<?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-1900858009222858511</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:18:16.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nam David</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-3495050319370571904</id><published>2008-01-21T04:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T04:09:58.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Moved!</title><content type='html'>I'm sick of Blogspot annoying problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://namakadavid.livejournal.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-3495050319370571904?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/3495050319370571904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=3495050319370571904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3495050319370571904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3495050319370571904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-moved.html' title='Blog Moved!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-1950827008802978486</id><published>2007-12-08T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T06:49:34.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Free</title><content type='html'>I spent probably the whole night thinking. Really some serious thinking. On the hard wooden floor WITHOUT pillow or blanket, don't ask me how I ended up like that -___-. Never mind though. Good point it got me difficult to sleep so I could re-examine things&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's time for me to make decisions. I'm making. I'm reconsidering. I'm trying. And especially I'm giving up. 2008 will most probably be one of the greatest years in my life. I'm not gonna miss doing great things for God by stagnating and drowning up with my problems. Hindrances gotta be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating really to see something different and powerful. I think I will take a little time to my secret place these coming weeks. I need breakthroughs. I need grace. I need strength. There's still only one Solution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lord I come into Your holy place&lt;br /&gt;Stand in awe of Your cleansing grace&lt;br /&gt;Who am I that You would care for me?&lt;br /&gt;I glorify the One Who died for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glorify, glorify&lt;br /&gt;Let Your Name be lifted up and glorified&lt;br /&gt;Let the earth tremble at Your name&lt;br /&gt;Let Your Name be lifted up and glorified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into Your hands I commit my life&lt;br /&gt;Day by day as a living sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Who am I that You would care for me?&lt;br /&gt;I glorify the One Who died for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's probably gonna take years for the next one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-1950827008802978486?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/1950827008802978486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=1950827008802978486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/1950827008802978486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/1950827008802978486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/12/breaking-free.html' title='Breaking Free'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-3487390478217733767</id><published>2007-12-08T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T07:16:08.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untapped Potentials?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Untapped potentials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This gets me thinking for the past days. Again, I myself need to rediscover about what are the things I would be able to do. Take a moment to look deep inside where there are any other areas that I can at least give a try and evaluate whether I can expand my potential in it. There's one thing I hate, typicality. Don't you think you will get bored with the usual things happen over and over again? Absolutely. It's time to move on and dare to try new things. Prayers are important for me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have secret dreams :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test week is coming. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth camp is coming. YAY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-3487390478217733767?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/3487390478217733767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=3487390478217733767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3487390478217733767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3487390478217733767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/12/untapped-potentials.html' title='Untapped Potentials?'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-5614590197873445399</id><published>2007-12-07T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T05:05:02.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate it when such news come. I'm sad&lt;br /&gt;Bro, please come back :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be praying for you&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/1900858009222858511-5614590197873445399?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/5614590197873445399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=5614590197873445399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/5614590197873445399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/5614590197873445399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/12/please.html' title='Please'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-6787059276929613689</id><published>2007-12-04T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T09:13:32.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nam does exist</title><content type='html'>Sooooooooooo... Long time no see :) (or would be no read? whatever...). Partly the reason I have not been updated simply just, well, lazy and just-dont-feel-like-it. And I feel turned off with the old blogskin and yet to lazy to look for a new one (that ugly butterfly thingy at the left corner -__-) Anyway, I've decided to go for the traditional (boring) template. No broken link to bother about in the future. Simplicity is the key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda like late now, but I can't sleep prolly because I just finished watching a nice show, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Se7ven&lt;/span&gt;. I think I enjoy watching psychotic serial killer show. Same went with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zodiac&lt;/span&gt;. Abit mind-twisting. My kinda movie is those very unpredictable and end with a bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things have been on my mind recently. No emo crap, just so you know. I do believe to think and do self-reflection is goodie good. The biggest thing to worry is like my study/school/project. What else can a student complain about the most?! I must confess I feel SUPER UNMOTIVATED to just pick up the book and study. However, some attempts have been made and I hope I did at least stuff some knowledge in my brain. I  really hope and pray that I will at least maintain my grades lah. But anyway, whatever will be will be. I'm looking forward to after the stupid test week! WHICH I HAVE 5 PAPERS TO DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$(%#!(%*$#(%#!($ &lt;----- it's a complain song  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth camp is coming, and I'm looking forward to it. It's when I hope I will be able to scream my lungs out just to release the stress. And make new friends :) Above this, I expect great move of God. SO KENNETH KOH BO WEI! IF YOU ARE READING THIS! I'M BUGGING YOU AGAIN GO FOR YOUTH CAMP! Stubborn chap......................................... Still I love you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenli's wedding is this Saturday. My 1st cell leader is getting married. How time really flew by. Also happened to come across some of my very long ago cell members that I'm actually no longer in contact with, sadly. I will try just to get in touch with them again  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only constant thing is changes. I like changes. It makes thing different and life becomes more challenging and yet exciting. But times, I find it hard at first just to adapt with it. I'm looking for hope and vision. A new year approaching, and what I'm doing now is just trying to come up with a list of new tasks. And especially things I should have done before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Facebook, basically there's this application thingy and there is a set of adjectives to describe a person. Anyone can just click on it to say what he/she thinks about how he/she thinks about me. So I saw someone clicked on SUCCESSFUL. Gah,  a word that keeps me thinking so muchhhhh since it's coming to the end of this year. So what have I done? Have I been actually successful? In what sense? What more can I really do? There's one thing I do not wish to carry over to the new year, REGRET. It's like cancer will eat you up slowly. So I'm looking at the things that I actually have accomplished. Might not be so significantly great. But I do feel proud that I have done just a little this year. And this has become a little source of motivation for 2008 ahead. I think I have just come up with a well so-called theme for next year. I won't write here though :) Surely I pray that if I can't do more than what I'm required to do, then at least make me fulfill enough what I'm supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If to say what's the word upon my heart right now, it's BELIEF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bye world! (or worlds if there are aliens, ok sorry)&lt;/span&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/1900858009222858511-6787059276929613689?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/6787059276929613689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=6787059276929613689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6787059276929613689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6787059276929613689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/12/nam-does-exist.html' title='Nam does exist'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-729456141715718896</id><published>2007-10-30T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T08:49:30.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Are Wonderful!</title><content type='html'>I think I really love being around with kids. They are just the purest of all. Spent my day during work with Dwayne. I just feel every kids I know and mix with are my own brothers and sisters. When I look at them, I see so much potential. Looking at them helps me understand things like 'faith like a child' and why Jesus talked about welcoming the children into His kingdom. That very innocence and simplicity. Kids probably believe anything you say wholeheartedly. They enjoy getting your attention and hang around with you. &lt;em&gt;God would want the same thing from His children. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also brings to: I love my sister :). I'm very surprised and must say impressed with her attitude this round. It does feel good when you earn respect from someone. I really hope one day when she really knows and understands God, every steps she makes in life will be guided by God. If she will, I know she will become someone special :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling kinda low on energy recently. LOL Things happened and stuffs. I find my mind unsettled and I feel like I spend time worrying too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally this week has one week break without playing for service. When the time is right, I do wish to just take a long break when I will have no ministry to worry about :) Again, when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta open my eyes big big and look beyond the going-ons to look forward to the greater things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is shallow when all you think about are:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Popularity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Money&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reputation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness of only one self&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'What can you do to make a little difference in someone else's life?' - Barack Obama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I love randomness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-729456141715718896?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/729456141715718896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=729456141715718896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/729456141715718896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/729456141715718896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/10/kids-are-wonderful.html' title='Kids Are Wonderful!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-907493665811480206</id><published>2007-10-29T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T09:09:17.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Skin Please!</title><content type='html'>That ugly 'tinypic THIS IMAGE OR VIDEO HAS BEEN REMOVED OR DELETED' is still there. And someone like me who has very poor artistic view. So, I'm asking *begging* if someone nice enough to find me a new blog skin :) I promise will give you a smile and thank you with acknowledgement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to encourage people, sometimes I think I need encouragements myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The little things you say do help. Thanks. And I'm still wondering...