。長大成人的他們盡管過著平靜的生活，其實內心 世界還是一直在幻想大膽、英勇的丰功偉業。他們如果想要真正的快樂，就得大膽承認自己喜歡對外表現自己的特質。所以，12月9日出生的人的課題就是克服害 羞和忌諱 。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;               今天出生的人多數活在自己主觀的世界里，對外在情況的認知往往和朋友、同事、家人差距很大。譬如說，別人也許對目前的狀況滿意，但是他們卻認為現狀迫切地需要改變。這或許是因為我們所說的英雄主義所致，這種英雄主義使他們具有一種不妥協的人格。            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    對他們的孩子或情人而言，這一天出生的人是勇敢的護衛者。他們和這個世界的怪龍戰斗，而且是殺無赦。但是這樣的角色不容易扮演，因為環境變遷迅速，會使對 方的需要改變，關切的事情也不一樣。因此，12月9日出生的人如果執意扮演這種角色，他們對于這種“照顧那些依賴我的人”的意義就需要彈性地做調整。而 且，這種調整要去承擔一些不是充滿光彩，也不能馬上獲得滿足的責任。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;               12月9日出生的人的侵略性格如果完全表現出來，一定要注意不可肆無忌憚，否則會使親近的親友、同事因為害怕而走得遠遠的，不敢親近。另外，他們還必須學習克制自己的壞脾氣，否則一旦爆發，將千萬難以彌補的傷害。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 今天出生的人的最大挑戰也許在于讓自己成熟，行事鎮靜一致。面對挑戰、克服障礙是他們的性格中的一部分，但是學習自在地付出與獲得，接受環境的現狀而不過 分夸大，對他們人格的進展會有很大的說明。隨著馬齒漸增，漸漸成長為有智慧的人，他們也必須摒棄年少時那種活躍、熱烈、幼稚的處事態度。若能夠對生活多加 思考，對自己比較客觀一些，行事就會越來越有效率，對他人也更有益&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;。            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;幸運數字和守護星&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    12月9日出生的人會受到數字9和火星的影響。9這個數字具有很強的力量，對其他的數字都有影響力（任何一個數字加9后都會產生原數字，譬 如：5＋9＝14，4＋1＝5。任何一個數字乘以9也都會產生9這個數字，譬如：5*9＝45，4＋5＝9），因此12月9日出生的人對別人的影響力很 強。火星這個行星很強悍，代表男性的能量。而在12月9日出生的人，性格在木星（射手座的主宰行星）的影響下，會更強化自己的獨特性&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;健康&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 12月9日出生的人必須高潮減緩和引導自己的侵略沖動。屬于隱性12月9日出生的人要避免為了壓抑自己的侵略性，而躲到浪漫的夢幻世界。這我制，有時候不 知為什么會招來他人2　人的人身暴力、闖入以及傷害。由心理咨商來協助進行自我發現，對他們非常有說明。激烈的運動，如體操、有氧運動、跑步等，對他們很 好，但是學習武朮就必須小 心。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;建議&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;               要勇于甘于平凡。你不需要總是成為眾人注目的焦點。追求內心平靜的愉悅，人我共存。不要讓憤怒爆發，尋求正面、積極的方式來緩和憤怒。要腳踏實地。            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;名人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;寇克道格拉斯(Kirk            Douglas)美國知名演員，也是成功的制作人。1949年在《冠軍》一片中因扮演殘酷無情的拳擊手一角而一舉成名，其體格健壯，嗓音別具特色，曾演過《生活的欲望》、《光榮之路》等。            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;美國舞台及電影明星約翰馬克維奇(John Malkovich)，也是導演及制作人，代表作為《危險關系》。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;           世紀英國盲詩人米爾頓(John Milton)，為詩、文并舉的杰出文學家，與莎士比亞、喬叟同為英國文壇三杰，代表作史詩《失樂園&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;》&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;范朋克(Douglas Fairbanks,Jr.)美國影星、制片家、作家，1919年與卓別林、碧克馥和格雷菲斯籌組了“聯美制片廠”。            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;達頓楚姆波(Dalton            Trumbo)，原為好萊塢收入最高、最有才華的劇作家，后來在好萊塢反共年代被列入黑名單并被捕下獄﹔在此期間他以朋友之名寫下奧斯卡得獎作品《羅馬假期》，十多年后這項最佳劇本獎才真正地送到他的手中。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;塔羅牌&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 大秘儀塔羅牌的第9張是“隱士”，他提著一盞燈、拄著拐杖，代表冥想、孤立與寂靜，象征智慧的結晶及絕對　的紀律。隱士是嚴厲的導師，他運用良心使人走上 正途。牌面正立時，代表有所堅持、有目標、深沉且專注﹔牌面倒立時，則表示專斷、不易原諒他人、多疑以及氣餒。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  lang="EN-US" style="font-size:180%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;靜思語&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;           真正的英雄氣質，表現在有勇氣面對自己在道德和心理的缺點。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;優點&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    浪漫、熱烈、精力充沛。 &lt;/span&gt;           &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 128, 0);"&gt;缺點&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;         &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td&gt;           &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;           &lt;span   lang="EN-US" style="font-family:新細明體;font-size:180%;"&gt;    漫無章法、愛幻想。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-6368150549264641755?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/6368150549264641755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=6368150549264641755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-6935259953474668462</id><published>2008-10-18T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:29:21.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something interesting... :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="title-reader"&gt;◎您是幸運的鑽石，有勇有謀，能獲得富貴，充滿才華與創造力，喜歡有禮貌，有智慧的人。生活優雅有情調，對生活品味也很重視，有不凡氣質，富藝術氣息。◎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根 據命理來分析您的個性，潛意識，以及行為模式，您是屬於「鑽石命」，因此您天生具有鑽石的特質，生活優雅有品味，十分引人注目，喜歡公平正義，不喜歡恃強 凌弱，願意犧牲奉獻，不願意辜負別人。鑽石十分珍貴，都會被擺飾在最好，且最重要的位置，因此您非常有氣質，也有多方面的才華，但是會有點優柔寡斷，猶豫 不決，做事情也比較慢。鑽石硬度高，抗壓性強，因此您對於現狀的不滿，能勇於突破，改變環境，並期望掌握自己的命運。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此外，您喜歡有聰明 智慧，才華創意的人，不喜歡懦弱沒有擔當的人，而能讓您佩服的人，多半是有領袖特質，能夠犧牲奉獻，講求公平正義的人。您的一生，像鑽石一樣，優雅高貴， 受到眾人矚目，但是鑽石不是一輩子都有適合的舞台，一旦失去了舞台，也就失去了機會，就是您一生中最大的磨練，只要您經得起外在的考驗，不怨天尤人，進而 學習成長，一旦通過考驗，您的生活會更上一層樓，富貴綿長。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="title-reader"&gt; ◎您本命五行水太旺，體質比較寒冷，所以身體比較弱，容易手腳冰冷，要注意婦科的保健。◎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根 據命理分析，您天生腎水系統比較差，所以容易感覺疲倦，冬天常常手腳冰冷，體力似乎不如人，因此無法從事需要大量勞力的工作。在年輕的時候不會有太大的問 題，但是如果您現在不照顧循環及泌尿系統，隨著年紀越來越大就很容易有血壓、貧血、心臟、婦科的問題，甚至容易導致失眠、憂鬱、腦神經衰弱、聽力異常、腎 功能異常、膀胱炎、尿道炎、月事不順、或其他心血管功能疾病等問題。因此您不能過度勞累，要維持正常作息，早睡早起，才可以保護先天比較弱的腎水系統。此 外，由於體質偏向心虛血弱，所以盡量不要喝冰的飲料，也要避免房事太頻繁，以免傷了元氣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此外，所謂「病從口入」，人類大部分的疾病來源 都跟飲食有關，根據中醫理論，食物可以分成金、木、水、火、土等五種五行。您可能偏好重鹹口味的食物，調味料也用很重，因此，您的細胞中，充滿太多「水」 的五行，會導致健康，財運與事業的不圓滿，尤其重口味的食物吃多了會傷腎，建議您平時最好能飲食均衡，菜色均衡，養成清淡的口胃，調理食物的方式也要由多 油炒改為多蒸煮，減少鹽分和油脂的攝取量，才有助於您陰陽五行調和，生活美滿幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="title-reader"&gt; ◎但是您八字缺火，心血管的機能也比較弱，容易有血壓，貧血，心跳慢，容易疲累，手腳冰冷的問題。◎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根 據命理分析，您天生心血管功能比較差，所以容易感覺疲倦，冬天常常手腳冰冷，體力似乎不如人，因此無法從事需要大量勞力的工作。在年輕的時候不會有太大的 問題，頂多是長青春痘，口舌生瘡等問題，但隨著年紀越來越大，心血管功能需要更多的照顧，不然很容易有血壓、貧血、心跳不正常的問題，甚至容易導致心血管 功能異常、內分泌系統異常、腸阻塞脹氣、心律不整、心室肥大、腦溢血、中風、視力病變等問題。因此您不能過度勞累，要維持正常作息，早睡早起，才可以保護 先天比較弱的心血管功能。此外，請您要定時檢查心血管功能，更要注意家族裡是否有遺傳性的心血管病史，由於體質偏向心虛血弱，所以盡量不要喝冰的飲料，以 免傷了元氣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;此外，您的精神體力都比一般人弱，也缺乏活力。您的朋友們晚上熬夜不睡覺，隔天體能還能應付，但是您只要晚上熬個夜，或玩個 通宵，隔天一定很虛弱。因為體力不足，所以您可能比較喜歡靜態的活動，靜態的休閒，不適合成天往戶外跑。您也比較憂愁善感，腦神經比較衰弱，睡眠品質常常 不太理想。如果您想改變這種現象，一定要早睡早起，最好每天晚上十一點前就寢。此外，最好多做日光浴，多曬太陽，時間不用長，每天五分鐘就足夠了，但是要 避開下午一點到三點陽光最烈的時間。只要您能持之以恆，那您的命運將會有很大的改變，身體健康，財運順利，事業圓滿，家庭幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="title-reader"&gt; ◎簡易愛情分析，您是屬於柏拉圖式的精神愛情。您的愛情因為雙方生活背景差異大，價值觀也有落差，因此對方並不容易真正瞭解您，其實只要您們多溝通，讓對方瞭解自己真正的想法，相處就不會有問題。◎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;您 愛情的模式，根據命理分析，在您生命中出現的異性，常常第一眼就很容易喜歡上您，但是他們常常覺得追不上您，只要對方敢追您又追到了，您們的愛情會火速發 展，但時間一久，就會火藥味不斷，因為對方確實有點高攀，自然需要忍受一些您的脾氣。一般來說，異性對您的第一印象都會覺得很亮眼，尤其您有才幹又有魅 力，但是卻覺得您有點高不可攀。換句話說，您很容易被人喜歡，因為得天獨厚，所以也就不珍惜，也不想學習如何維繫感情。因此，如果您在等待美好的愛情，您 可以試著把自己的外在美收斂起來，讓對方不是只因為看到您的青春美貌或聰明才幹而跟您交往，而是要對方真心覺得適合您才跟您交往。如此之前的桃花都會煙消 雲散，而真正的愛情也將降臨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在人生的旅程中，您的戀愛或結婚對象常常與您有很大的差距。換句話說，您不太容易跟身邊的同事或同學擦出愛 的火花，反而容易和不同背景的人發生戀情，您們在心智上，生活上，或環境上，都是分屬不同的世界。這種新奇又不一樣的感覺，讓您們彼此吸引。但是雙方認知 上的差距存在，卻會是您們要一起克服的鴻溝。您比較容易碰到互補型的戀愛，也就是雙方共同性很少，但差異性很大。因此，您所喜歡的對象，比較適合當好朋 友，若是論及婚嫁，您可能需要仔細思考。此外，若是您的對象還沒有出現，回想身邊的人，您覺得越不可能的人就越有可能，只要您真心誠意給對方一點暗示，幸 福就在您身邊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="title-reader"&gt; ◎簡易事業分析，您的工作類型大部分都需要靠腦力，從事一些思考導向的工作。這類型的工作，需要邏輯思考，策略分析，創意想像，以腦力為導向。◎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每 一個行業中都有不同的職位，而您的工作類型，不論在哪一個行業中發展，大部分都需要靠腦力，從事一些思考導向的工作。例如，經營者思考營運策略，業務人員 思考如何增加業績，研發人員思考如何突破技術，行銷人員思考如何開拓市場，藝文工作者思考如何創作作品等。這類型的工作，需要邏輯思考，策略分析，創意想 像，以腦力為導向。如果您選擇從事這類型工作，您會比較順利，輕鬆，也更能發揮所長。但是世界上跟您一樣聰明的人很多，唯有加上經驗的累積才有無可取代的 價值。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;另外，您的工作類型容易產生下列迷思。一、聰明的人多半有跳躍式的思考，讓旁邊人跟不上腳步。二、聰明的人充滿創意，但是缺乏執行 力，容易說得多做得少。三、聰明的人比較不喜歡溝通，喜歡有話直說，所以不容易得到上司提拔。此外，對於其他工作領域，像是重複性質的工作，瑣碎事務的工 作，協調整合的工作，或體力勞動的工作，都是您比較不適合的工作類型，您會覺得乏味無趣，不願意做，也做不久。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="title-reader"&gt; ◎簡易財運分析，您未來很會賺錢，但是不喜歡靠工作賺錢，喜歡利用錢來賺錢。◎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根 據命理分析，您現在可能沒有感覺到您的財運，但是您未來很會賺錢，而且不喜歡只依靠工作賺錢，您比較喜歡利用錢來賺錢，也就是所謂的投資或是創業。您從很 年輕的時候就知道錢財的重要性，也知道只靠薪水很難致富，因此您會比一般人更早接觸投資理財，所以當別人在揮霍金錢，享受生命的時候，您在投資理財，所以 自然能夠累積更多的財富。此外，您天生比較精明，不會在不必要的地方花錢，但是您對於子女卻比較捨得花錢。如果以一生的時間來衡量，您今生大部份的財富會 被您拿來繼續投資，或是犒賞自己以及身邊的人。之後，這些財富大半會遺留給子女及婆家。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-6935259953474668462?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/6935259953474668462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=6935259953474668462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6935259953474668462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6935259953474668462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-interesting-p.html' title='Something interesting... :P'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-573880792041395143</id><published>2008-10-13T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:45:05.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online scrapbook of friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4e446b324d4467354d513d3d0d0a&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link&amp;amp;blogview=true" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" 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src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-8201451996188100483</id><published>2008-06-18T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T10:27:26.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>ramblings...</title><content type='html'>been sick on/off this past week... &lt;div&gt;watched the japanese version of meteor garden - hana yori dango. must say that i am a convert of japanese dramas AGAIN! the storyline, pacing, acting are really much better than most taiwanese dramas... i rewatched meteor garden and several others... think only the It Started With A Kiss series and The Devil By My Side was truly engaging from the front to the end for me. Most dramas sorta lost steam at the end like Hana Kimi, Dou Niu Yao Bu Yao... BUT japanese dramas so far... have not lost steam... but perhaps because they all limit each season to 9-12 episodes so their stories are not draggy. (Japanese's version of Hana Kimi is not as good as the Taiwan's version though due to the limited interaction between the male and female lead BUT the ending was much better than the Taiwan's)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay... BUT today I wanna showcase the soundtrack of Hana Yori Dango I, II, and Final (Movie)! Catchy and yet ballad enough... hahaha.... :P Listen to them la... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The opening soundtrack to the HYD movie! (To be screened in Japan on 28 June... sigh dunno when in SG)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zo-XgEIIjlw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zo-XgEIIjlw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The opening soundtrack to Hana Yori Dango II drama (my favourite out of the 3!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DWPosOVrOWY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DWPosOVrOWY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The opening soundtrack to Hana Yori Dango I drama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zWPA5smAPY8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zWPA5smAPY8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8516199-8201451996188100483?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/8201451996188100483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=8201451996188100483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8201451996188100483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8201451996188100483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2008/06/ramblings.html' title='ramblings...'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-3747990130908042200</id><published>2008-02-21T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T17:38:32.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my assignments in NIE - A podcast about what I learnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; 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font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Dear everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;recently been admittedly lazier and less motivated to share my quiet times. been easily distracted by assignments and other worries. Today went for my medical jab in the morning as I was having a bad bout of vertigo again. However, as I was waiting in the hospital, I took the time to read my Bible and I was very inspired by what I read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 1 Corinthians 9:19-23, Paul preached about how he "make (himself) a slave to everyone, to win as many as possible." It made me reflect about how I have been trying to 'win as many as possible'. Sad to say, I am doing really the bare minimum. During a recent leader's meeting, Wai Yee asked the leaders to think about our sense of mission. When Jesus resurrected, he spent his next 40 days on Earth telling everyone to spread the Word. If we examine Jesus's life, we can see that Jesus spent so much time praying and going out to save the lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided to be numerical and look at how much time I spend reaching out. Let's say, I do 15min evangelism everyday and I sms/call my friends 15min. That will be 3.5 hours spent on evangelising. I have an appointment every week. So let's sae each appointment is about 3.5 hours long. So on average, I spend about 7 hours a week saving the lost. Let's also include my time thinking about the lost. Perhaps 10mins a dae when I pray for them. So another 70 minutes. So approximately I spend 8 plus hours thinking and working in my mission. Which is approx 1+ hour I spend average in a day about the lost. I spend more time online and answering/reading emails and let's not mention other things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus and Paul and other apostles/disciples were heaving persecuted. They were not living in very comfortable surroundings. Yet they spent so much time being there for disciples. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of course, I can think about: Jesus is a full-time ministry worker what. We have full-time jobs as working singles or students. Yup, that's true. However, let's do think about how we prioritize our time. Are we spending so much more time on our own pursuits in life and neglecting our mission? All of us have different talents that we can use for God but all of us are UNITED in one thing that God wants us to do. That is to win people and to bring people into a relationship with Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do strongly recommend all of us perhaps can go and calculate how much time we spend reaching out. It might be a very surprising answer. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, Victoria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-3431142867705824861?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/3431142867705824861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=3431142867705824861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3431142867705824861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3431142867705824861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2008/02/reflecting-on-my-schedule-as-disciple.html' title='Reflecting on my schedule as a disciple'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-7928361901125077781</id><published>2008-02-20T10:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T10:16:53.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something funni!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJ3YdzcvviA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJ3YdzcvviA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-7928361901125077781?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/7928361901125077781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=7928361901125077781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7928361901125077781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7928361901125077781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2008/02/something-funni.html' title='Something funni!'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-1504162942170011228</id><published>2008-02-15T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T00:21:20.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song I like recently... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2HqUrVLSUGE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2HqUrVLSUGE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: normal; "&gt;我 看不开 也放不开 &lt;br /&gt;因为我曾见过 爱情真的盛开&lt;br /&gt;我 要等待 一直等待 &lt;br /&gt;等那一个夜晚 从回忆回来&lt;br /&gt;当你拥抱着我 那一瞬间 我象飞到空中&lt;br /&gt;而当我缓缓降落 我不再是我 &lt;br /&gt;我有了梦 我在梦中&lt;br /&gt;爱来过 来得那么美 那么凶&lt;br /&gt;欢呼着 从我生命 狠狠碾过&lt;br /&gt;连遗憾 也都不争气的 珍惜成笑容&lt;br /&gt;爱来过 让我完整过 幸福过&lt;br /&gt;怎么能轻易就放他走 &lt;br /&gt;我不想解脱 我只怕错过&lt;br /&gt;我就是要等你回来 爱我&lt;br /&gt;寂寞喧哗 我不害怕 &lt;br /&gt;因为我只听得见对你的牵挂&lt;br /&gt;世界很大 会容得下 &lt;br /&gt;我这小小傻傻顽固的信仰&lt;br /&gt;你有没有过承诺 我已忘了 那已不重要了&lt;br /&gt;反正我都会守候 在梦中守候 &lt;br /&gt;我最唯一 最美的梦&lt;br /&gt;爱来过 来得那么美 那么凶&lt;br /&gt;欢呼着 从我生命 狠狠碾过&lt;br /&gt;连遗憾 也都不争气的 珍惜成笑容&lt;br /&gt;爱来过 让我完整过 幸福过&lt;br /&gt;怎么能轻易就放他走 &lt;br /&gt;我不想解脱 我只怕错过&lt;br /&gt;我就是要等你回来&lt;br /&gt;如果需要动用奇迹来交换美丽&lt;br /&gt;就让泪蒸发 下成雪花&lt;br /&gt;和我一起在爱中被融化&lt;br /&gt;爱来过 来得那么美 那么凶&lt;br /&gt;欢呼着 从我生命 狠狠碾过&lt;br /&gt;连遗憾 也都不争气的 珍惜成笑容&lt;br /&gt;爱来过 让我完整过 幸福过&lt;br /&gt;怎么能轻易就放他走 &lt;br /&gt;我不想解脱 我只怕错过&lt;br /&gt;我就是要等你回来&lt;br /&gt;爱来过 来得那么美 那么凶&lt;br /&gt;欢呼着 从我生命 狠狠碾过&lt;br /&gt;连遗憾 也都不争气的 珍惜成笑容&lt;br /&gt;爱来过 让我完整过 幸福过&lt;br /&gt;怎么能轻易就放他走 &lt;br /&gt;我不想解脱 我只怕错过&lt;br /&gt;我就是要等你回来&lt;br /&gt;爱我&lt;br /&gt;等你回来&lt;br /&gt;爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8516199-1504162942170011228?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/1504162942170011228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=1504162942170011228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1504162942170011228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1504162942170011228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2008/02/song-i-like-recently.html' title='A song I like recently... :)'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5994532641260889388</id><published>2008-01-19T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T03:00:38.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Type Analysis in Chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ａ型 讨厌对方不懂心意：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　最讨厌对方不懂得仔细观察自己深沈的心意，更拒绝对方太过露骨的表现方式，过度的恭维，对b型或许管用,对a型则是反效果，奉承逢迎只招得厌恶。特意 制造的惊喜也可能变成震惊和愤怒，有善意的惊喜，还是预告比较好。与a型谈话中切忌贸然下结论，也别说太多叛经背道的异说。表现的十分谦逊的a型，仍希望 你能牢记他的恩惠，且别冤枉a型者，这会让他记恨许久，别批评他的家族，更别批评男性的a型情人或以下犯上。&lt;br /&gt;　　a型人的性质为人慎重，事事办得井然有序，为人设想的爱心也很强。旺盛的服务精神，使得周遭的人敬 佩；反面，又因自我抑制力强，优柔寡断的面却是缺点。内心是个胆怯的人，因此，常杞人忧天，甚至庸人自扰。为此，连芝麻小事也顾虑太多，无法放大胆地做下 去。就身体方面而言，呼吸器官、神经系、消化器官、关节等疾病都得小心。&lt;br /&gt;表现：&lt;br /&gt;　　害羞而内向的a型，即使直觉上认为不错的人，也不会毫不客气地邀约，主要是要了怕对方知道忐忑不安的情绪，一紧张就会面红耳赤的a型，连耳根子都红，实在是很明显的证据。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ｂ型 不喜欢束缚的感受：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　最忌讳别人对他是无若睹，忽视其存在，即使还不很热络的朋友，在人前也尽可能热 烈支持 。b型者喜欢天马行空。言不及义地高谈阔论，却不喜欢他人断章取义，对其俏皮话。幽默感要有反应，否则反招致不快。委托事项只交代大原则即可，别限制他细 部的作法及制约其行动。长时间的约会，必须配合其步调，别老谋深算计画到太遥远的未来，b型者不喜欢时空束缚的感受。&lt;br /&gt;　　b型人的性质根本不把细小的事当一回事，好动、好自由，不希望别人束缚，常有打破传统式行动，有独创的一面。所以由外人来看，是独断独行的人。为人富 於幽默，有独创性。但是，过度的人就＂乐天派＂的人了。有时候，一知半解即行动，所以产生的场面。但是很介意自己的失败，不久即恢复力气。为乐而忘忧型。 身体方面，宜注意循环器官、消化器官、骨骼、肌肉等方面的疾病。&lt;br /&gt;表现：&lt;br /&gt;　　面对毫无关系初次见面的对象，b型总希望给人很好的第一印象，故在初次见面的信号反而令人难辨。不过後来对你明示自己的兴趣的话，或谈自己的事，可就有希望，坦白心意正是典型的b型。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;ＡＢ型 拒绝被人批评：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　即使没把握和ab型情人这段恋情是否成熟稳当，也别刻意提出和别人讨论，以免触怒对方，且尽可能别在人前人后批评ab型者。千万别肆意在ab型情人面前，大肆批评其性格的缺失。绝对要避免已委托ab型者的事情，在转托付他人处理，且别算老帐，翻旧帐。&lt;br /&gt;　　ab型人的性质具有神经质、冷静、坦白、合理主义的特质。为人柔和、顺从，反面而言是不通融。又有 理性的资质，与人来往不拘束。这些都是ab型的特色。善於批判、分析，为人服务。奉献的精神也很旺盛。又有冲动的一面，对事情没有一点执著之心，为人温 柔，时而冷淡，各面都兼备之。身体方面，宜小心呼吸器官、内分泌系、腹部等疾病。&lt;br /&gt;表现：&lt;br /&gt;　　冷漠且乾脆的ab型，即时直觉对方不错，也绝不会把感觉说出来。呈现的态度非常冷漠普通，不过好像漠不关心，其实当他仔细观察你的行动时，就表示他对你有好感了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ｏ型 最忌别人颐指气使：&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　绝对绝对绝不可在o型情人面前对其他异性献殷勤或示好，想对谁都讨好，势必会得罪o型情人。两人间私密性的对谈若透过第三者传达，则必定会使o型者恼 怒。对待o型男友可别得理不饶人，想指责他，就要先帮他找好下台阶。o型者最忌别人颐指气使，想要他俯首称臣。命令他，不如协商或恳请。绝对禁止言谈间有 贬低对方的口吻。直言指摘o型先天特质上有自我中心。爱表现。直来直往的性格，可能也会惹得不高兴。对於没有良好气氛和心理准备的性行为绝对要避免。&lt;br /&gt;　　o型人的性质富於直觉、集中力，斗志也旺盛的人。为人乾脆、爽朗，喜欢为人服务。凡事著手以後，非 达到目的不罢手，是个＂现实主义型＂的人。虽然对事情没有一点执著之心，为人温柔，时而冷淡，各面都兼备之。身体方面，宜小心呼吸器官、内分泌系、腹部等疾病。&lt;br /&gt;表现：&lt;br /&gt;　　可以天南地北的聊起，表现最好的自己，举出他们得意的事，设法给对方好印象，这是o型的象徵，不过偶尔也会成为大傻瓜，扮演小丑的角色，此类情形可说是o型特徵 。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;        -------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will translate when I have time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5994532641260889388?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5994532641260889388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5994532641260889388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5994532641260889388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5994532641260889388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2008/01/blood-type-analysis-in-chinese.html' title='Blood Type Analysis in Chinese'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-947319151537225311</id><published>2007-12-26T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T00:05:08.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Right Person MV</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLuW6xF_zYI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VLuW6xF_zYI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen reminded me of this song... decided to look for the youtube version. Here's the song. It's about choosing someone who is right for you and not stick with someone just for companionship/other reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-947319151537225311?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/947319151537225311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=947319151537225311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/947319151537225311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/947319151537225311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/12/right-person-mv.html' title='The Right Person MV'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-3234759609862795705</id><published>2007-12-25T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T00:06:06.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Have been spending my time via gmail and facebook... sorta neglected this blog. :P&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-3234759609862795705?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/3234759609862795705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=3234759609862795705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3234759609862795705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3234759609862795705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-7721163387468019758</id><published>2007-10-29T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:55:30.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>In Honour of David</title><content type='html'>When we first met&lt;br /&gt;He said his name was David&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that it would be&lt;br /&gt;A name that impact many lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a times we travelled&lt;br /&gt;Together we laughed&lt;br /&gt;We talked and shared&lt;br /&gt;About our dreams and struggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His age was young&lt;br /&gt;Yet his words were wise&lt;br /&gt;Smaller in size yet his heart&lt;br /&gt;Was the biggest I ever known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always smiling brightly&lt;br /&gt;Always ready to give&lt;br /&gt;A hug or a kind word&lt;br /&gt;To anyone he meets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His achievements are many&lt;br /&gt;But he never boasts&lt;br /&gt;His listening ear was ever-ready&lt;br /&gt;His advice always sensitively given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wavering in his faith&lt;br /&gt;He might have cried out&lt;br /&gt;But he always held on to God's hand&lt;br /&gt;And gave comfort to many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring the Goliaths in the eyes&lt;br /&gt;He conquered them one by one&lt;br /&gt;Not out of sheer strength or size&lt;br /&gt;But through pure faith and love for God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a friend I will miss&lt;br /&gt;And think about often&lt;br /&gt;When I sing a particular song&lt;br /&gt;I will dedicate it to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears are overflowing&lt;br /&gt;Yet let these tears wash away&lt;br /&gt;The pains and sorrows&lt;br /&gt;To face another new day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, David. You have fought the good fight and inspired to live my life likewise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-7721163387468019758?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/7721163387468019758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=7721163387468019758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7721163387468019758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7721163387468019758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-honour-of-david.html' title='In Honour of David'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-8944556974283850112</id><published>2007-10-26T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:55:00.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Dancing with the Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" src="http://data.pictogame.com/gc/gc2.swf" width="440" height="420" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="gameId=ZlmVGxZ2DZge" name="flashContainer974000955"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:440px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pictogame.com/create.php?from_blog=1&amp;amp;template=41" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make 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type='text'>F.I.R Latest MTV</title><content type='html'>Recently i have been blogging a lot of more 'private' entries. perhaps i will publish them after some 'censoring'.&lt;br /&gt;have been doing my quiet time based on my definition of love. yeah... the queen is emotional again. bleahz.&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes... jus wanna share with u all the latest mtv by F.I.R. - 3 Wishes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/parjdkQcBfI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/parjdkQcBfI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-1048088795091553394?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-1989547807385095854</id><published>2007-10-21T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T23:12:12.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><title type='text'>SHIN MTVs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIN - Hai Kuo Tian Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CEdFVf2ssk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6CEdFVf2ssk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIN - Tian Liang Yi Hou Shuo Fen Shou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKfubTp-hUY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nKfubTp-hUY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-1989547807385095854?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/1989547807385095854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=1989547807385095854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1989547807385095854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1989547807385095854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/10/shin-mtvs.html' title='SHIN MTVs'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4456388257206023255</id><published>2007-10-21T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:55:00.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Boogie Wonderland song</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/QqyMH9k6bB/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/QqyMH9k6bB/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Here's the song... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-4456388257206023255?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/4456388257206023255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=4456388257206023255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4456388257206023255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4456388257206023255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/10/boogie-wonderland-song.html' title='Boogie Wonderland song'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-1414086011147458753</id><published>2007-09-28T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:55:00.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>A song... about friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;有时候对一个人那么用心&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Shi Hou Dui Yi Ge Ren Na Me Yong Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;却还是搞不清楚他的逻辑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Hai Shi Gao Bu Qing Chu Ta De Luo Ji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;谈恋爱谁没演过一点戏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tan Lian Ai Shui Mei Yan Guo Yi Dian Xi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;装没事装忘记装小心翼翼&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuang Mei Shi Zhuang Wang Ji Zhuang Xiao Xin Yi Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;有时候和一个人那么亲密&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Shi Hou He Yi Ge Ren Na Me Qin Mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;却还是忍不住想保护自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Hai Shi Ren Bu Zhu Xiang Bao Hu Zhi Ji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;谁恋爱不曾藏一点秘密&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shui Lian Ai Bu Cen Yi Dian Mi Mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;留防备留回忆留心情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liu Fang Bei Liu Hui Yi Liu Xing Qing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;谢谢你总是陪我分享&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xie Xie Ni Zhong Shi Pei Wo Fen Xiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(225, 9, 0);"&gt;不能跟情人说的话&lt;br /&gt;Bu Neng Geng Qing Ren Shuo De Hua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我反反复复你也从不笑我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo Fa Fa Fu Fu Ni Ye Cong Bu Xiao Wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;老是骂他却又离不开他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lao Shi Ma Ta Que You Li Bu Kai Ta&lt;/p&gt;                  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;谢谢你总是替我收藏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xie Xie Ni Zhong Shi Ti Wo Shou Cang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;不想跟情人说的话&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu Xiang Geng Qing Ren Shuo De Hua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;我胡思乱想你一直握着我手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo Hu Shi Lua Xiang Ni Yi Zhi Wo Zhe Wo Shou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;让我释放然后慢慢宽广&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rang Wo Shi Rang Hou Man Man Kuan Guang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;别人都说我很坚强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bie Ren Dou Shuo Wo Hen Jian Qiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;只有你劝我别逞强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zi You Ni Quan Wo Bie Cen Qiang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;爱是漂亮却不完美的天堂&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Shi Piao Liang Que Bu Wang Mei De Tian Tang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="ZH-CN" style="font-family:SimSun;"&gt;旧了总有需要修补的地方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiu Le Zhong You Xu &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; Xiu Bu De Di Fang&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/CV9JiS1Vih/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/09/song-about-friendship.html' title='A song... about friendship'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-3336204030787704336</id><published>2007-09-24T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:55:49.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>what do you do on a bad day?</title><content type='html'>Right now, I am typing my quiet time out in Gelare Cafe in Hougang Mall. Gwen is sitting opposite me but she's studying. I'm supposed to be getting the revision literature notes for my students but I am very poorly inspired. ah yes procrastination is one of my deadliest sins. just to warn you all first, this email is going to be very very rambling. It's going to resemble some sort of my thought processes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was doing a quiet time based on Job. I've been sick the past 3 days and I felt like 'Job-like' cos my bout of sickness came fierce and without warning. So my question was what do i do on a bad day? I faithfully wrote down all the things I will do, e.g. go pray la... go enjoy good food la... go call my good friends... arrange a hangout... write cards.. etc etc I tried to be very truthful and tried to rank them in the order I will automatically do whenever I just had a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha... for the past 1 week or less, I had just joined a new online social network thingie called Facebook. And it has been the first page I go to whenever I have had a bad day at work. Recently, my students have been getting on my nerves easier. It's making me seriously question whether I have the mental and physical stamina to go through as a teacher. Well, there's a way out. I can go apply to be a teacher in a better school. I have actually been doing some asking around and there are a few schools that are rather interested... but well. I wonder what will happen when teachers start to just go to better schools. What happens to the teachers in schools that are terrible? they get burnt out? then what? they quit teaching? somehow as I was having the time to just think over the past 3 days (that's when i am not being zonked out by the medication i'm taking), i came to a conclusion. somewhat. i am going to REALLY learn how to detach from the stresses of my work. how? by relying and trusting on the Lord. like what Job did. He did not always understand why God did this and that or allowed Satan to do this and that... but he almost always just trusted in God and just simply relied on him. He always sank to his knees and prayed. I wonder how long I pray on my knees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some thoughts... wanna know more then just ask me lo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-3336204030787704336?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/3336204030787704336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=3336204030787704336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3336204030787704336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3336204030787704336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/09/what-do-you-do-on-bad-day.html' title='what do you do on a bad day?'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-3610129315039701178</id><published>2007-09-18T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:55:38.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>old quiet time... :)</title><content type='html'>Jeremiah 26:8-15&lt;br /&gt;- where do we aim our faith? Do we aim our faith at Jesus or something else?&lt;br /&gt;Let's think about this when we are in shooting practice. During shooting practice, it takes some practice to aim and make sure our scope is aimed at the target before we shoot. Generally, with some practice, it's not too hard to shoot the target. Yet, when we are out on the REAL battlefield, aiming for the target is much harder. There will be many distractions ie, bombings, other machine guns' sounds, your friends getting hurt, etc. You might also be pushed around you might be lying or sitting in an awkward position. How is our aim then? It's the same for our faith. In reality the scope of our faith is daily being batted about, so that we constantly need to take the time to sit down and recalibrate our sights. If God's people and religious leaders can be distracted during Jeremiah's time, let's take Jeremiah's advice and always stay focused on God. Once we lose sight, it's easy to be led astray... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-3610129315039701178?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/3610129315039701178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=3610129315039701178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3610129315039701178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3610129315039701178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/09/old-quiet-time.html' title='old quiet time... :)'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2571981575376712829</id><published>2007-09-16T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T12:56:00.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Depeche Mode - Somebody Lyrics</title><content type='html'>Hi... just wanna share this song's lyrics. It's a meaningful song especially how the lyrics are so direct in expressing the thoughts... heh. emo vic? nah. it's just vic remembering the past. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody to share&lt;br /&gt;Share the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Share my innermost thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Know my intimate details&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll stand by my side&lt;br /&gt;And give me support&lt;br /&gt;And in return&lt;br /&gt;She'll get my support&lt;br /&gt;She will listen to me&lt;br /&gt;When I want to speak&lt;br /&gt;About the world we live in&lt;br /&gt;And life in general&lt;br /&gt;Though my views may be wrong&lt;br /&gt;They may even be perverted&lt;br /&gt;She'll hear me out&lt;br /&gt;And won't easily be converted&lt;br /&gt;To my way of thinking&lt;br /&gt;In fact she'll often disagree&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of it all&lt;br /&gt;She will understand me&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody who cares&lt;br /&gt;For me passionately&lt;br /&gt;With every thought&lt;br /&gt;With every breath&lt;br /&gt;Someone who'll help me see things&lt;br /&gt;In a different light&lt;br /&gt;All the things I detest&lt;br /&gt;I will almost like&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be tied&lt;br /&gt;To anyone's strings&lt;br /&gt;I'm carefully trying to steer clear of&lt;br /&gt;Those things&lt;br /&gt;But when I'm asleep&lt;br /&gt;I want somebody&lt;br /&gt;Who will put their arms around me&lt;br /&gt;And kiss me tenderly&lt;br /&gt;Though things like this&lt;br /&gt;Make me sick&lt;br /&gt;In a case like this&lt;br /&gt;I'll get away with it&lt;br /&gt;And in a place like this&lt;br /&gt;I'll get away with it&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhhhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2571981575376712829?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2571981575376712829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2571981575376712829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2571981575376712829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2571981575376712829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/09/depeche-mode-somebody-lyrics.html' title='Depeche Mode - Somebody Lyrics'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-1013427303821061293</id><published>2007-09-08T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:26:13.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>queen rants</title><content type='html'>recently, i have been more sick frequently. it's a worrisome sign but well, what can i do much abt besides changing my habits and pray? *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;been dreaming a lot in colour lately. sigh. decided to let go of the matter. realized it's not gonna make a difference whether i pursue or not cos... ultimately the friendship is already different. so why seek reassurance? to make it less 'distant'? i'm sorry but i think it went through a pretty irreversible change. i know it's pride speaking... yeah who knows, perhaps 10 years down the road, we can mention this and laugh. but well that's 10 years later...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder... whether am i in love with the idea of being in love? i can be a good analyst for others... but... i hate my analysis of myself. yeah. i hate myself for loving u! dunno who reads this blog nowadaes so... well... hope someone recognizes the song. :P&lt;br /&gt;well... guess i am just feeling emo. *shrug* sigh i miss ZM and E.&lt;br /&gt;back to exam planning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-1013427303821061293?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/1013427303821061293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=1013427303821061293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1013427303821061293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1013427303821061293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/09/queen-rants.html' title='queen rants'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-436817120056655397</id><published>2007-09-08T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T21:04:29.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/02nA_iyouw4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/02nA_iyouw4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been madly watching a new Korean drama which is a bit similar to Hana Kimi (in the sense that the female lead dresses up as a male but i think this Coffee Prince has better acting... heh). It's called The Coffee Prince Shop. Storyline a bit dated but I like the chemistry between ALL the actors. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the MV... I realise that having the right song for a show is very important cos the mood must be created correctly man. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-436817120056655397?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/436817120056655397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=436817120056655397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/436817120056655397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/436817120056655397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/09/been-madly-watching-new-korean-drama.html' title=''/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-3836763522719071830</id><published>2007-09-03T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:54:08.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><title type='text'>Yi Yan Xun Jian</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOw-fEgxN88"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOw-fEgxN88" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the song! I also like the guy's voice. He's pretty popular in Taiwan now... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-3836763522719071830?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/3836763522719071830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=3836763522719071830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3836763522719071830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3836763522719071830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/09/yi-yan-xun-jian.html' title='Yi Yan Xun Jian'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-8704971263553844672</id><published>2007-08-29T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:44:37.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my time with Him'/><title type='text'>Affairs of the heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;Ezekiel 14&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h5&gt; Idolaters Condemned &lt;/h5&gt; &lt;span&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; Some of the elders of Israel came to me and sat down in front of me. &lt;span&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Then the word of the LORD came to me:  &lt;span&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; "Son of man, these men have set up idols in their hearts and put wicked stumbling blocks before their faces. Should I let them inquire of me at all? &lt;span&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; Therefore speak to them and tell them, 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: When any Israelite sets up idols in his heart and puts a wicked stumbling block before his face and then goes to a prophet, I the LORD will answer him myself in keeping with his great idolatry. &lt;span&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; I will do this to recapture the hearts of the people of Israel, who have all deserted me for their idols.' &lt;p&gt; &lt;span&gt; 6&lt;/span&gt; "Therefore say to the house of Israel, 'This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Repent! Turn from your idols and renounce all your detestable practices! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; " 'When any Israelite or any alien living in Israel separates himself from me and sets up idols in his heart and puts a wicked stumbling block before his face and then goes to a prophet to inquire of me, I the LORD will answer him myself. &lt;span&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; I will set my face against that man and make him an example and a byword. I will cut him off from my people. Then you will know that I am the LORD. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; " 'And if the prophet is enticed to utter a prophecy, I the LORD have enticed that prophet, and I will stretch out my hand against him and destroy him from among my people Israel. &lt;span&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; They will bear their guilt—the prophet will be as guilty as the one who consults him. &lt;span&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; Then the people of Israel will no longer stray from me, nor will they defile themselves anymore with all their sins. They will be my people, and I will be their God, declares the Sovereign LORD.' "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h5&gt; Judgment Inescapable &lt;/h5&gt; &lt;span&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; The word of the LORD came to me: &lt;span&gt;13&lt;/span&gt;  "Son of man, if a country sins against me by being unfaithful and I stretch out my hand against it to cut off its food supply and send famine upon it and kill its men and their animals, &lt;span&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; even if these three men—Noah, Daniel &lt;sup&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=ezekiel%2014:1-14&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-20746a" title="See footnote a" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt; a&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/sup&gt; and Job—were in it, they could save only themselves by their righteousness, declares the Sovereign LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear brudders and sisters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish to share something I learnt today from the Bible. It's what Sandy shared during the mini-dgrp after the West midweek on Tuesday to prepare our hearts for the campaign month. As I was reflected on this this morning, I was asking the question why God wanted to keep scolding the Israelites again and again AND punish them again and again. I was thinking why? Won't the Israelites be even more rebellious? And today, when I was teaching English in my Normal Technical class, something dawned on me. I was having a especially hard time today with them as they were consistently noisy and disruptive throughout the lesson. I was feeling very tired and was a bit grounchy so noise was not a good addition to my negative state already. After different bouts of shouting, promising them treats as the lesson I planned involved them eating something in class, etc, I was feeling rather defeated when most of the class continued to make their noise and refused to listen to my instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down at the teacher's table and felt my tears threatening to come out. As my HUGE ego continued their hardest to suppress the tears, I looked at them and suddenly stood up. I shouted... or rather ROARED at them and suddenly they were very quiet. I then spoke in a rather quiet tone about how I am very close of giving up on them. How I could bloody well (yes I used the word 'bloody') just throw them worksheets and did not care whether they learnt or not. How I could just heck care whether they hand in their work or do their work with their heart. They could fail their English and it would not affect badly on me AT ALL cos they ARE expected to FAIL any way (NT students get promoted hether they pass or not). Then I told them that if a teacher refuses to even shout and scold them, they should not be happy. Cos it means the teacher has given up on them and is no longer caring whether they learn anything or not. The students kept quiet for about 10minutes and they continued their noise-making albeit at a softer volume later. Most of them did finished the work I planned but I hope they got the message which I seriously doubt. :P&lt;br /&gt;When I went back to the office, I remembered the questions I asked. God punished and shouted at us because He cared enough to keep scolding us. He loves us so much that despite of the heartache and headaches and sore throats He might have, He continued to scold and warn the Isarelites of the consequences. God punished severely in the hope that others would learn. He sacrificed His son for us so that we no longer need to pay a price. Let's remember that as we reach out to the lost and try our best to love them. Our friends may refuse to listen and be rebellious but let's not lose heart. God will be scolding them in LOVE consistently and He will not give up.&lt;br /&gt;Hope my sharing is not too confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Vic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-8704971263553844672?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/8704971263553844672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=8704971263553844672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8704971263553844672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8704971263553844672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/09/affairs-of-heart.html' title='Affairs of the heart...'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5524884267747784985</id><published>2007-08-11T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T21:01:43.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>complicated.</title><content type='html'>the heart makes its own choices&lt;br /&gt;often without consulting its fellow partner - the mind -&lt;br /&gt;thus often clashes occur&lt;br /&gt;resulting in&lt;br /&gt;a volatile reciple of&lt;br /&gt;tears of frustration&lt;br /&gt;bitter thoughts&lt;br /&gt;pangs of envy&lt;br /&gt;cries of anguish&lt;br /&gt;aches of what-will-never-come-to-be&lt;br /&gt;pain of letting go&lt;br /&gt;luckily... God's gentle hands will envelop all these&lt;br /&gt;and massage the heart and mind with His all-encompassing love&lt;br /&gt;His love brings everlasting relief&lt;br /&gt;Freeing the heart from chains of deceit&lt;br /&gt;Allowing the heart to be reunited with the mind&lt;br /&gt;Allowing the heart to bid goodbyes to Korean-dramatics&lt;br /&gt;Complicated. FULL STOP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5524884267747784985?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5524884267747784985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5524884267747784985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5524884267747784985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5524884267747784985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/08/complicated.html' title='complicated.'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4981118071393419745</id><published>2007-08-11T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T20:33:45.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/fireworks%202007/fireworks2007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all!&lt;br /&gt;This are the fireworks of 2007 - taken during the national day celebration. :) enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-4981118071393419745?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/4981118071393419745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=4981118071393419745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4981118071393419745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4981118071393419745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/08/fireworks-2007.html' title='Fireworks 2007'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/fireworks%202007/th_fireworks2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-416032046183238456</id><published>2007-08-07T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:51:13.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Too Bad It's Not You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cK2cPgzLCbg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cK2cPgzLCbg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I listened to today... very touching but also a bit on the emo song. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-416032046183238456?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/416032046183238456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=416032046183238456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/416032046183238456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/416032046183238456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/08/too-bad-its-not-you.html' title='Too Bad It&apos;s Not You...'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-893183569705197918</id><published>2007-08-02T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:54:08.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcoming negative thinking</title><content type='html'>Something that made me smile as I was reading for my quiet time today. Just like to share with u all the illustration and a short explanation of how we normally think and one particular useful way to OVERCOME our burdens. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually the pattern in our thinking is such: we acknowledge what God has said to be right and true then we throw in the crucial word 'BUT' and finally add on the negative situation/burdens/problems we have. When we do that we focus on the later part of the sentence, not what comes before it.&lt;br /&gt;A simple diagram goes like this: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;GOD'S PROMISES&lt;/span&gt;     BUT    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;THE PROBLEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR we really think like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          BUT              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;THE PROBLEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we desire to overcome, we need to discipline ourselves and taking the same pieces of information and think differently so that our new thinking look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE PROBLEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       BUT         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this kind of simple illustration. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-893183569705197918?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/893183569705197918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=893183569705197918&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/893183569705197918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/893183569705197918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/08/overcoming-negative-thinking.html' title='Overcoming negative thinking'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-6072847877972985220</id><published>2007-07-27T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T14:37:46.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>emotions</title><content type='html'>It's been a long day. &lt;br /&gt;Today a student broke through the barrier I had with my emotions. I think it showed me how much I need to rely on God and how much I have not been relying on God. &lt;br /&gt;I cried today over a student. And it's not the few-tears-dab-dab-i'm-okay kind. It's the once-i-cry-i-cant-stop kind. &lt;br /&gt;I think I am putting way too much hopes and expectations on these students. No. I am not saying I am giving them up. However I forget some lessons are learnt best through the hard way. If the best I can give them is not appreciated, then I have to learn how to step back and wash my hands off it. My door will always be open but I wont be hounding after you. &lt;br /&gt;Another lesson learnt through the hard way... or did I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-6072847877972985220?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/6072847877972985220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=6072847877972985220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6072847877972985220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6072847877972985220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/07/emotions.html' title='emotions'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4086706803555433325</id><published>2007-07-12T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T16:25:46.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand words has spoketh'/><title type='text'>Yummy Food Slideshow~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellPadding="0" cellSpacing="0" bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4f5451344d5459320a&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none" width="386" height="303" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4f5451344d5459320a.jpg" alt="Yummy Food!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=hallmark&amp;campaign=blog_logo"&gt;&lt;img style="border: none" width="386" height="42" src="http://www.smilebox.com/images/blogLogoSmilebox.gif" alt="Powered by Smilebox" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4f5451344d5459320a&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link"&gt;Click to play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; | &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.smilebox.com/makeYourOwnRedirect.jsp?partner=hallmark&amp;campaign=blog_post_makeyourown"&gt;Make your own Smilebox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-4086706803555433325?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/4086706803555433325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=4086706803555433325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4086706803555433325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4086706803555433325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/07/yummy-food-slideshow.html' title='Yummy Food Slideshow~'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5030865506553237851</id><published>2007-07-08T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:44:27.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand words has spoketh'/><title type='text'>firework extravaganza</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/fireworks.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wish to share some pictures of the fireworks I took on Saturday night while on a date with Martin. Paired up with Ling and Gary! It's great to be able to catch up with good friends and enjoy such fantastic fireworks as well. :) share more when i am not sleepy. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5030865506553237851?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5030865506553237851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5030865506553237851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5030865506553237851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5030865506553237851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/07/firework-extravaganza.html' title='firework extravaganza'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5794287053209447541</id><published>2007-07-06T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T13:27:13.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my time with Him'/><title type='text'>Laugh. Sing. Praise God.</title><content type='html'>Finally found some time to sit down and type a slightly longer post. This week has been pretty interesting for me. I am now a Form Teacher (sorry to those who had heard me repeat) and I am now calling parents every day and writing different reports for students. It's interesting how previously I always looked for the form teachers to complain abt their students but now teachers are looking for me regularly to update me abt my students. I am also now in charge of a CCA - ELDDS. Strange to think abt it... I had never been in ELDDS even though I am such an animated person. lol. I think I have enough drama in my life (*wink at the sisters*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay before I ramble further... I just wish to share some thoughts about what I have been reading this week. Ever since school started, I told myself that I wanted to face this semester with a new attitude. I wanted to really glorify God in my teaching and not be so caught up in negativity when students fail to respond in my class. It's tough to teach when I feel like I am a zookeeper constantly. So! In order to have a change from negative thinking, I read this book called "Mind Change" by Thomas A. Jones that Vanessa gave me. Every page has a short quote and bible verses to meditate on. Today I read this: "Be thankful. Laugh. Sing. Praise God." When I read this, I was reminded of Teck Ming's Sunday sermon when he said, "When we win, we praise God. When we lose, we praise God." This quote was illustrated powerfully in the movie " Facing the Giants". (I am going to find a way to show this movie to all my classes... to motivate them to be personally responsible.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18: "Be cheerful no matter what; pray all the time; thank God no matter what happens. This is the way God wants you who belong to Christ Jesus to live." (Message) Wow... to thank God no matter what happens... To just say thanks to a bad situation is tough enough... but to be grateful to God for a bad situation is ... ____________ (Please fill in the blank yourself). I have to be thankful to God for my students? To be thankful to God for the last-min responsibilities entrusted to me? I have to be thankful to God for unsupportive parents? I have to be thankful to God for all the extra extra workload given to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all these questions flooded my mind, I caught myself going "Eh... no la... how to be thankful?" The only positive thing I could think of was that I was more prepared to be a teacher. Yet... I miss out a most important detail. In all these new situations, have I been thinking how much I want to glorify God? how much I can show others that as a Christian, God has given me the strength and joy to sustain myself in the most difficult times? Have I impacted others with my joy or with my cynicism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I was praying... I remembered one of my long term goals: To be a disciple who is known not for her fashion sense but known to be dressed in strength and dignity and how I can laugh at the days to come. (Proverbs 31:25) I have printed out these verses and pasted them on my table... (Yeah... no more 'idols' on my table la... :P). As I prayed, I also remember how David is currently fighting with so much vigour in his battle with cancer. I remembered reading how Thomas Jones fought his multiple sclerosis. I remember how Paul kept his spirit up despite of him being imprisoned. They all shine so brightly because of their constant gratitude towards God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I am also going to strive to be a teacher and colleague who glorifies God in everything I do. Let's all do that together k? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's continue to keep praying for David as he's undergoing his operations now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5794287053209447541?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5794287053209447541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5794287053209447541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5794287053209447541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5794287053209447541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/07/laugh-sing-praise-god.html' title='Laugh. Sing. Praise God.'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2414924216273489970</id><published>2007-07-02T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:42:52.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>yet another royal ramblings no. __</title><content type='html'>I realise that when one is feeling emotional... it's good to have a good cry, pray and then go to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not good to stay awake at night for too long when one is emotional... your mind start to go wild with all sorts of unbridled thoughts. and you are too emotional to even try to be disciplined in ur thinking... so SLEEPING is a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall sleep earlier tonight. (no, i am not emo tonight. I just got to wake up at 530am tomorrow.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2414924216273489970?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2414924216273489970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2414924216273489970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2414924216273489970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2414924216273489970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/07/yet-another-royal-ramblings-no.html' title='yet another royal ramblings no. __'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-7969655383646646720</id><published>2007-06-19T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:22:00.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>K-songs.</title><content type='html'>Just wanna share some latest songs I am learning for Karaoke. HEH. People who sing with me will see that I like to write down songs I wanna learn. So how I learn? From YouTube! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First song... it's a song from a Taiwanese idol drama "It Started With a Kiss".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PH0sq-h-lN8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PH0sq-h-lN8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second song... by S.H.E "Zi Teng Hua"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yaL_K1GwlN4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yaL_K1GwlN4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third song... by S.H.E "Zhong Guo Hua" In someone's words, I like to challenge the dexterity of my tongue... :P I like fast songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XE93VgPaKlA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XE93VgPaKlA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Song... F.I.R's Ah Qin's solo album's song "Guang Rong Shi Ke" I LOVEE the MV!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VDysKJnL1uQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VDysKJnL1uQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk.. shall share more songs... next time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-7969655383646646720?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/7969655383646646720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=7969655383646646720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7969655383646646720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7969655383646646720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/06/k-songs.html' title='K-songs.'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2524620848832235085</id><published>2007-06-18T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:12:33.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>mind-blowing conference</title><content type='html'>So many people came and went in 4 days. &lt;br /&gt;Mindblowing... Gonna share bit by bit all the lessons I learnt so far. &lt;br /&gt;Basically I am just going to keep it simple. AMEN? AMEN... &lt;br /&gt;This week is also going to be the last week of my holidays... and my last week in campus ministry... wooo... &lt;br /&gt;thank you God for the conference that helps to prepare my heart for the transition... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2524620848832235085?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2524620848832235085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2524620848832235085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2524620848832235085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2524620848832235085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/06/mind-blowing-conference.html' title='mind-blowing conference'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5105326642047403700</id><published>2007-06-07T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:14:45.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Song of Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1g13do9fa4o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1g13do9fa4o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite an encouraging Chinese song... Recommended by Sera. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5105326642047403700?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5105326642047403700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5105326642047403700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5105326642047403700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5105326642047403700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/06/song-of-encouragement.html' title='Song of Encouragement'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-7556113475043437745</id><published>2007-06-01T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:37:53.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is discipleship?</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna wish to share this link (http://www.ldolphin.org/disciple.html) that celine shared with me today. I went to read it just now and felt that I MUST share with you all... Like what Celine said, I felt that the message I read from the link was quite similar to the message being preached in the series of kingdom-focused church.