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, only if all I can say is: &lt;strong&gt;God is real&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like what Susan once said: 'I'm too scared to backslide!'. He has brought me to how I am to day. And will bring me to who I'm supposed to be. I do wish I can be a better testimony daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream about having supernatural power. The power to take away someone's worries and burdens. The power to just help and make a little difference in someone's life. The power to just share and offer something of myself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's hard for me to translate what I really feel into words. Only if I can open my mouth easily and say things from the bottom of my heart :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile always, people! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-907493665811480206?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/907493665811480206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=907493665811480206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/907493665811480206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/907493665811480206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-blog-skin-please.html' title='New Blog Skin Please!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-7046481108117693577</id><published>2007-10-28T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T08:22:11.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music and Worship</title><content type='html'>Have you ever wondered how much influence music can have? Have you ever thought that sometimes there are songs you hate so much, but yet the tune of them just keep playing in your head constantly? It happens to me though. Especially music now, no longer about beautifully crafted and well-thought lyrics with deep meaning and great tune. But I feel it's just plain some catchy tunes and stupid lyrics which either have no meaning at all or just plain sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think music is really the best way to express yourself. Speaking from a view of a guitarist when I play. Transform thoughts and feelings into just some simple notes. Whether it sounds good to people, I mostly play sentimentally in my room so I don't care. It's just me and my guitar. And often time I feel guitar is the only thing that I can 'talk to'. What a weirdo you would think? But I feel it's just the same as writing down in your diary. I'm not someone who's good at writing or even have interest in writing. I did try, but well obviously failed to be consistent and even know how to properly keep a diary. So well it's guitar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's deeper thing I find, that's in worship. It's really a journey for me from the 1st time I heard about 'worship' back in those days being a young christian. And by His grace and mercy, revelations of who He is and what worship is about, plus my leader's teachings and guides. It's a privilege for me to really serve and worship with my guitar. Although it's been guitar as my 'worship instrument', recently I realise the power of the very best instrument that EVERYBODY posesses, YOUR VOICE. It was wonderfully created by God Himself, and that's the best stuff you own, and even bestest of all, IT IS FREE TO SING! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to sing is a form of worship. Have you ever thought how tough life can get? How hard to have another breakthrough? How hard to overcome things? I would believe in the power of singing worship. When you lift your voice to acknowledge who He is, glorify Him and honour Him, His word says He will honour you back. My defination of singing worship is just to sing about who HE IS. The bible has many descriptions for that: love, peace, joy, saviour, almighty, powerful, merciful, ... Too many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are points of life when you find it hard to worship Him. Not sure about you, but yes I do. Sometimes, I feel I'm not worthy of singing worship to Him. I would feel my life is not right. I would feel God will not accept my worship kinda. But the bible again says God wants people to worship Him in spirit and in truth. A deep understanding here. But the book I'm reading now talks about this. I would share fraction of it. It's basically in spirit is to ask the Holy Spirit to guide you in worship. Being the privilege of leading people into worship at times, there's really no other better teachers besides the Holy Spirit. I'm not talking just in the spiritual realm on how to flow in the spirit. But even TECHNICALLY. It takes faith to believe the Holy Spirit to impart you with skills and things you don't even know off. And this I would say here to testify that speaking in terms of guitar-ing. Certain riffs and phrases for sure I know it doesn't come from anything of myself but the Holy Spirit has taught me. Spooky? No! It's an exciting thing!!!! Ask the Holy Spirit to teach you such and I can guarantee you will get hooked on and just keep asking more. But of course, like one of the leader I dearly love always tell me, humility should be the fundamental of it all. I learnt humility in a hard way to be honest. Just think about scoldings and rebukings. And this is something I would pray that it is in the heart of every worship leaders and worshipers :). At the end of the day, who gets the glory? God or your God-given talents? Answer is clear :). Move on to the truth. Well, I would say it's the same as acknowledge of who God is. When you worship God, are you really worhiping Him truthfully? Mean every word you are singing? I know this can be tough. I came across songs that I find it hard to sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'For my eyes have seen the King&lt;br /&gt;Your glory I have glimpsed'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's a verse in the bible. But well I have not experienced that. I have not seen God. However, it's still the true desire of your heart while you are worshiping. It's like to ask yourself, am I really worshiping? As I said earlier, there are times you find it hard to worship. But I believe, when you feel it's hard to worship is when you REALLY need to worship. I often will tell myself if I'm facing that problem. I would ask God to help me break that walls hindering me from offering worship. I would ask God to help me, break me and teach me. Again, worship Him! Just do it! Ask God! Seek Him! And surely I believe, if His children are asking Him something, He will not turn His head away. That is when I often get my breakthroughs. Simply just give yourself up. God takes over :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure while I am typing all these. Just a little something, I hope it may be an encouragement for someone, or what not. Simply because I do believe in the power of worship. It would take sometimes to sing a song JUST FOR HIM. One of the question I will ask myself: Has my worship touched God's heart? I think that would be my goal. To touch the very heart of God. To really offer to Him what He really deserves. Just to be closer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-7046481108117693577?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/7046481108117693577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=7046481108117693577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7046481108117693577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7046481108117693577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/10/music-and-worship.html' title='Music and Worship'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-2946570941711968262</id><published>2007-10-23T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T06:44:19.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama week</title><content type='html'>So things have been happening lately. I'm lost to be able to say anything now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Learning how to be that friend. Someone who would be there no matter what. Being a pillar of strength and support&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss your 'Come on!' dearly. You will be well, in Jesus's mighty name! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;:( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-2946570941711968262?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/2946570941711968262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=2946570941711968262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/2946570941711968262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/2946570941711968262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/10/drama-week.html' title='Drama week'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-3943812690887568043</id><published>2007-10-19T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T06:27:26.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barack Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'Are you useful?' - Barack Obama, Senator of the United States of America&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty interesting show today on The Oprah Winfrey Show. Hey, it's a good show to watch ok! So this senator said this and got me thinking. I admired his servant attitude in dedicating his life in bringing out the best for the people. Really inspiring. He mentioned about the idea living not only for yourself, but take moments to think about the people around. What do they lack? What difference can you make in their life? Money doesn't drive this world around, it's love (I believe). It's the care and thoughts for someone else that drive this world round and round. So that same person can spread the same care and thoughts for someone else. Things are moving fast, sometimes I feel I do neglect people around me. But also I feel, there are people who expect too much of me, as if I'm superman or a guru that can understand all things. Sorry, I can't satisfy everybody. Something I learn in life. So move on with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Obama's mum said: &lt;em&gt;'If you do something wrong to a person, put yourself in the person's shoes. How would you feel?'&lt;/em&gt; This immediately got me thinking, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ould &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;esus &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o. Think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis is coming next week. I actually need to beg some money from her, I'm broke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found a new band for my music-crave, &lt;strong&gt;The Kooks. &lt;/strong&gt;Very nice music here! Interesting way of singing as well. And very nice guitar riffs I must say. Indie and not so jarring and confusing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Christine and Rudy's wedding. Expect cool actions! WOO HOO! Really happy for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday Donovan and Dominic!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The two brothers who are exactly 1 year old difference. How cool! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, byes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I need to find new blogskin, but I'm too lazy....*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-3943812690887568043?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/3943812690887568043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=3943812690887568043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3943812690887568043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3943812690887568043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/10/barack-obama.html' title='Barack Obama'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-8940587493945799910</id><published>2007-10-16T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:15:12.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All about choices</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know I've been MIA for ####### days. Well, I've not been having the mood to blog. And now I'm just gonna talk about whatever comes to my mind first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my dear mum forced me to learn another language. Deciding between French and Chinese, I've sorta made up on French. But honestly to say, I think I will choose Chinese. Simply it would be more practical for me since I'm gonna stay in Singapore. And speaking French is like raining saliva around, it's hard to pronounce! Not like as if Chinese is much better, but well I hope I can at least communicate. Ok, may be not. At least UNDERSTAND. Minimum requirement. Forget about writing. It's like asking me to go back to primary school level to do that, seriously. Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at The Olives has been really awesome for me. Don't know why would I enjoy it so much. It's such a different ministry where I get to meet different types of people, mix around more with the adults, learn new skills (if washing dishes nicely considered one :P). And working/helping out there not just help me kill some time, but somehow teaches me about giving back something. Serving without expecting. I mean I have no pay or what so ever, may be free meals and stuffs. But such a joy to just bring food to your youth pastor or may be the leaders eating there. Today work was not so busy. Only half a day. And I drank like 4 cups of coffee. Not that I bought, but all accidental cups. So not to waste, I sacrificed :P (whatever...). For me, The Olives coffee is really the best. The Latte and Ice Latte are really my favs. I will give the espresso a try next time. The sandwiches? Fantastic! Trust me, it's definitely worth a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I've been determined with all my work-outs! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guardian bought the Bose iPod deck, totally cool! Too bad I don't even get to use. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching a lot of movies. Enjoying it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of people have been staying over at my place. It's great that I really do have company sometimes just to talk and make noises at night. Thanks guys :) And *shhhh*, sometimes I find it hard to answer Donovan's question. LOL :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past weeks somehow turn out to be so busy than I would think it will be. And I thought I don't have much thing to do. But well, I think I manged the weeks pretty nicely with useful stuffs to do. And I have so many rehearsals! Brr... LOL. Somehow, although tiring, but I like :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music has been feeding my brain as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis is coming next week. Crazy time expected. She better behaves this time, and I mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School hols is ending soon. Somehow, as I said before, I do miss school. And I'm excited with the Marketing Fundamental subject that's waiting for me. I really hope that this is what I will do in the future. &lt;em&gt;And opportunities to reach out, God how?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's for some useless (pretty much) infos about what's been going on lately. Now is something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I come to a realization that in life, there are things/problems that have no definite answers/solutions for it by our own man-made understanding. Before I would bring God into the picture, being the Alpha and Omega of everything, have you really wondered yourself why life would be as how it is? I'm not emo, ok? Certainly not. Just that I feel life can never be a bed of roses, but we have a choice to live it to the max, with happiness and sense of fulfilment. What I think is, there are always problems around. It's the matter how you will handle them the right way, or let the problems handle you. Nobody's perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all make mistakes, somehow inevitably. When I make mistakes, it will follow with disappointment with myself. Disappointment, personally for me, is what makes me most vulnerable to make wrong choices again and suffer the consequences of my own actions. Sometimes, it can be harsh that I will be struggling trying to put problems at the back of my mind. Trying to convince myself that things are fine. But end up I'm just trying to press down problems, not solving them. It's like a volcano building up inside, and when it's been too oppressed, it blows big time. This is when I find God's mercy. I'm awestruck at times, in fact pretty often, at how things can turn out so bad. And yet Something inside me still reaches out to call me back home. I don't really know how to describe it. I think to myself, it's so hard to deny there's a real God. Simply, I found Him. And He recieved me just as I am. And I'm glad that there are times I feel no one understands me (have you felt the same way?), only He quietly observed my every steps I take and came to the rescue at the point when I can't move on by myself. Look back, I have made tonnes of wrong choices, only to find myself not just learning many lessons, but bigger revelation of what a loving God I serve. Scientists think that religion does help people emotionally. wll, may be it's true that a religion can do so, but it takes a real personal relationship to make someone whole and complete again, I believe. Jesus, thanks for being my Saviour! :). Paster Lance Lambert mentions something I find so true, there are people out there only look at the Bible as a book of judgement where God just punishes people around, send fire and destroys thing, floods up the earth, sends Jesus to stir up the people. However, he said: It depends on what you're looking for. All the judgements and laws are to keep us. And many many many beautiful verses which hold the promises of God and describe His very loving kind and merciful. For that's who He is. And He's watching over you every moment. But note, God is still the righteous Judge :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been finding myself keep thinking about things around me. Again, not to self-pity or emo or whatever. But I have been trying, well just trying, to think the way God will look at things. It's hard, duh. With the human nature and God's mighty mind. Sometimes, I think us as being christians, treat each other pretty nasty. I'm not judging anyone. Because I'm guilty of being so. I can be honest now often I find it irritating to be disturbed and how I think certain behaviours of other people are wrong. But I chose not to say it out (although sometimes I must apologise I do show attitude for such). Well I'm sure most of it aren't intentionally. But appear-to-be-harmless-jokes can hurt, I guess? Or may be I can be pretty insecure at times. Frankly speaking, I hope I can just try to improve on my character. It's kinda hard for me now trying to type this down. I don't exactly know how to express what I want to say and I don't want to appear to be judging anyone as I said. It's just the way sometimes christians handle thing puzzles me. MY OWN actions puzzle me that why should have I behaved so. But hey, as I said nobody is perfect. However, we all serve a God that's perfect. So I believe seeking Him for guidance is the best and do something to change yourself. And I believe in forgive and forget. I don't like the feeling holding grudges against someone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been trying to think about my future and guess how things will turn out. At the end of the day I feel like still I have no clue. I just finish watching 'NEXT' and how I wish I can see the future, even if it's only 2 mins. LOL. Ok forget about that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Political stuffs, I hate. Really...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever promises God has given you, no one can ever take it away. Stand firm believing and cling on the very hope of God your life :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why I'm writing this. Probably too much coffee for the day. Well, bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-8940587493945799910?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/8940587493945799910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=8940587493945799910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/8940587493945799910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/8940587493945799910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-about-choices.html' title='All about choices'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-440484630389262599</id><published>2007-10-02T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T20:14:06.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JOB!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was my 1st day at job!!!! My first job at F&amp;amp;B outlet. And man I think I really really love this! It was really an experience for me serving and cleaning up things. I was telling to myself I'm becoming a professional dish-washer already. Heh. LOL. And pastor Daphne is a fantastic person! I could melt just listening to her talking to me!!!! So I'm very glad that this is in fact my new ministry, 'The Olives' Ministry. Haha. No, serious! I'm looking forward when school reopens and get my schedule, I will plan to work more here. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok short post. Share video instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_m-BjrxmgI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_m-BjrxmgI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get enough of this song! Really really nice! The lyric is SO NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve got so much left to say, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If every simple song I wrote to you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would take your breath away, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’d write it all,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LI3C2HS1vZM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LI3C2HS1vZM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely awesome band and player!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3xNGJ2MEBk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R3xNGJ2MEBk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entertaining and STUNNING skill!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-440484630389262599?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/440484630389262599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=440484630389262599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/440484630389262599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/440484630389262599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/10/job.html' title='JOB!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-1165628490521779453</id><published>2007-09-30T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T17:18:39.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz, please</title><content type='html'>It's 7:30 AM now. And I just woke up awhile back. Don't feel like waking up so I was just lazing around on my bed with my laptop trying to look for some Jazz and Blues. Listened to demo clips for Jetter Gear Gain Stage Red, Chris Blackwell. Fantastic player! Was trying to look for his music. Chicken-picking was just awesome! So now thanks to iTunes, caught a Jazz Radio channel. GREAT! iTunes can be so useful except the stupid constant upgrade thing. Why can't they just finalize everything and do it once! It's irritating sometimes can be 2 or 3 times of update a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So some may think why on earth am I up so early. I slept at 8 o'clock last night. Reason? I was DEAD TIRED! So the whole day started at 6 AM! Played through 3 services. Praise God, really! 1st service sermon was really really great. I enjoy no one else's preaching more than my very own cute senior pastor! Then youth service praise and worship was energetic! And yes, we all really believe that the youths are bringing our P&amp;amp;W to a higher level. We are bringing. It just gets more exciting and fun every week. This is good!!! After service was the Championship Sunday, soccer competition between the adults and the youths. I didn't intend to go. Judging from a super tiring Sat that I felt like dying as well. But to think I should just pull myself through and support the guys at least. So yes I went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE GUYS WERE GREAT! It's been a while since the youths beat the adults, seriously! They thrashed them 6-3. AND JJ SCORED ONE GOAL!!! HAHAHA! Well done! Suffian was the star. And Isaiah is as good as usual. Apparently, was told not many star players of the adults were playing. Oh wells, still the youths won. Haha. And pastor Yang looked absolutely funny on the field!!! He sat on Newson. LOL... And there were like 4 yellow cards or something given out, fierce... And the scorching hot sun. WellI finished like near 2 packets of tissue drying my sweat. With empty stomach. Thank God I pulled through. Haha. Was kinda fun though. Well done again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talked to Aaron, apparently he's gonna go for the boutique routes. Gonna help me out a little bit. Yay more pedal for me to borrow and play! And he set out a pretty steady budget man! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So used my new guitar for service. GREAT GREAT GREAT! A different character offers me a new way to play. I never enjoyed playing clean so much! Real clean! Articulate OD. WOO HOO! I'm so happy with the purchase. Now for future plan with some final upgrades and this is a keeper! Of course, my older one will still be my serving instrument though. I love both! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, some pics from Retro Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5ZATB9cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VIwWSnXjcIA/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116152278432216514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5ZATB9cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VIwWSnXjcIA/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5ZgTB9dI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zqdgyg9bPaU/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116152287022151122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5ZgTB9dI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zqdgyg9bPaU/s320/DSC00592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5ZwTB9eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/j6HUbzdUzjY/s1600-h/DSC00630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116152291317118434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5ZwTB9eI/AAAAAAAAAEM/j6HUbzdUzjY/s320/DSC00630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5aATB9fI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xRqxEUAMDAc/s1600-h/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116152295612085746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5aATB9fI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xRqxEUAMDAc/s320/DSC00643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5aQTB9gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Tmu0u9rFaPg/s1600-h/DSC00632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116152299907053058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5aQTB9gI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Tmu0u9rFaPg/s320/DSC00632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-1165628490521779453?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/1165628490521779453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=1165628490521779453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/1165628490521779453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/1165628490521779453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/09/jazz-please.html' title='Jazz, please'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RwA5ZATB9cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/VIwWSnXjcIA/s72-c/DSC00578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-3473185448733315127</id><published>2007-09-26T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:38:31.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sApyi41SoVM"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sApyi41SoVM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you see, at a point the whole band was praying. They have superb stage performance, I must say! And as usual, Harley looks cute! And she's cute without make-up as well!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-3473185448733315127?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/3473185448733315127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=3473185448733315127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3473185448733315127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3473185448733315127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/09/hallelujah.html' title='Hallelujah'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-5782028059682986487</id><published>2007-09-26T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:08:09.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Blondie!</title><content type='html'>So I'm back from Vietnam. Pretty the usual stuffs. What else can I do there except &lt;em&gt;eat, sleep, play pokemon and eat somemore.&lt;/em&gt; Of course, apart from spending time with my family. Didn't meet my dad this time, heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'm very glad that I've been watching quite a number of movies. Make my mind and knowledge up-to-date abit and also learning to look at the differences in movies (plots, props, actions, effects...) Suddenly, those shows got me thinking about all these. Er well, don't know for what. May be Nam desires to be a movie director (y&lt;em&gt;eah right)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the Departure Hall of Vietnam airport is kinda neat now. They finally have dustbins around, BIG YAY! And no *fill in the blank* people (probably only this section, immigration counter people suck! Yeah you got it right, SUCK!). But well, the flight still sucks. The food sucks. And I wonder, just wonder, is there any airline with pretty flight attendants? Don't tell me Singapore Airline because, sorry in my opinion, they are just so-so. Ok just ignore this. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the tailored clothes. As expected, the pants didn't turn out like what I want. But still looks fine I guess. The most people laugh at only. But I totally dig the shirts! Nice. Comfy material and fit me well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counted to 3 more weeks left for holidays. And gosh, I think it's pretty long time! LOL! I sorta can't wait for school to start. I want to take that Marketing Fundamentals thing. Another semester to look forward, new projects and assignments. COOL! (the problem when you have long holidays with nothing much exciting to do, you wish to go back school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward for the next study break. Will be going to some mountain part of Vietnam. Ok may be not moutain, highlands. Where there will actually be COOL AIR! And will visit my hometown. I dislike that place though. But there's the best Vietnamese porridge there. MUST TRY! And all the uncles and aunties that I never hear of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok before I end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RvqR1wTB9bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eUDhgfjuwKY/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114560679516435890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RvqR1wTB9bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eUDhgfjuwKY/s320/DSC00558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my new toy! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-5782028059682986487?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/5782028059682986487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=5782028059682986487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/5782028059682986487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/5782028059682986487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/09/hey-blondie.html' title='Hey, Blondie!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RvqR1wTB9bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/eUDhgfjuwKY/s72-c/DSC00558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-7091514727260706868</id><published>2007-09-19T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T08:02:55.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Vietnam</title><content type='html'>Touched down in Vietnam today at 4pm. And I said to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not gonna travel Vietnam airline ANYMORE! NO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total &lt;em&gt;yuck&lt;/em&gt;. I shan't elaborate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New airport. Nice? &lt;em&gt;Ok not so bad&lt;/em&gt;. Better? &lt;em&gt;Sorry no, still screwed&lt;/em&gt;. And worse, my father was not there. I was bullied by that *fill in the blank* guy at the immigration counter. Like who the heck he thought he was? Try meeting my father and see what you will get! I'm proud to have a work-in-the-airport-and-kinda-a-boss-there father. Not many people have the a father like this you know? He gets me the best passport number you can ever get. Ask me and I will tell you. He gets me go through the AIR CREW counter instead of standing there endlessly to wait for the queue. He can even get me on 1st class if it's our lucky day. LOL. I love him, seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rest is pretty much the same. My sister gets more stuff. Her room new air conditioner looks kinda cool But the whole house is still a big mismatch. I don't know why my mother must love wood so much. My grandma looks SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WAYYYYYYYYY MUCHHHHHHHH better now. She recovers real fast man. So ya da ya da ya da. Didn't have nice dinner though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;em&gt;Bridge to Terabithia &lt;/em&gt;just now with my sis. MAN! NICE!!!!!!!!! Something like Chronicles of Narnia but I think it's so much better. Not that CoN was bad, but I thought it was a little big kiddish. However BtT is way better, I thought! When I first saw the Walt Disney Movie sign, I tried to predict the ending to some happy ending and nice nice lesson to learn. And thought through the whole show that it will happen exactly. BUT NO! There was a twist. Unexpected sorta for me. I think it really teaches me something (it's not so often you see movies and really leave you a real lesson, not with most junks by Hollywood now)&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;A nice quote (kinda rephrased):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't believe in God going around and damn people to hell. Instead, He would be too busy creating the beauties of this world! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true! God is love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so gonna have a few plans for the next days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tailor clothes&lt;br /&gt;- Buy DVDs&lt;br /&gt;- Drive car&lt;br /&gt;- Eat&lt;br /&gt;- Sleep&lt;br /&gt;- Rot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-7091514727260706868?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/7091514727260706868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=7091514727260706868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7091514727260706868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7091514727260706868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-in-vietnam.html' title='Back in Vietnam'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-2250646343722355804</id><published>2007-09-13T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T04:48:04.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus to the world - The Beautiful Republic</title><content type='html'>It's been 2 days that I stay at home. Well I just didn't feel like going out or anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been engrossed in my Pokemon lately! :) And now I'm still wondering why one of my Pokemon has not evolved yet, the book said it will at Lv 26. Unfair! And I think this new version even 'til level 20, some of my Pokemon still has very lousy moves, even in stage 2 of evolution. Probably it's been long since I last played to actually get the hold of the game now. And there are way so many pokemons to catch now, with even weirder names. Lol. Some are cute, some look weird. Still I love the old 152 Pokemons. Haha. So I used to remember moves, evolution stages and whatever items to play. But now with the new version, there are way so many things to remember. No wonder there's this new item, JOURNAL, where actually important events will be recorded. Haha. And there's this cool thing I just played, POFFIN MAKING! Wells it's like making muffin, but this is a Pokemon game so, POFFIN. LOL. I still need to have another pokemon to complete the team. Man, it's hard to find the last one -__-! Ok I should stop. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something for my guitar. Messing with the pickup height, and man, why didn't I do such long time ago. Drastic improvement! It sounds even better now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my results. Very happy with it. So now I can get a new guitar. I'm very much decided on the Reverend :) Extra moolah for some pedals. That Nova Delay sounds killer, it will get on my board to replace the DL4. Yay! New delay! New love found! :) And another fuzz pedal. And many more BYOC to build! WOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that one of the guitar shop will hire me. Probably the only place I can work well in. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People should know by now about the earthquake in Indonesia. Well my building was swaying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yesterday during dinner: totally spoiler! I was enjoying my delicious steak! Side note, I didn't know my maid can cook the steak that well! Anyway, had to leave the food and went downstairs. The funny thing, when I felt the swaying I thought it was just me feeling dizzy. I thought I was going to faint! HAHA. But until my maid appeared to be freaked out. She really panicked. LOL. So went down and bunch of people also tried to get down. Ended up drinking coffee before going up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This EARLY morning: my eyes were half closed. Then I realise my maid was pancking again. I dragged myself downstairs again. Totally irritating! Sat and stoned downstairs. Then went up again and fell asleep. Was so tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my uncle is friendly. He practically made a few new friends just because of this building-swaying thingy. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now I guess. I think I will get back to my game. Tsk. No life! Haha! Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things will work out, for that and other things &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-2250646343722355804?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/2250646343722355804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=2250646343722355804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/2250646343722355804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/2250646343722355804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/09/jesus-to-world-beautiful-republic.html' title='Jesus to the world - The Beautiful Republic'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-5448303194884461073</id><published>2007-09-09T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:09:00.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary Superheroes</title><content type='html'>Yay, Nam is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's been kinda wonderful for me 1st week of holidays. I'm VERY glad that the week passed by pretty slowly. Probably because Nam successfully fully planned out! :) I finally can sleep past 11 o'clock today (I just woke). One thing I can't stand about myself is, I tend to be able to sleep longer on SCHOOL DAYS but onl HOLIDAYS I will wake up at like 7-8AM! It's so irritating... And this doesn't really matter what time I sleep the other night. But never mind, I'm mastering the art of FORCING myself to sleep. Waha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my childhood love again: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POKEMON!