&lt;br /&gt;Two points that really set me thinking: the first point is what kind of believer am I? Am I a outward disciple or a disciple that has inwardly committed myself to the Word? Recently I shared with the sisters some new diet resolutions I am going to follow in order to really put my health in shipshape. It only has been a few days so far and I find myself bordering on being easily grumpy and easily irritated. Not exactly being Christ-like focused as I made my lifestyle changes. Why is that so? Is it because I am not totally inwardly committed to wanting to make that lifestyle change? I think the answer is yes. In order to make that TOTAL inward commitment, I have to trust God in this. And it takes a 100 percent trust, not 99.9 percent even.  Please pray for my heart to be pliable to the Word and to be surrendered to God. I pray that my approach to this diet is one of overwhelming joy and gratitude instead of being overwhelming annoyed and disgruntled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second point that got me thinking is: Jesus promises that I follow him, hear his word, and continue in it, that a most amazing thing will happen; that "the truth will set you free." Wow... It made me ponder. A lot of times I will read the verse (John 8:32) and I will share with people how the truth will set us free from sins and so forth. Yet I often forget consciously how Jesus has set me free in terms of helping me to become more real and not to be trapped in the world's perceptions. I have a lot of friends and it saddens me to share that quite a few of my friends are going on a path of depression and some have even stayed quite permanently on it. I have a few friends who lost their lives as they lost the battle with depression. It always made me tear when I think about it... we young people are supposed to be enjoying our lives and supposed to have the world at our fingertips. Yet even as our basic needs are so easily met and our material wants quite easily fulfilled, emotional voids are appearing in so many people's lives. Thankfully I am a Christian and no longer trapped in a deathtrap with my insecurities and my fears. I can now at least disagree wholeheartedly with my friends and not quake in my shoes in how my friends think about me. I no longer need to wear so many masks that I lose my real identity as a person. I no longer need to be the 'strong' one always... Jesus has freed me from a lot of these but sometimes I admit I am reluctant to shed some of these burdens. I have been so comfortable in these burdens that I want to deny that I have these insecurities. They have become like a security blanket - a kind of like a 'valid excuse' to shine at people when people give me feedback. Scary to know how I can be so delibrately sinful. Yet Jesus has never given up on me. He is waiting for me to give to him my fears and worries about having multiple sclerosis. He's waiting for me to free myself. He has already cut the bounds off me... he's just waiting for me to shrug them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just like to ask you all to think about what Jesus has set you all free from... and then let's rejoice together that we are free from them! (Next time, I shall try to squeal less when someone suggests we go on a nightwalk. Sisters, just let me hold your hands very tight k? I am still learning how to overcome my fear of the supernatural.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-7556113475043437745?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/7556113475043437745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=7556113475043437745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7556113475043437745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7556113475043437745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-discipleship.html' title='what is discipleship?'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4130710447026350768</id><published>2007-05-30T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T21:29:02.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Visual Dna - inpsired by mari</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#4A024C" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#4A024C&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5A36BB17.jpeg&amp;c1=I love crafting something with my hands!&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D1068AF.jpeg&amp;c2=Listen to the radio...&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6781E621.jpeg&amp;c3=I just love massages.&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_488D5931.jpeg&amp;c4=Speed.&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7C115110.jpeg&amp;c5=Er... the picture explains itself.&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A16A102.jpeg&amp;c6=Growing old together; In love forever.&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5BFB07FF.jpeg&amp;c7=Chocolate. Nuff said.&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-63B0E5ED.jpeg&amp;c8=Drapes! &amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_631B702E.jpeg&amp;c9=I need a beach vacation.&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-45A19707.jpeg&amp;c10=Bitten by the travelbug?&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_368EAF3E.jpeg&amp;c11=I wanna share the beach with my close ones!&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5DD0E519.jpeg&amp;c12=Martinis... 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inpsired by mari'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2306200422116554923</id><published>2007-05-18T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T12:06:54.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><title type='text'>Chinese poet wannabe</title><content type='html'>潇洒需要一种残忍-须把很深的情苗狠狠拔出。&lt;br /&gt;动作不能有丝毫迟疑，否则痛苦会加剧。&lt;br /&gt;心。。。在淌血，但我似乎已习惯这静静的痛。&lt;br /&gt;选择潇洒就不回头了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go needs a kind of brutality - we need to heartlessly pull out whatever shoots of love that has deep roots in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Our movements cannot be hesitant or the pain will just be multiplied.&lt;br /&gt;The heart... is bleeding but I am almost used to this kind of quiet ache.&lt;br /&gt;I will not turn back since I have chosen to let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2306200422116554923?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2306200422116554923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2306200422116554923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2306200422116554923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2306200422116554923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/05/chinese-poet-wannabe.html' title='Chinese poet wannabe'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-828088989379405918</id><published>2007-05-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T22:45:25.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand words has spoketh'/><title type='text'>a favourite duet of mine... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSGt8RiUiWs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sSGt8RiUiWs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the duet. the show is also very nice. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-828088989379405918?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/828088989379405918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=828088989379405918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/828088989379405918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/828088989379405918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/05/favourite-song-of-mine.html' title='a favourite duet of mine... :)'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-809397962623201674</id><published>2007-04-23T07:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T07:10:05.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my time with Him'/><title type='text'>royal ramblings</title><content type='html'>Today I was reading through 1 Peter 1:13 and I was very humbled as I meditate on the verse. "Therefore, prepare your minds for action; be self-controlled; set your hope fully on the grace to be given you when Jesus Christ is revealed." "Prepare my mind for action"... what kind of action? How to prepare my mind? As I read the message version of this verse, the answers were clearer. "So roll up your sleeves, put your mind in gear, be totally ready to receive the gift that's coming when Jesus arrives. Don't lazily slip back into those old grooves of evil, doing just what you feel like doing. You didn't know any better then; you do now. As obedient children, let yourselves be pulled into a way of life shaped by God's life, a life energetic and blazing with holiness. God said, "I am holy; you be holy." (1 Peter 1:13-16, MSG Version) Roll up my sleeves eh? When we roll up our sleeves, we are often preparing ourselves to undertake some actions or to react to some actions. Basically we are going to go in the mud and get ourselves 'dirty'. Thus... is my mind ready for that? Is my mind sufficiently prepped to do God's work or prepped enough to react to what Life throws at me? But aint this sounding very abstract? So what exactly do I prepare? Ah... the next part of the verse states it pretty clearly. I need to just be self-controlled aka to fill my mind with the positive thots aka to pray and read the bible when i am so very tempted to just indulge in sinful thots e.g. critical/judgemental thots. I cant prevent them totally from popping in my brain but i can prevent them from flooding my mind. I cant exactly control the immediate emotional affect(yes it's spelt this way) caused by the negative thots will have on me but i can control how i react to the emotions. I cannot be lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate what some bros and sistas advised me yesterday... I think I am still hanging on to some shred of wanting justice for the wrongs and hurts I feel tht has wrought on my family. Basically... there is no justice in the world... Jesus has unjustly died for sins he never committed... and God has no reason to forgive me and my sins as well... yet He forgave me and want me to be in the kingdom with him. :) So... i just need to forgive them even tho it doesnt make sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-809397962623201674?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/809397962623201674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=809397962623201674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/809397962623201674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/809397962623201674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/04/royal-ramblings.html' title='royal ramblings'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-8291672684247480263</id><published>2007-04-09T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T14:49:44.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my time with Him'/><title type='text'>some words...</title><content type='html'>was just reflecting how 'worldly' my recent posts have been. it's either abt materialism (aka shoes), self-focus (my extremely 'self-centred' pics!! hehe), idol-ism (aka the songs and MVs), etc. so decided to share my quiet time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must admit tho... i find myself turning to these for some ready comfort quite easily especially after i come back to the office after a particularly difficult class. i currently teach 2 normal (technical) classes English and 2 normal (academic) English Literature. adding to these are some relief classes and it's a mix of express, na, nt. express classes doesnt mean an easy time though... they are just LESS defiant. i find myself easily getting jaded by these students. i can see how teaching such students who are so unwilling to learn and disruptive in classes can make a teacher lose the passion and just teach mechanically. i have to keep saying quick prayers to myself not to lose my temper in front of these students cos that's what they want. fortunately, i am a christian. i think if i'm a teacher and i'm not a christian... i might have given up teaching or be a very 'mechanical' teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking abt the theme of 'trust and obey' which is what the campus are doing for our quiet time. we as sisters are also trying to do Ephesians and Philippians. so i was researching on ephesians 1 when i came across this piece of information about ephesians 1:3-14 :  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will— to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves. In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God's grace that he lavished on us with all wisdom and understanding. And he made known to us the mystery of his will according to his good pleasure, which he purposed in Christ, to be put into effect when the times will have reached their fulfillment—to bring all things in heaven and on earth together under one head, even Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In him we were also chosen,having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will, in order that we, who were the first to hope in Christ, might be for the praise of his glory. And you also were included in Christ when you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation. Having believed, you were marked in him with a seal, the promised Holy Spirit, who is a deposit guaranteeing our inheritance until the redemption of those who are God's possession—to the praise of his glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly, Eph 1:3-14 is ONE long long sentence in Greek, with three major parts. Each parts ends with a note of praise for God (vv. 6, 12, 14), focusing on a different member of the Trinity. After an opening summary of all the spiritual blessings (v. 3), the first section (vv. 4-6) offers up praise that the Father has chosen us in eternity past; the second section (vv. 7-12) offers up praise that the Son has redeemed us in the historical past (i.e., at the cross); the third section (vv. 13-14) offers up praise that the Holy Spirit has sealed us in our personal past, at the point of conversion. &lt;br /&gt;A bit more research reveals that this letter is most probably written when Paul was in prison. This was also a general letter to tje churches in  Ephesus as it lacked the personal and specific greetings which characterised Paul's letter. The letter was most likely written from prison (3:1). Out of all of his missionary trips, he spent the most time in Ephesus thus he would have been very familiar and aware of the needs there. It's also interesting to note how many times the phrase 'in christ' is repeated from verses 3-14: 12 times. wow. why is it so? &lt;br /&gt;I believe that it is done so to remind us that we are in one union with Christ - that we have been chosen to become holy and blameless in God's sight. We have been chosen to share the Word. God chose to give us free will. And because He already knew what free will will bring, he also chose to give us a way to be free from our sins so that for those who choose to believe, those people can find their way back to God. Sometimes, when I am teaching, I find myself very tempted to be very strict and restrictive in my discipline of the students. Yet I try to refrain from this. Why? I do not wish my students to purely memorize whatever I teach them and forget it all once examinations end. I wish strongly for them to learn and to really enjoy this learning process as much as possible. I know that if I gave them a choice to choose whether they want, I am going to get students who are plain going to not learn. I don't know whether my approach is correct but what I do now is that I punish students who disrupt my lessons but I do not really punish students who do not do my assigned homework. My motto now is : If you don't want to learn, don't disrupt others from learning. Do I say I'm giving them up? Not really... I'm just not going to hound and force-feed them to learn and in the end make myself so tired that I can't properly teach the others who want to learn. The old adage of how you can lead a horse to water but you can't make a horse drink is very true. What's the point of me sharing this? I am just trying to say that it's truly amazing how God has planned and expected and anticipated and reacted accordingly to every decision He has done in respect to us. He knew our nature so well that He set in motion a process so intricate and complex just so that we can find our way back to Him!! (Read the OT to see how God prepared the people for Jesus's coming.)&lt;br /&gt;All that God has done for us has been done for a purpose. Not for us to sit around, or to abuse his mercy &amp; love but to spring into action with the knowledge that he has been with us and will continue to do so. This does not just apply to our work/studies but also how we should continue to strive to work in the vineyard of God without reservations. I know that all this can sound very abstract and a bit too much to digest but for me, I realise that one way to continually remind myself God's will for me is to build up the desire to pray. &lt;br /&gt;In 1 Thessalonians 5:16, we are asked to be joyful and to pray continually for that is God's will for us in Christ Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know for you all, but sometimes, my prayers are done because I need to pray. Not because I want to pray. Nor because I have to pray to God because of what I am struggling with. But that I need to clock in this amount of praying time just so that I will still be spiritual and just so that I can rest easy and know that I have done my duty as a Christian. Do I desire like how I crave for oxygen to pray? The answer is negative. Why is it so? Because I do not long for God as much I long for oxygen. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How much we want to pray is equal to how much we long for God in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end this sharing with an anecdote I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A little boy was sitting next to an elderly Christian man beside a river. “Will you teach me to pray?” the boy asked. “Are you sure that you want to learn?” The Christian saint asked. “Yes, of course.” With that the holy man grabbed the boy’s neck and plunged his head into the water. He held his head under the water while the boy kicked and screamed and tried to get away. Finally, after a few minutes the elderly man let the boy out of the water. “What was that?” the boy asked spitting and fuming, “I could have drowned.” The Christian man said, “That was your first lesson in prayer. When you long for God the way that you longed to breathe, then you will be able to pray.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this will make you think~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-8291672684247480263?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/8291672684247480263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=8291672684247480263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8291672684247480263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8291672684247480263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-words.html' title='some words...'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5128848279407156470</id><published>2007-04-05T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T08:40:34.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Another MV-s by Farenheit</title><content type='html'>Warning... the following are MV by a popular BOY-BAND. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ojrh-eQIHs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5ojrh-eQIHs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IqtfNTt1Sbw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IqtfNTt1Sbw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe... i am truly crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5128848279407156470?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5128848279407156470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5128848279407156470&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5128848279407156470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5128848279407156470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-mv-by-farenheit.html' title='Another MV-s by Farenheit'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-1516986951545893405</id><published>2007-04-05T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:57:27.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand words has spoketh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Caterpillar dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/faveshoes.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired by mari when i saw her thirst for ballerina shoes... decided to share with u all one of secret dreams... to be a caterpillar! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-1516986951545893405?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/1516986951545893405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=1516986951545893405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1516986951545893405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1516986951545893405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/04/caterpillar-dreams.html' title='Caterpillar dreams...'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2715100361008838068</id><published>2007-04-04T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T15:42:42.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand words has spoketh'/><title type='text'>Girl Power!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/girlpower-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2715100361008838068?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2715100361008838068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2715100361008838068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2715100361008838068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2715100361008838068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/04/girl-power.html' title='Girl Power!!'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2899943549223382466</id><published>2007-03-31T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:19:10.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand words has spoketh'/><title type='text'>Birthday Photos of 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lJAPdk7M8dU/Rg2tP9VamdI/AAAAAAAAABA/lD4vmi6z4eM/s1600-h/birthday+mosaic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047881247026223570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lJAPdk7M8dU/Rg2tP9VamdI/AAAAAAAAABA/lD4vmi6z4eM/s400/birthday+mosaic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was waiting for Gwen in MacDonald's, decided to use the chance to make my birthday mosaic... :) haha... I am quite 'self-centred' in this mosaic huh? :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2899943549223382466?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2899943549223382466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2899943549223382466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2899943549223382466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2899943549223382466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/birthday-photos-of-2006.html' title='Birthday Photos of 2006'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lJAPdk7M8dU/Rg2tP9VamdI/AAAAAAAAABA/lD4vmi6z4eM/s72-c/birthday+mosaic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-1624760724157128463</id><published>2007-03-26T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:19:10.