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Surya lent me his DS and Pokemon Pearl. And I think I'm addicted again!! It's SO FUN!!! Remind me years back when I will just play the old-school gameboy COLOUR with ugly colours in Yellow Version where you actually can cheat to duplicate items and make your pokemons' level become more than 100. Haha. The old days! And I'm gonna get the Xbox from Isaiah probably soon. CAN PLAY GODFATHER!! Looks like really really cool game. Now I'm happy that I won't be so bored during holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been great catching up with people as well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having some stupid stomach problems somehow. It's like every 2 hours or so I will get hungry and have the feeling as if there is nothing inside my stomach. It will start growling and all the &lt;em&gt;glurp glurp&lt;/em&gt; noises. Yuck. May be I have worms! HAHA! There is this new Japanese Pasta restaurant behind Chapter 2 hair salon at Marina Square. THE FOOD WAS GOOD!!! I really like how the pasta tastes. Springy and delicious! The meat went well with the sauce as well. BUT, the downside was the stupid ambience. IT FELT LIKE A MARKET PLACE!! I mean you gotta sit down and see and then you will know. Staffs shouting orders across each others! In Jap! And they will shout very loudly. I mean it's so BRAINLESS and irritating. I overheard some people just complained out that they are being so noisy. And certainly I agree! But wells the food was good, and wallet was damaged... New York New York, I think, isn't that worth money as well. Although the food was pretty good, but small portion and not so uniquely tasteful. Din Tai Fung wasn't that fantastic to my disappointment. There was no proper dessert, which I find as irony, I think chinese desserts taste really good! Imagine the dessert menu was all STEAMED BUNS. The difference was only the stuffing inside. Yuck. Ended up eating my all time favourite Mango pudding from Crystal Jade. THE BEST! So far. Now I'm pretty much constantly look out for food places. Too much damage now adays, I should look out for Budget food places. Ok, I want Laksa :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the documentary about 9/11 event yesterday, &lt;em&gt;The flight that fought back&lt;/em&gt;. And I was 'wow'. Ordinay superheroes. In those last minutes of their lives, instead of being comforted in their own seats and submit to the terrorist's orders. They decided to take up their courage to fight with whatever they had; fire extinguishers, kitchen knife, water pots... There were actual phone recordings about this. The terrorists were forced to hide, cowardly, in the flight cabin. Suicide mission. But still the people on the plane fight. They killed one guy actually. And the 3 left inside the cabin were stupid. Ok, on the door you know there is this small hole where allows you to see through to the other side? But the thing is you can only see from the INSIDE. So, these clever terrorists were trying to 'scare' the people of by lifting up to show the people an AXE (small one) from the INSIDE. And how clever can they be to think that the people can be SCARED by that and even especially can even LOOK through the whole and see. Dumb-heads (blockheads, haha). Still, they died. But I think they died with honour. They stood up and fought back. All the recordings from those people on the plane to their loved ones were totally touching. They told the families how much they loved them and to take care of themselves, and in those last minutes they kept telling themselves: Everything's gonna be fine. I believe everything is now for them in the arms of Jesus, there were actually Christians on the plane praying. One guy called and talk to the person on the other line and asked her to pray the Lord's prayer together. And one thing I heard from one guy, not exactly what he said, but it goes like&lt;em&gt;: I know I need to have faith, but now I need to live my faith&lt;/em&gt;. That's pretty overwhelming to me on how they decide to do something instead of submitting to the dumb terrorists. With all respect and in memories of these ordinary superheroes, this includes: housewives, husbands, teachers, secretaries... There was no superman, batman, spiderman... (Ok this is kinda stupid, but before seeing the plane crash down, I thought to myself if there was superman there to lift the plane up. Hmmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With faith, I believe there will be a greater breakthrough for the worship ministry. I know that. I can sense that. And again, I have my part to play :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The least or I would say my mission on this world. Is that I hope I can leave back a legacy and make a difference in someone's life. To be an example. It comes with a level of reponsibility and amount of sacrifice to fulfil, but the thing is it's always worthwhile to hear someone say as simple word as &lt;em&gt;'Thanks'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! I needa eat :)! God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There are times I feel really tired trying to be who YOU want me to be. I know you mean best to me but the reality is do I really need to excel so much? Is money such important issue? Is life all about being successful living a high life and being boastful? All I really need is blessing from God and a simple life of my own. Howevery, since when life is simple anyway. Well, I will just have to try my best. Sometimes I wonder am I really living my life or I'm just pleasing you...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-5448303194884461073?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/5448303194884461073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=5448303194884461073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/5448303194884461073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/5448303194884461073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/09/ordinary-superheroes.html' title='Ordinary Superheroes'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-3135814621174915923</id><published>2007-09-04T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:31:00.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiR838VOCrA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KiR838VOCrA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Face it! SHE ROCKS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-3135814621174915923?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/3135814621174915923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=3135814621174915923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3135814621174915923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3135814621174915923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/09/paramore.html' title='Paramore!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-8174798028493736190</id><published>2007-09-02T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T09:54:09.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His mercy endures forever</title><content type='html'>God is good, all the time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I was feeling like crap today to bring myself to church and actually was asked to play for 3rd service in the end. My mind was just somewhere else lost. And I asked God to help me. And as long as eternity lasts, His mercy never fails. Was a great time praising and worshipping. Despite my own negative feeling and thoughts, all it took was just to surrender to God and let Him take over. It's all about Jesus and His love. Thank You for Your presence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may wonder what's going on with me. Well, just take that as I'm going through some trials and tests of faith and learn how to trust and surrender to God. I believe I will have a breakthrough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want our worship ministry to come up to the next level in drawing and leading His presence to the people. And I think to myself, in order for that to happens, it starts individually. I have a responsiblity to fulfill, and I pray may God really help me and grant me grace, grace and more grace. Whatever man tries to do by his own strength, for sure he will fail. Once you accept Jesus into your life, it's no longer you who live but Christ lives in you. The extent of how much you want to change, is the amount of willingness you want Him to take over your own life. The Bible shows how Saul becomes Paul by just that ONE ENCOUNTER. And yes, I need to seek for that encounter again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking God to give me vision again. I think, I have been blind spritually. I've been stagnating in seeing the promises that God can give me and help me to fulfill. Partly, it's been the things that happened to me. Again, I need to live by: &lt;em&gt;It doesn't matter how many times you fall down, it is more important how many times you pick yourself up&lt;/em&gt;. I have feelings and moments of emo-ness. But certainly I can't let my emotions rule over my actions. This is what I want to overcome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking again, I won't be going for a get away overseas most probably. I feel the need of meeting the people I know and start giving. Andrew shared about sacrifice in order to influence and invest in someone's life. Holidays, perfect time :). I hope I would be able to be a part of a person's life and leave back a legacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I would have some fun :D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Movies&lt;br /&gt;- Live band&lt;br /&gt;- Jamming&lt;br /&gt;- Shopping&lt;br /&gt;- Slacking&lt;br /&gt;- Fly-ing kite :p&lt;br /&gt;- Eating&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-8174798028493736190?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/8174798028493736190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=8174798028493736190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/8174798028493736190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/8174798028493736190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/09/his-mercy-endures-forever.html' title='His mercy endures forever'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-7648178294510771584</id><published>2007-09-01T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T04:47:46.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody</title><content type='html'>I just got home. But tsk I'm feeling moody now in a sense and I don't know why. My mind has been thinking about many things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So morning been to Pasir Panjang Brethren Church. Such different atmosphere and style. Well didn't start off too well with realization of no available amp. Faulty unstable power supply that caused my pedal board go on then off unexpectedly with piercing treble and messy mixing. And worst, there was no bassist... Still anyway it was a good experience for me. Observed a different culture and learnt things. Nice bunch of people there though. May God really bless their worship ministry with multiplication and resources&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Andrew's sermon, honestly, my mind was just wandering to think about things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished. Went back church for lunch. So Black Canyon wasn't that bad. Still expensive. But the Salted Fish Fried Rice I ate was nice; moist and generous amount of salted fish. I liked :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cellgroup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love my cellgroup no matter what :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Was fun playing that game. And well I was kinda tired somehow and just stoned away and of course lost. Funny forfeit. Haha. *lousy wrestlers in my cell!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week of iReach campaign lesson. I did learn things and see God's wonder works. However it got me questioning. &lt;em&gt;What's next?&lt;/em&gt; Surely this is a lifestyle that I got to keep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the usual fellowship dinner. But I just felt tired so went home. Yup :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently as usual just digged up new bands and listen to those on my iTunes that sometimes I don't even listen to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paramore &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Son of Dork&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Academy Is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAI isn't that new. But just dig their music recently when I listen to them more. I really like Paramore, you don't often see bands with a chick singer and totally rockin' music :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that's all. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Because you are strong, and the word of God abides in you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you have overcome the wicked one."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm asking myself: Am I wearing a mask?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-7648178294510771584?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/7648178294510771584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=7648178294510771584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7648178294510771584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7648178294510771584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/09/moody.html' title='Moody'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-8907522807323567026</id><published>2007-08-30T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T19:17:26.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's HOLIDAYS!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yes, so the last paper was YESTERDAY! IT'S DONE! CSA paper was totally a joke. I went through that paper like I was just practicing. The feeling when you just don't bother to score for it? Heh... That's how much I hate this subject. I went through all the questions and answer whatever comes to my mind without care whether correct or not. Well if I'm to take sub paper then be it :x. Haha. Still, hopefully not so more time on holidays. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to town. Man walked like I have never walked for a long time. Visited shops to shops. Ok I was hunting for a new sweater. The whole afternoon no luck only till night at &lt;strong&gt;Ben Sherman&lt;/strong&gt; finally found it! But gonna cost quite a bit. Will think about it. Haha. Still I do like that Paul Frank Radio Hoodes. Oh wells :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And met up with my that good ol' friend. Too bad it was only a dinner and walked walked around and talked. May be next time will do something else then. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was talking to Meng Yet, we squeezed brain to think of things to do during holidays. We realise we are bunch of free kids with nothing to do only laze around. Need meaning to live! (we sound secular and emo LOL) So things I will probably plan to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Job: will try to get back to that Music School again (&lt;em&gt;urgh&lt;/em&gt;) the only reason I would want to work there is easy money and you can talk to cute caucasian kid. $10 bucks per kid to entertain them for one hour. Easily can ear around 40 per day already. MORE MONEY FOR GUITAR! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Zoo: ok plan to go there with Night Safari. Now asking more people to go. BETTER HAVE PEOPLE MAN! If not I do lead a sad life. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Meet-ups: with church guitarists, outside guitarists, old buddies... Good time to at least talk to people I know and catch up with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get away: ok I want to go overseas!!!! I'm thinking whether I should go Aussie to stay with my &lt;em&gt;rich &lt;/em&gt;auntie. HAHA. She invited me but see how. And I want to eat the ice cream over there!!!!! :). And I do not want to go back to VN often, will rot there. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, ok that's all I actually can think off! Suggestions please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going back to secondary school later. Man kinda excited. It's been long since I met all my old teachers anyway. YAY! And will be able to see that new money-I-paid-but-never-got-chance-to-use school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all. Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-8907522807323567026?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/8907522807323567026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=8907522807323567026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/8907522807323567026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/8907522807323567026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-holidays.html' title='It&apos;s HOLIDAYS!!!!!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-5139087906532538079</id><published>2007-08-29T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T06:32:54.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more day</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I have been MIA in a while. Well I just don't feel the urge to blog. Things happened. Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow shall be the last day of exam, CSA. The subject that I truly &lt;em&gt;loathe&lt;/em&gt; :x! I've managed to go through those not so important chapters. And afterwards will just force myself to chew down the rest. God bless me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the only thing I really want to do right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Get out of my house. Get out of everything around me now. Lock myself in a hidden place where there are many guitar amps, many guitar pedals and many guitars. Total sound proof. A simple Mac laptop with garage band. Small mixer and monitors. Loads of backing tracks. And up I go. Throw myself in junks of gears and equipments with me myself and my fingers that I can doodle on the guitars. Play play play play play and play somemore. Where I can make noise of my own and express myself in another different language. I wish I can spend endless hours just trying to know how to create real music and understand it. The art of experimenting new dimension of tone, sound and guitar techniques. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT! WAKE UP NAM! YOU ARE IN RE-AL-LI-TY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so still I'm stuck here listening to some inspiring music, trying to decipher nice chord phrase and absorb it, different guitar tones jungling in my head (yes that Gretsch tone), exploring new artistes (especially chick bands, I think girl bands are totally cool with loads of attitude! &lt;em&gt;The Dollyrotz!&lt;/em&gt;), and my CSA book sitting behind me trying to seduce me. How sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a new guitar badly! So I have two options *Disclaimer: Will bore certain people who do not care heck about what I will be talking about, Haha!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Reverend Avenger TL: so it's not exacly made of wood, phenolic it is. Made in USA with Kent Armstrong pickups. I'm especially attracted to single coils now adays, different tone you see. With a very good price. Will have some extra money to upgrade/mod certain of my pedals. Not that expensive so no fear of trashing around (of course not intentionally, I'm gentle). But I realise my current guitar has decent singcoil-ish tone with split.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m44/big-kahuna/Guitars/revusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m44/big-kahuna/Guitars/revusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" height="400" alt="" src="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m44/big-kahuna/Guitars/revusa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gretsch Firebird: Sweetest tone I have ever heard for a long time (on guitar besides that Tele tone by Edge)! I mean I've known about &lt;em&gt;The Great Gretsch Sound&lt;/em&gt;. But only once you really do research and dig your ears to tonnes of clips and videos with your jaws wide open and goosebumps all over. Boy, little did I know I've fallen in love. &lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt; the great set back would be I have to rob the bank to get this rockin' smokin' baby. I'm weeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gretschguitars.com/repository/gretsch/images/G6131T_md.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px" height="661" alt="" src="http://www.gretschguitars.com/repository/gretsch/images/G6131T_md.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I don't know which will I be able to get. But whatever, I will be contented and happy still :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays is coming and I yet to have any plans. I seriously want to get away to some countries and spend time shopping or on the beach or whatever. Just away from civilization...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I guess I better get back to my CSA now. Ciao~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Michael Guy was a school drop out at 16 (his english irritates me :x) and now he can tour around... Ok stop thinking bye!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-5139087906532538079?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/5139087906532538079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=5139087906532538079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/5139087906532538079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/5139087906532538079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-more-day.html' title='One more day'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m44/big-kahuna/Guitars/th_revusa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-3838196484098746498</id><published>2007-08-16T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T05:28:56.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YejLmHaMUZc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YejLmHaMUZc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most beautiful story I have ever seen! The way that Dad and Mum dealt with their situation and despite the reality of their son, they quoted Job 1. Truly encouraging and faith-imparting. God bless the Mooney family :)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today was supposed to be Bourne Ultimatum day, but sorry Ian after that nap and with gym in the morning, my muscles seemed to be falling apart. I was feeling like a jellyfish... So I decided just to nap and rest again. Then washed up and went around to clean the house. I had 2 packets of chips and 7Up for lunch. How awesome! -__-! Now waiting pretty much hopelessly for dinner...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was watching MTV Amplified (probably the only thing I watch on MTV) and I'm dreaming a life of a full-time musician:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Have a band of my own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Have a van of our own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Have tours of our own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Have fans of our own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Have professional equipments of our own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Have albums of our own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well but the reality is, I won't probably be one. I mean to the extent of being full-time. I don't know. May be to the latter part of my life when I retire of my future job being in business venture, then may be become someone who can help in Worship Ministry and make myself useful in guitaring. But certainly still guitar will always be my favourite hobby ever :) Something that I have never got bored of, thank God&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss those days with Forty Days. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- 1st started with the name 'Good Soup'. Our 1st competition was pretty much inexperienced when I remember still I was shaking on stage and tried to act cool. Stayed up over night to write our very 1st song 'There'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Went crazy in TPJC gig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- After reforming of the group and with the definitely better name Forty Days. Another competition when we were so excited we got into the Final. And how LOUSY we felt after that sound check. Was totally humiliating... But managed to pull off with the last performance. Wrong song still. Went home empty handed but full of good memories and great bonding time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Best gig ever was during &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Chrismas@Katong"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chrismas@Katong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; when we were commented good as a band, but nah-nah for the vocals. Yes, indeed not strong vocal (but partly blame the sound system ok :p). Always lessons to learn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Endless time dreaming to make it big in music industry. Plans of coming out EP and albums. Which 'till now not a single one except a few 'try-outs'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Looking forward to that next plan of recording few proper songs together for Generations &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- May God lead Forty Days :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I have a piece of news from my aunty yesterday. I'm gonna have the house for myself next week for a few days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good: &lt;/strong&gt;havoc time with friend-stay-overs! Time to learn how to live on my own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad: &lt;/strong&gt;I will have to take care of those dogs (aka monsters). Feed them. Clean their mess. The thoughts of doing that make me wanna run away... And I will get paid &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 bucks&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;for doing all that. Worth it or not I don't really care... :P God bless me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will be going back VN tomorrow night for a few days. Time to visit my grandmother, tailor a formal suite, hunt for Banana Republic and Pony Shoes factory in VN, buy DVDs/PC games, feed myself like a pig, sign something for Mom and quarrel funnily with my crazy Sis :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'till next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-3838196484098746498?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/3838196484098746498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=3838196484098746498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3838196484098746498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3838196484098746498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/free-day.html' title='Free day!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-8947934505556834215</id><published>2007-08-15T03:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T05:39:56.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>END OF ALL PROJECTS!!!!</title><content type='html'>And THAT IS IT! NO MORE PROJECTS+REPORTS+PRESENTATIONS! Now can get my head in exams :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this morning I woke up and to my horror, I couldn't find my formal pants for today's presentation. Thank God it was in my auntie's wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oral Presentation wasn't that bad. I was stammering, mispronouncing, shaking, and speaking at breakneck speed. But still the teacher put up a smile and said wasn't that bad. I don't know how I scored. Results won't be mentioned so soon (or by right tomorrow). SO WE WILL HAVE A DAY OFF TOMORROW! NO SCHOOL! WEEZ!!! And I'm happy with my coursework grade so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSA: A&lt;br /&gt;BA1: A&lt;br /&gt;POM: B+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comm skill and Econ I would expect at least B :) Glory to God still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I reached home and the usual. All the house work blah blah. And I have the feeling I'm bringing joy to the dogs by serving them and cleaning their 'mess' instead of them being a joy in my life! I think God is teaching me how to love those dogs, or can I say MONSTERS?! Gah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie mee AGAIN! I miss my maid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to find some of my old CDs. SO HAPPY! Some of them were like from 3 years ago stuffs.... And RIPPING TIME! Into my computer. Haha. Some are like classic albums. MORE MUSIC TO MY EARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I seriously want a new guitar. Christmas is coming, it will sure be on my wishlist if Santa Claus ever exists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all. Nam's out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-8947934505556834215?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/8947934505556834215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=8947934505556834215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/8947934505556834215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/8947934505556834215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/end-of-all-projects_15.html' title='END OF ALL PROJECTS!!!!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-3928148460488095162</id><published>2007-08-15T03:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T03:39:33.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>END OF ALL PROJECTS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-3928148460488095162?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/3928148460488095162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=3928148460488095162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3928148460488095162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/3928148460488095162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/end-of-all-projects.html' title='END OF ALL PROJECTS!!!!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-1809473648926195340</id><published>2007-08-14T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T08:28:52.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastor Mike Gugliemucci</title><content type='html'>This is an update from Pastor Mike's brother, Kris Gugliemucci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;TO ALL THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN PRAYING FOR MY BABY BROTHER MIKE THANK YOU FOR STANDING WITH US WE APPRECIATE IT MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW!IT BEGINS AS OF THIS MORNING AS MY BROTHER STOOD IN JOHN WESLEYS OLD CHURCH IN BRISTOL THE HEALING HAS STARTED FOR THE FIRST TIME IN 12 MONTHS HE CAN WALK PAIN FREE THE PAIN IN HIS LEGS HIPS AND BACK IS COMPLETELY GONE HE CAN WALK WITH OUT HIS WHEEL CHAIR HE STILL HAS SOME PAN IN HIS RIBS AND ARMS SO WE CONTINUE TO CRY OUT TO GOD FOR THAT BUT THE TIDE IS TURNING.THIS HAS BEEN PROBABLY THE MOST DIFFICULT THING WE AS A FAMILY HAVE EVER WALKED THROUGH AND THE JOURNEY IS FAR FROM OVER BUT IN THE MIDST OF A CRISIS AS IT SAYS IN 1KINGS 18:44 "I SEE A CLOUD THE SIZE OF A MAN'S HAND.." GET READY ITS COMIN, PRAISE GOD HE SO TOTALLY RO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;CKS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RsHJrL1TKBI/AAAAAAAAACk/cOmwpu5rkT8/s1600-h/l_6d789b93adc29f5d606c56d7143988fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098577996908013586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RsHJrL1TKBI/AAAAAAAAACk/cOmwpu5rkT8/s320/l_6d789b93adc29f5d606c56d7143988fd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Pastor Mike's wheelchair being tucked aside)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I shouldn't be thinking too much at times...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-1809473648926195340?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/1809473648926195340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=1809473648926195340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/1809473648926195340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/1809473648926195340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/pastor-mike-gugliemucci.html' title='Pastor Mike Gugliemucci'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RsHJrL1TKBI/AAAAAAAAACk/cOmwpu5rkT8/s72-c/l_6d789b93adc29f5d606c56d7143988fd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-205329751906958285</id><published>2007-08-14T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T08:17:01.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guitaring is my passion :)</title><content type='html'>MAN! 2 hours passed by and guess what I did? WAS SLAMMING ON MY GUITAR STRAIGHT! It's like that. Once I get it started, I just can't stop...! Reminded me back to my older days when I first started (those lower secondary life when now you realise that you really didn't have anything much to do!), when I was able to practice hours everyday. And today is such such a happy day when I could do it again!! Although 2 hours were nothing compared like last time, but oh wells. I'm supposed to rehearse for my OP tomorrow and rest. My body is like heating up inside for no reason. Doesn't bother me much, JJ Liang Teh rocks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now how I wish I can have a Telecaster with single coil :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I realise. I think I'm getting old :x. I mean it's taking way much more time to learn a new song compared to last time....... Is this bad?! I don't know... But well I still enjoy sitting down, plugging my iPod into my ears and try to decipher whatever chords used in whatever song. And when stuck ultimate-guitar come to the rescue with the pro's helps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I LOVE MY GUITAR! (I miss my rig...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-205329751906958285?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/205329751906958285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=205329751906958285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/205329751906958285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/205329751906958285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/guitaring-is-my-passion.html' title='Guitaring is my passion :)'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-2397909096216913058</id><published>2007-08-13T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T23:37:56.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kWtadQReH6s" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Calling feat Carlos Santana - Why Don't You and I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My favourite song for now! Just happened to have the tune in my head&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, that's all. I'm in school tutorial now :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-2397909096216913058?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/2397909096216913058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=2397909096216913058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/2397909096216913058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/2397909096216913058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/calling-feat-carlos-santana-why-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-293811237778403277</id><published>2007-08-12T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T23:33:19.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And he got saved :D</title><content type='html'>What a great day! As usual, SUNDAYS ROCK MY SOCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS BRUDDER! I KNOW YOU WILL NEVER EVER REGRET WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TODAY!!!! :) I will always behind ya :) *Jeremiah 29:11*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok there are two crazes that got into me recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. NORAH JONES! Don't you think she's just SO HOT?! Jazz, piano, killer-voice... Hurr hurr hurr. I'm in love and that's thanks to Suffian for introducing me to her! HAHA. Sounds like as if I know her in person. But still I really really really really really enjoy her music SO MUCH. Her voice mesmerized me................ This reminds me something, I used to want a wife that can sing. HAHA. Ok never mind that's kinda random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. SWIMMING! I've been making plans like to swim everyday. HAHA. Better live healthier you know. Been enjoying swimming for the past days. Again, I love this place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm compromising myself whether I should go prepare my coming OP now. I have no mood at all man. This subject is bleahhhhh. Ok will force myself to read through later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my guitar is back!!!!! Sometimes I feel I need another electric guitar at home. Brr. Practice purposes (or just another plain excuse to buy a new guitar?! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Ghost Rider yesterday. And man lousy story line IMO. HAHA. But some parts are cool well but overall, below average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that's all again! Bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-293811237778403277?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/293811237778403277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=293811237778403277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/293811237778403277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/293811237778403277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-he-got-saved-d.html' title='And he got saved :D'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-7958399878033899078</id><published>2007-08-11T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T06:41:05.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWIMMING TIME!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/Rr27V71TKAI/AAAAAAAAACc/WYKM1DsIvgg/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097436338766161922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/Rr27V71TKAI/AAAAAAAAACc/WYKM1DsIvgg/s320/DSC00331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffian and the toad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I FINALLY SWAM TODAY!!!! It's been a long while since I last swam. Feelin' GREAT now! WOO HOO! I LOVE MY PLACE! *too bad going to move in the future again!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell today. And man it was short. But still I loved every moment of it. Cell and especially God's presence are always the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't have a good dinner with that Long John Silver at Parkway with the Ah Beng Manager. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffian and I are hungry now! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye bye. That's all! I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO SUNDAY AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I THINK I'M IN LOVE WITH NORAH JONES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-7958399878033899078?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/7958399878033899078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=7958399878033899078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7958399878033899078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7958399878033899078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/swimming-time.html' title='SWIMMING TIME!!!!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/Rr27V71TKAI/AAAAAAAAACc/WYKM1DsIvgg/s72-c/DSC00331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-6576217711020903177</id><published>2007-08-10T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T09:18:59.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnamese food is love!</title><content type='html'>I'm kinda hooked up on blogging now. Good way to just spend few minutes thinking back about the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day in school! 2 hours of tutorial which was kinda fun. Then went to TM. I liked the Nasi Lemak I ate. Home rest then went for rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record breaking today. Rehearsal ended like 9 30?! That's the 1st :P. I was like missing my guitar madly. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIETNAMESE FOOD!! We went to eat after rehearsal. NICE!! HAHA. Although not 100%. But wells satisfied me well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stained Glass Masquerade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Casting Crowns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there anyone that fails &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there anyone that falls &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I the only one in church today feelin' so small &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause when I take a look around &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody seems so strong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know they'll soon discover &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I don't belong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I tuck it all away, like everything's okay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I make them all believe it, maybe I'll believe it too &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So with a painted grin, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I play the part again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So everyone will see me the way that I see them &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHORUS &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are we happy plastic people &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under shiny plastic steeples &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With walls around our weakness &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And smiles to hide our pain &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But if the invitation's open &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To every heart that has been broken &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe then we close the curtain on our stained glass masquerade &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there anyone who's been there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are there any hands to raise &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Am I the only one who's traded &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the altar for a stage &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The performance is convincing &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we know every line by heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only when no one is watching &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can we really fall apart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But would it set me free &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I dared to let you see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The truth behind the person &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you imagine me to be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would your arms be open &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or would you walk away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would the love of Jesus &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be enough to make you stay&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Are we happy plastic people&lt;br /&gt;Under shiny plastic steeples&lt;br /&gt;With walls around our weakness&lt;br /&gt;And smiles to hide our pain&lt;br /&gt;But if the invitation's open&lt;br /&gt;To every heart that has been broken&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then we close the curtain on our stained glass masquerade  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-6576217711020903177?