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Another translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lJAPdk7M8dU/Rgd4bAxS2TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Boa-x-4haFU/s1600-h/Fei+Ni+Mo+Shu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046134312950487346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 495px" height="505" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lJAPdk7M8dU/Rgd4bAxS2TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Boa-x-4haFU/s400/Fei+Ni+Mo+Shu.JPG" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Translated: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing how to make me smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one is more talented than you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You enter into my heart easily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fulfilling the sweet dreams of tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The end of the vast, endless universe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every small planet and star&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Orbit around you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love me - I'm yours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I only wish to protect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;the happiness you give me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love me - I'm yours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I might cry I might smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;However as that person is you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not afraid to suffer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing how to make me cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The touching impact you give is definitely the deepest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leaving scars in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Simultaneously you light up stars &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking at the many meetings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet it's all with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fated to be create miracles together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh The holes in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think besides you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one else can fill up the emptiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another typical love song that I am currently listening to. The theme song of Tokyo Juliet. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-1624760724157128463?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/1624760724157128463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=1624760724157128463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1624760724157128463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1624760724157128463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-translation.html' title='Another translation'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lJAPdk7M8dU/Rgd4bAxS2TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Boa-x-4haFU/s72-c/Fei+Ni+Mo+Shu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-309181068171367753</id><published>2007-03-20T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:30:45.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>a sms my student sent me</title><content type='html'>going to be changing schools from this week onwards...&lt;br /&gt;just wanna share with u all sth that really encouraged me todae. my student smsed me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all de times tolerated my nonsense in class, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all de smiles u gave me, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all de times u responded to my whims and whines, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all de tests u gave me, thank you. And most of all, thank you for being dere to give me dat hug of urs! have fun in teck whye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah... when i got the sms, I nearly cried. She was not one of the students who were always well-behaved in class; in fact, she liked to talk talk to her friends, gave those mischievious grins when I gave her THE LOOK (to silence them), whined when I gave homework; yet, I talked to her most because she always gave me very honest feedback about how I taught. Sigh... really gonna miss my students... sob SOB. Hopefully I would continue to invest my passion and patience in the new school!!! *prayers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-309181068171367753?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/309181068171367753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=309181068171367753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/309181068171367753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/309181068171367753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/sms-my-student-sent-me.html' title='a sms my student sent me'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-8557297966148920907</id><published>2007-03-13T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:19:10.799+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>A poem inspired by the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lJAPdk7M8dU/RfbJs4V-JmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Zl56yvszxEM/s1600-h/Rain_by_TheTragicTruth_Of_Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lJAPdk7M8dU/RfbJs4V-JmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Zl56yvszxEM/s400/Rain_by_TheTragicTruth_Of_Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041438605763815010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did the picture by myself... hope u like this poem i composed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-8557297966148920907?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/8557297966148920907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=8557297966148920907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand words has spoketh'/><title type='text'>Quite an adorable MV</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZGdQXJ-6IyQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZGdQXJ-6IyQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5373264651357540174?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5373264651357540174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5373264651357540174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5373264651357540174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5373264651357540174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/quite-adorable-mv.html' title='Quite an adorable MV'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2340362028291789542</id><published>2007-03-13T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T02:29:03.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>putting on my night-cap</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/DdS6kMhSd5/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/DdS6kMhSd5/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translation of my current fave song: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gazing at your silhouette&lt;br /&gt;It looks lonely and too pale&lt;br /&gt;I really wish to accompany you&lt;br /&gt;To walk past these crowds and noise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sky turns grey&lt;br /&gt;Your sadness comes in waves&lt;br /&gt;I really wish to walk into&lt;br /&gt;Your heart that is heavily chained up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always waiting for you behind you&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you to turn and see me&lt;br /&gt;My smile will bring you and happiness&lt;br /&gt;I will take all your sadness&lt;br /&gt;Everything that is about you&lt;br /&gt;I will keep and cherish it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day you will notice me&lt;br /&gt;Even if I am just a little speck of dust in your world&lt;br /&gt;I will still give you all my light and warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gather my courage and shout to you&lt;br /&gt;You must hear this&lt;br /&gt;I will not allow you to be alone again&lt;br /&gt;I want you to hug the warmth I give you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... This is one of the many love songs that God has been singing to me but I have been ignoring him...&lt;br /&gt;Listening to this song, the queen cried. She cried and cried for the number of times she rejected to listen and to pay attention. Thank you God for never giving up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2340362028291789542?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2340362028291789542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2340362028291789542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2340362028291789542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2340362028291789542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/putting-on-my-night-cap.html' title='putting on my night-cap'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-161742591462016718</id><published>2007-03-08T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T15:30:14.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>love love love</title><content type='html'>just like to share some thoughts that went through my head as I was listening to the Positive Choice thought yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love actually speaks in a different language that we're often not used to. Thus we often try to find ways to shape love to speak in the ways we are used to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our definition of love is usually warped by our beliefs and attitudes. Do we evaluate whether our definition is based on purity and faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it too hard to practise abstinence or too hard to change our need to be instantly gratified?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proper courtship has often become redundant to the world as people get more and more obsessed with the idea of efficiency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-161742591462016718?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/161742591462016718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=161742591462016718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/161742591462016718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/161742591462016718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-love-love.html' title='love love love'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-1402951471227930334</id><published>2007-03-07T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T14:44:14.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of my currently fave songs</title><content type='html'>Yeah... they are pop songs. I like them nonetheless. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/XIpb6UEc7G/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/XIpb6UEc7G/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/lyrics-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-1402951471227930334?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/1402951471227930334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=1402951471227930334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1402951471227930334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1402951471227930334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/lyrics-of-my-currently-fave-songs.html' title='Lyrics of my currently fave songs'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2581502953628630438</id><published>2007-03-03T08:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T22:44:23.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKGP3fB4H9A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uKGP3fB4H9A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A MTV I really like not because of the Hana Kimi craze... but I like the lyrics. Yes it's a pop song and a ballad and it's commercial. BUT I like it. The lyrics are below in jpeg form. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/lyrics.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2581502953628630438?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2581502953628630438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2581502953628630438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2581502953628630438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2581502953628630438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/angel.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2810156606871449966</id><published>2007-03-02T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:51:10.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>random thought</title><content type='html'>distance really doesn't make a heart grow fonder.&lt;br /&gt;yet 'out of sight' is also not 'out of mind'.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;i need a cup of coffee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2810156606871449966?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2810156606871449966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2810156606871449966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2810156606871449966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2810156606871449966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/random-thought.html' title='random thought'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4171985250416929287</id><published>2007-03-02T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:46:33.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>wishing it's over</title><content type='html'>errant thoughts &lt;br /&gt;lack of will to bring them back&lt;br /&gt;allowing the tide of hopeless &lt;br /&gt;to wash onto the pristine white shores&lt;br /&gt;slowly eroding the sandcastles &lt;br /&gt;built by innocent hands&lt;br /&gt;bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;the pull lessens&lt;br /&gt;inch by inch the tide takes less away&lt;br /&gt;the mind police arrives &lt;br /&gt;and arrests the fugitives &lt;br /&gt;imprisoning them into a corrective center&lt;br /&gt;yet knowing &lt;br /&gt;escape will happen again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-4171985250416929287?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/4171985250416929287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=4171985250416929287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4171985250416929287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4171985250416929287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/wishing-its-over.html' title='wishing it&apos;s over'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-8752174703274813462</id><published>2007-03-02T10:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:22:42.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>further establishing myself as a strawberry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Strawberry Cake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/strawberry-cake.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh, sassy, and romantic.&lt;br /&gt;You're a total flirt, who never would turn down a sugary treat.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally you're a bit moody - but you usually stay sweet!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... *craving for strawberry cake*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-8752174703274813462?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/8752174703274813462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=8752174703274813462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8752174703274813462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8752174703274813462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/further-establishing-myself-as.html' title='further establishing myself as a strawberry...'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-3467603680282244237</id><published>2007-03-02T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:17:10.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>what's in a name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Old Fashioned Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/oldfashionednamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippa Dogmersfield&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/oldfashionednamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Old Fashioned Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodness... this is too hilarous. Philippa!!!!!!!!!!! not that i got anything against the name but... hahaha i cant imagine myself being called that. and the surname is woooo... purely divine!!!!! lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-3467603680282244237?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/3467603680282244237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=3467603680282244237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3467603680282244237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3467603680282244237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/whats-in-name.html' title='what&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4507070945883550250</id><published>2007-03-02T08:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:14:09.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Sarca-sarca</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!&lt;br /&gt;And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.&lt;br /&gt;Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-4507070945883550250?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/4507070945883550250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=4507070945883550250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4507070945883550250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4507070945883550250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/sarca-sarca.html' title='Sarca-sarca'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-3977920529608699794</id><published>2007-03-02T08:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T08:45:49.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>My room shall be blue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Paint Your Room Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/blue.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful and soothing, blue rooms have been known to reduce blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;Your blue room will encourage deep rest and great sleep.&lt;br /&gt;A blue room is the perfect oasis for a stressful life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoupaintyourroomquiz/"&gt;What Color Should You Paint Your Room?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-3977920529608699794?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/3977920529608699794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=3977920529608699794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3977920529608699794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3977920529608699794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-room-shall-be-blue.html' title='My room shall be blue!'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-6054507695048515575</id><published>2007-03-02T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T08:43:24.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>What Kind of Writer Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be a Film Writer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/film.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life.&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofwritershouldyoubequiz/"&gt;What Type of Writer Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-6054507695048515575?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/6054507695048515575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=6054507695048515575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6054507695048515575'/><link 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alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-1262591246964281875?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/1262591246964281875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=1262591246964281875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1262591246964281875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1262591246964281875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/broken-wings-of-love.html' title='broken wings of love'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-6799068500996593843</id><published>2007-02-26T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T13:22:40.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><title type='text'>the meaning of love by kellie spehn</title><content type='html'>The Meaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to share life together&lt;br /&gt;to build special plans just for two&lt;br /&gt;to work side by side&lt;br /&gt;and then smile with pride&lt;br /&gt;as one by one, dreams all come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to help and encourage&lt;br /&gt;with smiles and sincere words of praise&lt;br /&gt;to take time to share&lt;br /&gt;to listen and care&lt;br /&gt;in tender, affectionate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to have someone special&lt;br /&gt;one who you can always depend&lt;br /&gt;to be there through the years&lt;br /&gt;sharing laughter and tears&lt;br /&gt;as a partner, a lover, a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love is to make special memories&lt;br /&gt;of moments you love to recall&lt;br /&gt;of all the good things&lt;br /&gt;that sharing life brings&lt;br /&gt;love is the greatest of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned the full meaning&lt;br /&gt;of sharing and caring&lt;br /&gt;and having my dreams all come true;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned the full meaning&lt;br /&gt;of being in love&lt;br /&gt;by being and loving with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kellie Spehn -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-6799068500996593843?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/6799068500996593843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=6799068500996593843&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6799068500996593843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6799068500996593843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/meaning-of-love-by-kellie-spehn.html' title='the meaning of love by kellie spehn'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-8051898902303877305</id><published>2007-02-26T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T13:12:32.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>singing the monday blues</title><content type='html'>have been feeling irritated the whole day today. barely kept my temper in check especially when errant students forgot to bring their work, books, etc. had to remind myself that i need to show them grace at least a few times. as i looked at how some students misbehaved in class, i wonder whether i really have the capacity to be a teacher. i doubt whether i have the love and patience to bear with them. i am now teaching in a rather good school where errant students are the exception. how do i tough it out in schools when rebellious students are the norm? *ponder* &lt;br /&gt;i really admire those teachers who have been teaching for so long. i think i also start to understand how teachers gradually get jaded and lose their passion... if we as teachers start to lose our perspective and be very negative, it's really in a matter of seconds before we just teach for the sake of teaching. i dun wanna end up like that... sigh. God, please help me to be surrendered and to trust in you. help me to be patient and not lose my passion to teach. help me not to be harrassed by little 'civilian affairs'. help me to remember with gratitude how I get the chance to teach. amen.&lt;br /&gt;aniwaes... pls also pray for me to remain undistracted and focused. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-8051898902303877305?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/8051898902303877305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=8051898902303877305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8051898902303877305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/8051898902303877305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/singing-monday-blues.html' title='singing the monday blues'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-7875126310797650869</id><published>2007-02-23T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T12:10:59.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>the past, the present, the future</title><content type='html'>recently been talking quite a bit to my colleague who is fast becoming quite a good friend. as i chatted with her and listened to her stories, i was reminded of my own stories. my stories of late had been about my struggles with discipline and health... but my stories of past had a different inclination. heh. i could almost feel tendrils of unpleasant and pleasant memories caressing the back of my sub-conscious, threatening to break into the open. well, i could not 'tahan' the itch... so i opened the floodgate willingly. it made me once again amazed by how God has protected me so much. I think I said this before but I seriously think that I would not be alive right now if I had not been a Christian since JC. I did plenty of wild things in the past... do I regret them? somewhat... the experiences i went through has tainted my heart, mind and the repercussions are quite permanent aka my health. yet... if i did not have this experience, i think i would be a lot more prideful about my own abilities and be so much more harder to humble. &lt;br /&gt;... yeah... shall go back to marking... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-7875126310797650869?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/7875126310797650869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=7875126310797650869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7875126310797650869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7875126310797650869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/past-present-future.html' title='the past, the present, the future'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5398207817833678257</id><published>2007-02-22T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T12:03:07.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my time with Him'/><title type='text'>a royal's desire</title><content type='html'>(or rather for the past 2 daes as well), i was reading abt queen of sheba in 2 chronicles 9:1-12. as i analyzed verse by verse, i was very convicted and inspired by her desire to pursue the truth. In the first verse, it was said that she "came with hard questions". what are some hard questions that we have thought about? some hard questions people have asked us? one of the hardest question that i always felt it was hard to answer satisfactorily was 'why is there still so much suffering in the world if God is about love?' i remember the enthusiasm i had when i was a young christian or even when i was just studying the bible. i would discuss with my friends ever so fervently... yet as i grew older, i became weary of hard questions. i wanted to shun people who would ask that kind of questions; or i would look at them with a critical eye and judged them to be hard-hearted towards God. i slowly lost the joy and the enthusiasm to dig deeper into the Word and became comfortable with what a certain level of knowledge of convictions. it took my best friend's fallaway to make me to be so broken and to seriously re-evaluate my relationship with God and how i had to desire to grow with the right motivation. queen of sheba went to Solomon with hard questions that had troubled her heart; she had heard alot abt Solomon's God-given wisdom but she still doubted. She needed to listen and to experience it herself. This reminded me of Bereans who in Acts had that heart to re-examine and to think carefully abt what was taught to them by others about God. i always remember what a sister shared to me. the gist of it was 'we can live on borrowed convictions for a while but to remain faithful til kingdom come, we need to have our OWN convictions.' it's very true..God had been showing me very clear examples of how this piece of advice rings so true through different people and situations.&lt;br /&gt;another thing that i was fascinated for a while was the amount of wealth and fortune the queen was bringing. it was amazing how much she was willing to bring to go to a king whose fame she doubted. why did she bring so much gold still? i feel that this is precisely where the difference of a skeptical heart and a cynical heart stands. a skeptical heart will ask ask ask ask ask and will have the willing heart to listen and leaves the options of accepting open. a cynical heart will ask ask ask ask ask but never once giving any chance to himself/herself to believe in the answers given. the queen of sheba was doubtful yet she was also hopeful thus she brought all that wealth to pay for the answers. she was willing to pay the price. it made me also think abt how highly i prize God's wisdom. how much do i cherish God's Word? When the queen was so overwhelmed and convinced of Solomon's wisdom and about God, she unhesitatingly gave all that wealth to Solomon. Did Solomon need the money? I did not think so... but she still gave it! Does God really need us to pay the price? No... he is the all-powerful God! Yet it's a measure of how much we really desire to have God as the center in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;What encouraged me a lot was verse 12. Solomon gave back queen of sheba MORE than what she gave him. Solomon gave the queen all what she desired and asked for... and he gave more than what she gave him. Eh... strange huh? What is meant by this? For me it meant that the answers to the hard questions, the solutions to her troubles in her heart, the satisfaction of her desires COST more than what she gave. She gave 4.5 tons of gold and it was still not enough?! Wow... God is not stingy at all. The answers that God provides for us; the amount of blessings he gave us... this are things we can never ever have the means to pay back in full. Yet does God withdraw his love from us? No... not at all! He just continues to love us so much. Is it really too much for us to love God and put him as the center of our lives? :)&lt;br /&gt;this are some thoughts from my quiet time... hope you will not get too confused over my thought processs. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5398207817833678257?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5398207817833678257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5398207817833678257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5398207817833678257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5398207817833678257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/royals-desire.html' title='a royal&apos;s desire'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4418990420135169182</id><published>2007-02-22T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T07:17:30.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>queen in boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Western Boots&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatkindofbootsareyouquiz/western-boots.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your boots can sure walk a long mile - but they're still chic!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatkindofbootsareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Boots Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-4418990420135169182?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/4418990420135169182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=4418990420135169182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4418990420135169182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4418990420135169182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/queen-in-boots.html' title='queen in boots'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-1718939043285220643</id><published>2007-02-15T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T17:36:24.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>personality of the queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ENFJ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.&lt;br /&gt;You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-1718939043285220643?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/1718939043285220643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=1718939043285220643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1718939043285220643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1718939043285220643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/personality-of-queen.html' title='personality of the queen'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-7716635313203531579</id><published>2007-02-12T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T12:33:38.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Another Blog Thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 73% Sagittarius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsagittariusareyouquiz/sagittarius.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsagittariusareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sagittarius Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-7716635313203531579?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/7716635313203531579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=7716635313203531579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7716635313203531579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/7716635313203531579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-blog-thing.html' title='Another Blog Thing...'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-2383697450013915183</id><published>2007-02-09T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T12:27:33.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Quite interesting an English test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your English Skills:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doesyourenglishcutthemustardquiz/english.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spelling: 100%&lt;br /&gt;Grammar: 80%&lt;br /&gt;Punctuation: 80%&lt;br /&gt;Vocabulary: 80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doesyourenglishcutthemustardquiz/"&gt;Does Your English Cut the Mustard?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-2383697450013915183?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/2383697450013915183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=2383697450013915183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2383697450013915183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/2383697450013915183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/quite-interesting-english-test.html' title='Quite interesting an English test'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-1848486959827122391</id><published>2007-02-09T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:04:56.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>What does my name means?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ade9ff" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Victoria Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d1f3ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V is for Vigorous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for Influential&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C is for Caring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T is for Tame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O is for Outgoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R is for Revolutionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for Intense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for Astounding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyournamemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA... I am 'tame' eh? hahaha... so farnie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-1848486959827122391?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/1848486959827122391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=1848486959827122391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1848486959827122391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/1848486959827122391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-does-my-name-means.html' title='What does my name means?'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-127683297744551770</id><published>2007-02-07T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:04:56.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>emotionally intelligent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DBD7D2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 140&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ECEAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-127683297744551770?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/127683297744551770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=127683297744551770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/127683297744551770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/127683297744551770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/emotionally-intelligent.html' title='emotionally intelligent?'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-172324228704322961</id><published>2007-02-04T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:41:00.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>the queen's desires...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Blog%20Stuff/mosaic2353549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Blog%20Stuff/mosaic2353549.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-172324228704322961?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/172324228704322961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=172324228704322961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/172324228704322961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/172324228704322961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/queens-desires.html' title='the queen&apos;s desires...'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Blog%20Stuff/th_mosaic2353549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5769837583397411891</id><published>2007-02-02T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:17:31.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my time with Him'/><title type='text'>A short tale about Priscilla</title><content type='html'>Please refer to Acts 18:1-3, 18-19, 24-26 for some reading about Priscilla. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing some research about Priscilla and I found out several facts about her.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, her name is a Roman name and Aquila is a Jewish name, meaning she's a Roman and he's a Jew. Secondly, reliable sources of secular history states that she was from a prominent family of nobility living in Rome. So what's the point knowing this? Well, apparently Priscilla, a Roman, married Aquilla, a Jew. This marriage was likely to have met with immense disapproval and countless objections. Why? In those days, the Romans hated the Jews - The Emperor Claudius had just issued an edict expelling all Jews from Rome. Priscilla was also from a prominent family. I believe all these was even more pressurizing for her. Yet as I read from the verse, her troubles did not just end there. She was also forced to leave the place where she most likely had spent her growing up years in just because the emperor wanted the Jews out of Rome. Imagine leaving behind all your family and friends PLUS it wasn't her or her husband's choice to move. I cant imagine the stress she must had felt. The blanket discrimination and blatant disregard for people's feelings... in a way this are not exactly unfamiliar to me. In this world, life will always be unfair. People will not like you just because you were from a certain race/gender/age group/class. People may dislike you upon first sight just because of the hairstyle/clothes/bags/shoes you wear. More likely than not, when I face with such biased discrimination, I feel discouraged and have bad attitudes. I will also feel justified of having bad attitudes these people. Yet Priscilla did not focus on the negativity in her life. She simply just served God to the best of her ability and supported her husband in every good he wanted to do for God (Roman 16:15).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The implicit trust that she had in the Lord was amazing and humbles me. It makes me reflect on the extent I trust God. Do I trust God totally with my life? Or only parts of my life? Do I try to meddle in the plans He has for me as well? Looking at Priscilla it also reminded me of how even though she and Aquilla were tentmakers aka in the business of selling tents, they always made sure they served God first. Sometimes, I get so caught up in my job and other commitments that I forget that my main business is in serving the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, so as we are busy in our daily lives, let's always remember what our main business is and how much we need to be surrendered to the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5769837583397411891?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5769837583397411891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5769837583397411891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5769837583397411891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5769837583397411891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/02/short-tale-about-priscilla.html' title='A short tale about Priscilla'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5177205527820627056</id><published>2007-01-17T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T07:06:31.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my time with Him'/><title type='text'>redefining friendship in god's terms</title><content type='html'>In Philippians 2:19-20 (NLT):&lt;br /&gt; If the Lord Jesus is willing, I hope to send Timothy to you soon for a visit. Then he can cheer me up by telling me how you are getting along. I have no one else like Timothy, who genuinely cares about your welfare.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the Old Testament two words are more generally translated into "friend" or "companion":&lt;br /&gt;1) re`eh which means a mere associate, passing friend, neighbor, or companion;&lt;br /&gt;2) 'ahabh with the meaning indicating affection natural or unnatural.&lt;br /&gt;In the New Testament, there are also two words:&lt;br /&gt;1) hetairos which can be translated as "a comrade," or "fellow,"&lt;br /&gt;2) philos which suggests a more affectionate relationship.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was looking and searching and I feel that the word "philos" describe the love Paul had for the church in Philippi. This word is primarily used (sorry for a short english lesson... the affliction of being an english teacher~ :P) as an adjective which means loved dearly, but it was often  used as a noun, implying the actual nature of love described in the Bible. In the strictest definition, a friend is someone whom we love dearly with a love that expects nothing in return. Sounds like a tall order huh? That's why only Christ is able to place this kind of love in our hearts for He has loved us so.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Paul wrote this verses as he was imprisoned and was unable to visit his beloved brothers. Yet he hopes to be able send Timothy who was a young and trusted friend and colleague of Paul. It was rather interesting for me to read about how special Paul regarded Timothy. He actually used a phrase "have no one else" except Timothy. So what is so special about Timothy? What can I learn from Timothy about friendship?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Firstly, a real friend must be trustworthy. Paul was sure that Timothy would take care of the welfare of the brothers and sisters in the Church of Philippi. He had no reason to doubt the heart of this special friend. Timothy was trustworthy because he cared for the interests of Christ Jesus (refer to verse 21). &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I count myself quite lucky that I have been able to find fellowship of different brothers and sisters who I can trust. Yet I must also ask myself have I been a trustworthy friend? Have I been focused in seeking for the interests of Christ Jesus  e.g. speaking the truth in love, calling each other higher in our walk with God and our mission (Proverbs 27:17), etc?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A real friend has to be available. I find this one of my toughest challenges. As I am currently teaching in a school, there are at times meetings that can drag and affect my availability to spend time or do other things. I also find it physically challenging as I get tired rather easily. All this pushes me to have to be so much more organised and disciplined in how I use my time. I have no time to procrastinate AT ALL. And it's totally against my sinful nature. I am used to nua-ing or taking my sweet time in some things I do. Yeah... I can be super efficient but I can be super nua as well... and with my current schedule, I cannot afford to procrastinate. Timothy, with all his duties and obligations and things to do,  still had time to listen to Paul in his hour of need. It's not easy. It requires one to be inconvenienced. It requires one to sacrifice. It requires one to accept that whatever effort put in may be wasted (ever try to be there for a friend but was brushed off/ignored/basically unappreciated? I had.). It requires one to surrender to God's will; to accept that whatever you can do is also limited... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A real friend has to be genuine. Ha... Another of my biggest struggles. It took me 2 years before I could really be vulnerable to even my closest friends. Often I only share moments of victories AFTER I struggled, moments of triumph AFTER I went through trials. I never allowed people to get into my life in my down-est moments. Genuine here also means a real concern for the friends or people around us. Often than not, I catch myself having critical thoughts about how this person is treating me; how my friendship is with this brother/sister. Of course, it's natural to have certain basic expectations; however, it's also true that we must be willing for friendships to be one-way sometimes. Some friends are harder to love and a few may never love you back. That's the truth and we need to be surrendered in how friendships with brothers and sisters turn out when we know fully well that we have done our part to the best of abilities. I learnt this lesson thru the hard way with one of my longest best friends. Nevertheless, I am always comforted by the fact that there will always be one friend who will always love me unconditionally. Yep... that's God. In Philippians, Paul commends Timothy to the church at Philippi as a genuine, legitimate friend who is only concerned about the welfare of the believers there.Our motivation must never be "what it does for me" but rather "what it does for you(others)". &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some of the thoughts for these past 2 days... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5177205527820627056?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5177205527820627056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5177205527820627056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5177205527820627056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5177205527820627056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/01/redefining-friendship-in-gods-terms.html' title='redefining friendship in god&apos;s terms'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-5121571050057982912</id><published>2007-01-15T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T07:04:45.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my time with Him'/><title type='text'>Rethinking Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>I was reading online a story about a man called Abraham Bininger. Below is the summary of his convictions that made me rethink about my definition of sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Abraham Bininger, a Swiss boy from Zurich, came with his parents to this country on the same ship that brought John Wesley. The father and mother of the lad both died on the voyage and were buried at sea, and he stepped alone from the gangway onto a strange continent where there was not a single familiar face. This solitude of his childhood drove him closer to the Friend in whom religion had early taught him to trust. The orphaned condition of the gentle boy must have appealed strongly to the sympathy of Mr. Wesley, and it was probably the great preacher himself who took him from the ship to the Methodist orphan school in Georgia where he was educated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his youth, Bininger gave proof of singularly devout and tender feeling, and this character was intensified with added years. When he had grown to manhood, he asked to be sent to tell the story of the cross to the Negroes of the island of St. Thomas, having heard of their great misery and degradation. When he arrived at the island, he learned that it was against the law for any person but a slave to preach to the slaves. It was the policy of the planters to keep the blacks in ignorance and superstition. Shortly after this, the governor of St. Thomas received a letter signed by Abraham Bininger, in which the writer begged urgently to become a slave for the rest of his life, promising to serve as a slave faithfully provided the could give his leisure time to preaching to his fellowslaves. The governor sent the letter to the King of Denmark, who was so touched by it that he sent an edict empowering Abraham Bininger to tell the story of the Messiah when and where he chose--to black or white bond or free."&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that went through my head was "What? Become a slave?!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A definition of a slave is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. One bound in servitude as the property of a person or household.&lt;br /&gt;   2. One who is abjectly subservient to a specified person or influence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just blows my mind to read about how this man was so eager to share about God's Word that he was willing to give up his freedom (that many people would rather die than to give up) in order to be able to preach. And mind not, in those days, the slaves' lives were very hard and their belief system had been based on supersitions and traditions! I could not imagine what kind of sacrificial attitude he must had... to sacrifice for people who might not be appreciative at all. This reminds me of Jesus... who died on the cross for me even though I have had rejected him time and time again; refused to repent time and time again, etc. He died on the cross for me fully knowing that I could reject him. My mind sometimes just goes into a blank when I try to fathom such unconditional love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In Philippians 2:17-18:"Yes, and if I am being poured out as a drink offering on the sacrifice and service of your faith, I am glad and rejoice with you all. For the same reason you also be glad and rejoice with me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Paul mentions his willingness to be "poured out as drink offering" on the sacrifice of the Philippian people. Paul is referring to his willingness to be martyred for the cause of Christ. He is willing to sacrifice his life along with the sacrifice of these people.&lt;br /&gt;To some sources I found, Paul is said to be referring to the Old Testament sacrifices. Looking at a couple passage in Numbers chapter 15, what Paul is alluding to; (Numbers 15:5-7) "and one-fourth of a HIN of wine as a drink offering you shall prepare with the burnt offering or the sacrifice, for each lamb. Or for a ram you shall prepare as a grain offering two-tenths of an ephah of fine flour mixed with one-third of a HIN of oil; and as a drink offering you shall offer one-third of a HIN of wine as a sweet aroma to the LORD."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Old Testament we see that at times a drink offering was to be made along with the offering of a lamb, ram, or bull. What Paul is saying is that he is willing to be that drink offering to go along with the sacrifice of service of faith, which the Philippian people were offering up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sacrifice of the Philippian people is mentioned in the previous verses. The sacrifice of their worldly sense of pride by allowing God to work in them, sacrificing worldly concepts of "self-control" for a spirit controlled life. They sacrifice to shine as stars into a dark world, they sacrifice as they hold fast to the word of life. And these sacrifices were all prepared with joy and rejoicing. That is the law of sacrifice. That sacrifices need to and should produce joy and rejoicing. Giving something unto the Lord should cause our hearts to be filled with joy to the point that we rejoice in our sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, the question to us is... does sacrifice brings joy to our hearts? Does sacrifice equal to joy for us?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;For me, I know the answer is not always a yes. And I want to be able to change so much more in that... I really want to be able to have that joy in my heart that nothing can take away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to ponder over the couple of days... like a cow... chewing on the grass :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-5121571050057982912?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/5121571050057982912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=5121571050057982912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5121571050057982912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/5121571050057982912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/01/rethinking-sacrifice.html' title='Rethinking Sacrifice'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-6687172578404350642</id><published>2007-01-12T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T07:03:28.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my time with Him'/><title type='text'>What focus?</title><content type='html'>Just wish to share my quiet time for this morning...&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Philippians 2:1-4 and I looked for different translations. I find myself going "ahh" at the message version (not that any other versions are not good la...) -&lt;br /&gt;"If you've gotten anything at all out of following Christ, if his love has made any difference in your life, if being in a community of the Spirit means anything to you, if you have a heart, if you care— then do me a favor: Agree with each other, love each other, be deep-spirited friends. Don't push your way to the front; don't sweet-talk your way to the top. Put yourself aside, and help others get ahead. Don't be obsessed with getting your own advantage. Forget yourselves long enough to lend a helping hand."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If we look at verse 3, we will realise that being inwards focused only makes us focused on what we want to achieve. We will want to push people away consciously or unconsciously. When we are outward-focused or at least trying to be, we will realise that we want to share with the others the need for them to hear God's Word and how it can change their lives. We will also do things that will bring people together as we do things out of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(been trying to update my blog for ages... 29/1/07)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-6687172578404350642?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/6687172578404350642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=6687172578404350642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6687172578404350642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/6687172578404350642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-focus.html' title='What focus?'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-168814362208035284</id><published>2007-01-03T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T17:22:50.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><title type='text'>Another sunset... hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/yellow.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something I drew... :) A sunset in my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-168814362208035284?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/168814362208035284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=168814362208035284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/168814362208035284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/168814362208035284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-sunset-hehe.html' title='Another sunset... hehe'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4203468145805421579</id><published>2007-01-01T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T17:26:44.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you choose for 2007?</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I will try to put photos up... if I get all of them in time. :P Aniwaes...&lt;br /&gt;just wanna share this article I saw online. It's a good way to start thinking of what we choose for the new year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I Choose Love…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No occasion justifies hatred; no injustice warrants bitterness. I choose love. Today I will love God and what God loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Choose Joy….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will invite my God to be the God of circumstance. I will refuse the temptation to be cynical….the tool of the lazy thinking. I will refuse to see people as anything less than human beings, created by God. I will refuse to see any problem as anything less than an opportunity to see God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Choose Peace….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will live forgiven. I will forgive so that I may live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Choose Patience….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will overlook the inconveniences of the world. Instead of cursing the one who takes my place, I’ll invite him to do so. Rather than complain that the wait is too long, I will thank God for a moment to pray. Instead of clinching my fist at new assignments, I will face them with joy and courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Choose Kindness….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be kind to the poor, for they are alone. Kind to the rich, for they are afraid. And kind to the unkind, for such is how God has treated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Choose Goodness….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go without a dollar before I take a dishonest one. I will be overlooked before I will boast. I will confess before I will accuse. I choose goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Choose Faithfulness….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will keep my promises. My debtors will not regret their trust. My associates will not question my word. My wife will not question my love. And my children will never fear that their father will not come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Choose Gentleness….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is won by force. I choose to be gentle. If I raise my voice may it be only in praise. If I clench my fist, may it be only in prayer. If I make a demand, may it be only of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Choose Self-Control…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a spiritual being….After this body is dead, my spirit will soar. I refuse to let what will rot, rule the eternal. I choose self-control. I will be drunk only by joy. I will be impassioned only by my faith. I will be influenced only by God. I will be taught only by Christ. I choose self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. To these I commit my day. If I succeed, I will give thanks. If I fail, I will seek his grace. And then, when the day is done, I will place my head on the pillow and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from the book “When God Whispers Your Name” by Max Lucado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-4203468145805421579?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/4203468145805421579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=4203468145805421579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4203468145805421579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4203468145805421579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-do-you-choose-for-2007.html' title='What do you choose for 2007?'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-3122181735329626173</id><published>2006-12-14T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T21:03:30.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>A ... test I did.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/midas_touch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-3122181735329626173?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/3122181735329626173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=3122181735329626173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3122181735329626173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3122181735329626173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/12/test-i-did.html' title='A ... test I did.'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-3979584449716649231</id><published>2006-12-10T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:48:50.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>Turned 23!</title><content type='html'>YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I TURNED 23~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ha. people will think turning one year older is not anything great...&lt;br /&gt;BUT! for me...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for making my life so unique and exciting. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the friendships...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking care of me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for keeping me safe and relatively physically unscathed. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for providing a sturdy roof over my head, a valuable education, a crime-much-less country (though I was robbed once, met a flasher thrice, etc. ha), hygenic and dieseaseless place.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me know You at a young age.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for always believing in me and loving me so unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for protecting me from being even more emotionally hurt by the world. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for my loving parents and siblings (they may not be perfect... but neither am i.)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the leaders who have led me... Soocheng, Rachel, Mel, Yvette, Zhengfang, Celine, Clara, Irene, Jayne, Vanessa, Joyce, Karen... wow. I am so blessed. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me be in CAMPUS ministry! (Soon, I wanna go TEENS! haha) &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for giving me all the trials to make me stronger and a (hopefully) better person. &lt;br /&gt;I love you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates... hopefully with photos of my hangout tml soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-3979584449716649231?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/3979584449716649231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=3979584449716649231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3979584449716649231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/3979584449716649231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/12/turned-23.html' title='Turned 23!'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4168455100613234824</id><published>2006-11-30T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T12:55:24.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a thousand words has spoketh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><title type='text'>Photos with Students Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-b7.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-b7.slide.com&amp;channel=360287970190569911&amp;cy=bl&amp;il=1" width="400" height="300" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cid=360287970190569911&amp;cy=bl&amp;tt=1&amp;at=1&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b7.slide.com/p1/360287970190569911/bl_t001_v000_a001_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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You all can see what priorities I have le... haha I actually published the food pics first!! first a foodie then a friend... HAHAHAHA i am nutty today. (BUT dun ask me whether i am macademia or pecan or... bear the consequences if u dare challenge the pun. :P) We celebrated Jen's birthdae at this restaurant @ Citylink called Raku. The food on the whole is o-kay but small portioned and thus slightly on the expensive side. the sashimi was fresh but i wish there's more slices... :) i shall elaborate more per pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt; First one up is the agedashi tofu.. Hmmm... looks delicious huh? the sauce was not too cloyingly sweet and the fried tofu skin was good. they were generous with their shavings of bonito so I am generally happy with the dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; ordered unagi rice for myself... the unagi was quite gooood. it was chewy but not tough and i love the sauce they marinated the unagi in. the teriyaki sauce was not too sweet but yet it's fragrant enough. what was not too good was there was far too little rice... the miso soup was so-so. no complaints but no praises. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; ask Jen ba... she ordered this. ha. shld be quite good cos jen was trying to slowly savour the dish bit by bit. or it can be the small portion. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; the salmon was SWEET~~ amen... what i meant that it was quite fresh. ah. to eat fresh sashimi is a blessing in Singapore. the pepper-seared tuna was not bad but the pepper wasnt exactly distributed very well so it sorta threatens to overwhelm the taste of tuna. the other 2 did not leave deep impressions but they were passable. (I am MEAN huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/DSCF0049.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; ah... the curry rice. not bad. ask Kelvin Pang for more details. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all... shall upload the friends one later.... now photobucket don enable to publish all photos at one time. i need to slowly cut and paste the links. sigh. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-550885313001402929?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/550885313001402929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=550885313001402929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/550885313001402929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/550885313001402929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/11/jens-birthday-hangout-food-edition.html' title='Jen&apos;s Birthday Hangout - Food Edition'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/Jen%202006%20Birthday%20Hangout/th_DSCF0050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-4391753616898514855</id><published>2006-11-10T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T10:03:17.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>33 rules of management</title><content type='html'>Came across this old article in USATODAY.com. Some food for thought... especially the rule about how we treat the wait staff (or any service staff) can realli indicate our character. Very biblical if u think abt what Jesus said abt how He will separate from the sheep and the goats in Matthew 25:31-46. :)&lt;br /&gt; Enjoy the read... most principles are fundamentally biblically linked~ have fun linking them ba~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="mb_0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Learn to say, "I don't know." If used when appropriate, it will be used often.&lt;br /&gt;2: It is easier to get into something than to get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;3: If you are not criticized, you may not be doing much&lt;br /&gt;4: Look for what is missing. Many know how to improve what's there; few can see what isn't there.&lt;br /&gt;5: Presentation rule: When something appears on a slide presentation, assume the world knows about it and deal with it accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;6. Work for a boss to whom you can tell it like it is. Remember, you can't pick your family, but you can pick your boss.&lt;br /&gt;7: Constantly review developments to make sure that the actual benefits are what they were supposed to be. Avoid Newton's Law.&lt;br /&gt;8: However menial and trivial your early assignments may appear, give them your best effort.&lt;br /&gt;9: Persistence or tenacity is the disposition to persevere in spite of difficulties, discouragement or indifference. Don't be known as a good starter but a poor finisher!&lt;br /&gt;10: In doing your project, don't wait for others; go after them and make sure it gets done.&lt;br /&gt;11: Confirm the instructions you give others, and their commitments, in writing. Don't assume it will get done.&lt;br /&gt;12: Don't be timid: Speak up, express yourself and promote your ideas.&lt;br /&gt;13: Practice shows that those who speak the most knowingly and confidently often end up with the assignment to get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;14: Strive for brevity and clarity in oral and written reports.&lt;br /&gt;15: Be extremely careful in the accuracy of your statements.&lt;br /&gt;16: Don't overlook the fact that you are working for a boss. Keep him or her informed. Whatever the boss wants, within the bounds of integrity, takes top priority.&lt;br /&gt;17: Promises, schedules and estimates are important instruments in a well-run business. You must make promises — don't lean on the often-used phrase: "I can't estimate it because it depends on many uncertain factors."&lt;br /&gt;18: Never direct a complaint to the top; a serious offense is to "cc" a person's boss on a copy of a complaint before the person has a chance to respond to the complaint.&lt;br /&gt;19: When interacting with people outside the company, remember that you are always representing the company. Be especially careful of your commitments.&lt;br /&gt;20: Cultivate the habit of boiling matters down to the simplest terms: the proverbial "elevator speech" is the best way.&lt;br /&gt;21: Don't get excited in engineering emergencies: Keep your feet on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;22: Cultivate the habit of making quick, clean-cut decisions.&lt;br /&gt;23: When making decisions, the "pros" are much easier to deal with than the "cons." Your boss wants to see both.&lt;br /&gt;24: Don't ever lose your sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;25: Have fun at what you do. It will be reflected in you work. No one likes a grump except another grump!&lt;br /&gt;26: Treat the name of your company as if it were your own.&lt;br /&gt;27: Beg for the bad news.&lt;br /&gt;28: You remember 1/3 of what you read, 1/2 of what people tell you, but 100% of what you feel.&lt;br /&gt;29: You can't polish a sneaker.&lt;br /&gt;30: When facing issues or problems that are becoming drawn-out, "short them to the ground."&lt;br /&gt;31: When faced with decisions, try to look at them as if you were one level up in the organization. Your perspective will change quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32: A person who is nice to you but rude to the waiter, or to others, is not a nice person. (This rule never fails).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;33: Never be afraid to try something new. Remember, an amateur built an ark that survived a flood while a large group of professionals built the Titanic!&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: The qualities of leadership boil down to confidence, dedication, integrity and love.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;------------------------------&lt;wbr&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;Extracted from: &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/money/companies/management/2006-04-14-ceos-waiter-rule_x.htm" target="_blank" onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)"&gt;http://www.usatoday.com/money&lt;wbr&gt;/companies/management/2006-04&lt;wbr&gt;-14-ceos-waiter-rule_x.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-4391753616898514855?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/4391753616898514855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=4391753616898514855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4391753616898514855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/4391753616898514855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/11/33-rules-of-management.html' title='33 rules of management'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-116230765858352705</id><published>2006-10-31T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T14:46:52.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>Untitled-something i wrote in my downest moment...</title><content type='html'>be forewarned. what u read wont be friendly. it's not a reflection of my present mood but of my mood about a month ago. (published on 23/11/2006) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired...&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so tired before...&lt;br /&gt;So drained out...&lt;br /&gt;Even when ZM committed suicide; I had never felt so much.&lt;br /&gt;I really wish my heart can stop hurting...&lt;br /&gt;I wish to be numb again.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish to be masked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me alone for a while...&lt;br /&gt;I will be back.&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me alone for a time&lt;br /&gt;I will smile again.&lt;br /&gt;Just give me some space&lt;br /&gt;I will stop my tears.&lt;br /&gt;Just help me to pray&lt;br /&gt;til I can pray again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-116230765858352705?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/116230765858352705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=116230765858352705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/116230765858352705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/116230765858352705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/10/untitled.html' title='Untitled-something i wrote in my downest moment...'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-116153843736763405</id><published>2006-10-23T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:44.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>At the Crossroads</title><content type='html'>Cars whizzing past on my left,&lt;br /&gt;Motorbikes recklessly roaring on my right&lt;br /&gt;Vintage Beetle sounding its horn a distance in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I turned and got temporarily blinded&lt;br /&gt;By large headlights of a container truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the traffic lights to change colour&lt;br /&gt;Like how I am changing paths.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to see which direction I should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whichever direction I take&lt;br /&gt;I know You are holding my right hand.&lt;br /&gt;Please do not let go.&lt;br /&gt;I will tug and rebel.&lt;br /&gt;I will throw tantrums.&lt;br /&gt;I will cry buckets.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to bite your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Yet please hold on to me.&lt;br /&gt;I am just afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of what the future holds for me.&lt;br /&gt;I know You have plans for me.&lt;br /&gt;Yet sometimes I lack the faith to trust in the Hope&lt;br /&gt;You have blessed me since Jesus was nailed to the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Please pray for my health! Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-116153843736763405?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/116153843736763405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=116153843736763405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/116153843736763405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/116153843736763405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/10/at-crossroads.html' title='At the Crossroads'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-116032074104792485</id><published>2006-10-08T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:43.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>Laughter and Tears</title><content type='html'>Enter the world with loud cries&lt;br /&gt;Exploration starts with giggles and wails&lt;br /&gt;Slowly emotions are shaped&lt;br /&gt;Into masks for all occasions&lt;br /&gt;A certain kind of laugh for flat jokes&lt;br /&gt;A look of interest for life's mundane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears being carefully hidden&lt;br /&gt;Only released when dams can't hold them back&lt;br /&gt;Anger smouldering&lt;br /&gt;Threatening to overwhelm when barriers are breached&lt;br /&gt;Then He entered the life&lt;br /&gt;Reshaping all the masks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces by pieces &lt;br /&gt;Masks fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Drop by drop&lt;br /&gt;Painted faces disintegrate&lt;br /&gt;Rock by rock&lt;br /&gt;Walls tumble down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only revealing a very little girl&lt;br /&gt;who has lost herself in the myraid of masks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-116032074104792485?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/116032074104792485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=116032074104792485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/116032074104792485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/116032074104792485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/10/laughter-and-tears.html' title='Laughter and Tears'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-116006002034935094</id><published>2006-10-05T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:43.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>good-byes</title><content type='html'>nah dun worry... i am not saying good-bye to my blog. HEH. wah so fast sia... 2 weeks plus le since i last blogged. time sure flies when you are bogged down with work and marking... i dun seem to have this problem when i was studying hor? ha. less energy now due to age and MS. (if you are wondering what is MS, come ask me. :P) been teaching and have been enjoying it very much. now am thinking whether i shld continue to persevere in applying to MOE or just look for other jobs... or... there are some options open to me... BUT I WANNA BE A TEACHER! I cant claim that I am totally sure that I can handle teaching without burning out... but I do love being able to pass knowledge and beliefs down to a younger generation who hopefully will pass it on. It's just being able to shape some people's lives and thinking that is so exciting! okay enough promoting-MOE spiel. i shall now proceed to my poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hand's warmth seemed to linger behind&lt;br /&gt;You may be a woman of few words&lt;br /&gt;yet your touch always overflow with love&lt;br /&gt;love that took me under your wings of care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears come unbidden as words&lt;br /&gt;disappear in a vaccum of&lt;br /&gt;grief and pain.&lt;br /&gt;As candles were snuffed out, your life&lt;br /&gt;also disappeared as a demon took the road.&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-116006002034935094?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/116006002034935094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=116006002034935094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/116006002034935094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/116006002034935094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/10/good-byes.html' title='good-byes'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-115866622181688991</id><published>2006-09-19T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:42.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>Misunderstood-ed</title><content type='html'>Different minds with different intepretations,&lt;br /&gt;Yet strangely similar in way of perception.&lt;br /&gt;Doubts deferred; stereotypes preferred.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is true and oxymoronic.&lt;br /&gt;Two sides of truth: the one that really exist and the one you choose to believe.&lt;br /&gt;He is the Only one with the ability to see through minds and differentiate between the bone and marrow.&lt;br /&gt;His blood flows to open the doors yet many hesitate to join the celebration...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes to others, the dark is infinitely better than the light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-115866622181688991?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/115866622181688991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=115866622181688991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115866622181688991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115866622181688991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/09/misunderstood-ed.html' title='Misunderstood-ed'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-115866650032913862</id><published>2006-09-13T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:42.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Food for O Blood Type (B)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;Unsuitable foods:&lt;br /&gt;Meats: Pork, Turkey, Goose, Smoked Salmon, Eel, Groupa, Clams, Squid&lt;br /&gt;Vegetables: Cauliflower, Cucumber, 'Jiu Ca', Potato, Chilli, Corn, Brinjal, French beans, Long beans, Da Bai Cai, Tomato, Aloe Vera, Avocado, Olive, Organge, Honeydew, Strawberry, Coconut&lt;br /&gt;Protein foods: Milk, Goat's milk, Cheese, Icecream, Sour cream, All-fat cream&lt;br /&gt;Others: Oat-related food, All-grain bread, Soyabean, Mushrooms, Cordyceps, White/Red vinegar, Kimchi, Pepper, Peanut-made stuff, Cashew Nuts, Pistachios, Corn oil, Sunflower Oil, Peanut Oil, Sesame seeds, Popcorn&lt;br /&gt;Drinks: Red tea, Coffee, Beer, Red wine, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-115866650032913862?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/115866650032913862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=115866650032913862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115866650032913862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115866650032913862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/09/food-for-o-blood-type-b.html' title='Food for O Blood Type (B)'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-115866671860104194</id><published>2006-09-13T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:43.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Food for O Blood Type (A)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O Blood Type&lt;br /&gt;Should go for high-protein level foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Blood Type is a very ancient blood type in human history. They are very adapted to consuming high protein foods thus the digestion of meats and vegetables is considered excellent. The acceptance does not extend to grain foods though. Primitive man and most of early humans have type O blood. They eat primarily meat, with small portions of of vegetables and nuts. However their chances of having heart diseases and cancers are also lesser.&lt;br /&gt;Suitable foods:&lt;br /&gt;Meat: Beef, Mutton, Chicken, Duck, Sardine, Crocodile, Mussels, Prawns, Salmon, Shark, Tuna&lt;br /&gt;Vegetables: Kai Lan, Celery, Cai Xin, Spinach, Sweet potato leaves, Radishes, Carrots, Pumpkins, Tapioca, Red/green/yellow capsicums, Chilli, Onions, Asparagus&lt;br /&gt;Fruits: Kiwi, Pineapple, Watermelon, Grapes, Papaya, Mango, Apple, Pear, Banana, Lemon&lt;br /&gt;Nuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &amp;amp; Legumes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;: Beancurd, Greenbean, Black bean, Almond, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Walnut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;, Pumpkin seeds, Pine nuts&lt;br /&gt;Others: Eggs, Wheatgrass, Coffee, Olive Oil, Bird's Nest, Cod Liver Oil&lt;br /&gt;Drinks: Green Tea, Chinese Tea, Chrysantheum Tea, Ginger Tea, Ginseng Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-115866671860104194?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/115866671860104194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=115866671860104194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115866671860104194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115866671860104194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/09/food-for-o-blood-type_13.html' title='Food for O Blood Type (A)'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-115812448316184313</id><published>2006-09-08T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:42.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>Ranting</title><content type='html'>Knowledge is so coveted yet some wish to remain ignorant&lt;br /&gt;Ignorant of the meanings and double meanings&lt;br /&gt;Meanings that change their life not necessarily for the better&lt;br /&gt;Better just shut their ears to such knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being emotional la... just something that was inspired in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It's great to be able to learn so much from the deep teaching series... The Word of God truly never stop to amaze me... Hopefully I can keep on saying this even when I am 50 years old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-115812448316184313?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/115812448316184313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=115812448316184313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115812448316184313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115812448316184313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/09/ranting.html' title='Ranting'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-115707966624583860</id><published>2006-09-01T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:41.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in creative mode'/><title type='text'>He was a boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This entry was inspired by &lt;a href="http://lakesidegirl.blogspot.com"&gt;mari&lt;/a&gt;. Wanted to write a poem but felt imagination was slightly stale. Which in itself is good news cos i am inspired to write poems when i am feeling negative/sad/emotional. bleahz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was a boy who loves the outdoors. He loved the sun, sea, sand, dirt, scrapes and all. He was a boy who played way too much in his primary school years. He was a boy who started to mug in his secondary school years. He was a boy who made his parents proud-not just through his grades, but by his heart to want to change for the better.He was a boy who captured my heart-not through sweet words but by his reassuring words. He was a boy who gave me a hope to hold on to when everything else seemed bleak. He was a boy who sang my favourite songs under the stars. He was a boy who gave me white lilies even when he had to eat bread for 3 days. (He was a growing teenager then, mind you.) He taught me how to fly kites. He taught me how it was like to love from the heart. He was a boy who broke my heart.He was a boy who got devastated by his parents' divorce. He was a boy who became very insecure. No longer was he a boy secure in his parents' love but ravaged by his parents' constant tirade of hurtful words and manipulative actions. He was a boy who lost hope. He was a boy who became lost and made unwise decisions. He was a boy who went into the army with pride but came out with his head low.He was a boy who became haunted by dark, scary nightmares. He was a boy who could not see the meaning of life. He was a boy who became lonely when his mother passed away. He became a boy who missed the happy days. He haunted my life...Yet even after months of sofa-talks, he was a boy who decided he has no place on this earth. He was a boy who left a hole in my heart with his "goodbye"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dedicated to ZM who passed away on 31st August 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-115707966624583860?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/115707966624583860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=115707966624583860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115707966624583860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115707966624583860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/09/he-was-boy.html' title='He was a boy'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-115626687906473425</id><published>2006-08-23T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:41.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a queen thinks'/><title type='text'>the promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;think abt this: there is a similarity b/w God and difficult situations. THEY BOTH WANT U TO SURRENDER; to GIVE UP.&lt;br /&gt;But there is A difference. You give up to God ur burdens and worries and get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOPE&lt;/span&gt; in return. You give up to Difficult Situations your dreams and goals and get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOPELESSNESS &lt;/span&gt;in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what do you choose? the promise? or a demise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;Men swear by someone greater than themselves, and the oath confirms what is said and puts an end to all argument. Because God wanted to make the unchanging nature of his purpose very clear to the heirs of what was promised, he confirmed it with an oath. God did this so that, by two unchangeable things in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled to take hold of the hope offered to us may be greatly encouraged. We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. It enters the inner sanctuary behind the curtain, where Jesus, who went before us, has entered on our behalf. He has become a high priest forever, in the order of Melchizedek.&lt;/span&gt; - Hebrews 6:16-20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;hex wards shackle hex lightning = shao ta enemy. - quote from Rhasta, the Shadow Shaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-115626687906473425?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/115626687906473425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=115626687906473425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115626687906473425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115626687906473425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/08/promise.html' title='the promise'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8516199.post-115588214281712748</id><published>2006-08-17T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T17:47:41.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strokes of boredom'/><title type='text'>terrible teacher</title><content type='html'>i am a terrible teacher ah!! i cant blame class 206 if they dun understand wht i am teaching cos 1/3 of the time... i am also blur. sigh. terrible. horrible. detestable... okok no self-pity mode. I WILL DO BETTER TML! for the water-supply. I WILL!!!!!!!!! fires burning... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... think one reason for my distraction is... another one of my friends passed away recently. sigh. i m like wha... 23 years old? and i have seen 5-6 friends leaving the world. worse, some of them committed suicide. and... i was on the phone with this friend late on day... trying to counsel him back to some sort of senses. evidently... my skills leave much to be desired. sigh dun ask me how i feel... cos i have no idea how I am feeling. I am not allowing myself to feel even. just gonna cap it up and pray about it over the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. one game of dota. RAZOR!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8516199-115588214281712748?l=theothervic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/feeds/115588214281712748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8516199&amp;postID=115588214281712748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115588214281712748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8516199/posts/default/115588214281712748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theothervic.blogspot.com/2006/08/terrible-teacher.html' title='terrible teacher'/><author><name>Jerraine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a66/Jerraine/spring.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