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/6576217711020903177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=6576217711020903177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6576217711020903177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6576217711020903177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/vietnamese-food-is-love.html' title='Vietnamese food is love!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-6509331667663454499</id><published>2007-08-09T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T10:04:18.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Singapore! :)</title><content type='html'>So yes I'm back! Met Mengye, Edwin and Vincent. Haha. We went to Changing appetite for dinner. Then started to walk walk walk walk walk and walk. Finally settled down at a spot somewhere that I don't quite know. Ok so let's just proceed to all the pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtEI71TJzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jDEtrbf-Qew/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096742323590735666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtEI71TJzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jDEtrbf-Qew/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual, CA Burger. Was full like urghhhzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtEJL1TJ0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/H6kEi-HYUEM/s1600-h/DSC00258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096742327885702978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtEJL1TJ0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/H6kEi-HYUEM/s320/DSC00258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just find the sign board nice. Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtEJ71TJ1I/AAAAAAAAABE/SkQJWWQS9CI/s1600-h/DSC00259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096742340770604882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtEJ71TJ1I/AAAAAAAAABE/SkQJWWQS9CI/s320/DSC00259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to eat but finance forbid :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtEKL1TJ2I/AAAAAAAAABM/RbkldYPkI74/s1600-h/DSC00273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096742345065572194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtEKL1TJ2I/AAAAAAAAABM/RbkldYPkI74/s320/DSC00273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super-sized Iced Chocolate :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFq71TJ4I/AAAAAAAAABc/l7-cPfaB8SA/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096744007217915778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFq71TJ4I/AAAAAAAAABc/l7-cPfaB8SA/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the flag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFqr1TJ3I/AAAAAAAAABU/l9Co_ymgR-g/s1600-h/DSC00278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096744002922948466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFqr1TJ3I/AAAAAAAAABU/l9Co_ymgR-g/s320/DSC00278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the SEA OF PEOPLE! Was super crowded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFrL1TJ5I/AAAAAAAAABk/iL5MuJBWg2E/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096744011512883090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFrL1TJ5I/AAAAAAAAABk/iL5MuJBWg2E/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice that there were SO MANY PEOPLE??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFrb1TJ6I/AAAAAAAAABs/BF3bmL7q_lo/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096744015807850402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFrb1TJ6I/AAAAAAAAABs/BF3bmL7q_lo/s320/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the stage from afar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtGq71TJ9I/AAAAAAAAACE/1xQNr7DwHQ0/s1600-h/DSC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096745106729543634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtGq71TJ9I/AAAAAAAAACE/1xQNr7DwHQ0/s320/DSC00307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some preview of firework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtGrL1TJ-I/AAAAAAAAACM/D9lO9K_xhLo/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096745111024510946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtGrL1TJ-I/AAAAAAAAACM/D9lO9K_xhLo/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This marked the start of firework. Those light-bulb-look-alikes were actually SQUIDS BALLOONS that glowed. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtGqb1TJ8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/bAXXi949SKE/s1600-h/DSC00328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096745098139609026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtGqb1TJ8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/bAXXi949SKE/s320/DSC00328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now this is the real thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtHK71TJ_I/AAAAAAAAACU/qEOlgJwLLqI/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096745656485357554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtHK71TJ_I/AAAAAAAAACU/qEOlgJwLLqI/s320/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boom boom boom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFrr1TJ7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/IjUmoC2osGQ/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096744020102817714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtFrr1TJ7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/IjUmoC2osGQ/s320/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Light up the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sadly my cam batt went FLAT! RAH RAH RAH RAH! LOL. So couldn't take any more shots. But well afterall I'm happy. First experience of walking so far in the SEA OF PEOPLE. Squeezed through practically. And nothing beats watching firework with your own eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all again folks. 'Till next time! God bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-6509331667663454499?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/6509331667663454499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=6509331667663454499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6509331667663454499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6509331667663454499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-singapore_09.html' title='Happy Birthday Singapore! :)'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RrtEI71TJzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/jDEtrbf-Qew/s72-c/DSC00250.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-6334048705080472694</id><published>2007-08-08T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:54:01.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Singapore</title><content type='html'>Time to KILL TIME! Erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy that I in fact have a bit of time now sitting in my room and just relax! And listen to old Hillsong songs. Awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was half-dead today after gym. Heh..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is at home now. Plus I actually just ironed my clothes. It seemed like how I first came to Singapore. I felt accomplished. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry and I can't find any food at home, as usual. Blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out soon to walk walk slack slack hang out hang out and see firework! Tomorrow there will be only 2-hour tutorial. YAY! And rehearsal! Looking forward to it. I'm missing my guitar badly. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I just killed a few minutes of my life blogging. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-6334048705080472694?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/6334048705080472694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=6334048705080472694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6334048705080472694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6334048705080472694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy Birthday Singapore'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-6307970761537279817</id><published>2007-08-08T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T12:24:05.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new place</title><content type='html'>Ok just to show some who want to know how my new place look like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroUcr1TJvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/U0h6ppzQKeg/s1600-h/DSC00248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096408411358308082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroUcr1TJvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/U0h6ppzQKeg/s320/DSC00248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroUcL1TJuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d6cYfMUOeYs/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096408402768373474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroUcL1TJuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d6cYfMUOeYs/s320/DSC00246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroWyr1TJyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m8jfi9uzh9Q/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096410988338685730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroWyr1TJyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m8jfi9uzh9Q/s320/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroWx71TJxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IInDDIf3qBs/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome night view look down from 30th level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroWx71TJxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IInDDIf3qBs/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096410975453783826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroWx71TJxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/IInDDIf3qBs/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night view 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroWxb1TJwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wx3o2g9VNHA/s1600-h/DSC00238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096410966863849218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroWxb1TJwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wx3o2g9VNHA/s320/DSC00238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night view 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it. The room is smaller than the old house. But I just love it. Love the way it is here. High and peaceful with all the facilities I can enjoy. No more grumpy neighbour who doesn't like my music :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-6307970761537279817?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/6307970761537279817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=6307970761537279817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6307970761537279817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/6307970761537279817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-new-place.html' title='My new place'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VAgTrVCNFNA/RroUcr1TJvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/U0h6ppzQKeg/s72-c/DSC00248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-1924721876277519329</id><published>2007-08-08T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T11:36:26.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush Hour 3 is DA BOMB!</title><content type='html'>Ok. Now is 2:22AM. And I just reached home around 20 mins ago. Haha. It's been awhile since I caught a late night show. And the group combination today was really interesting. Some I had never even watched with. But it was all cool, because why? You don't talk when you are watching a movie, simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it was Rush Hour 3. Another good show for me after I went crazy over Transformers (you know the craziness until you can imagine things start transforming?). And yup it was really really hilarious with jokes and funny actions. However, I HAD NO IDEA WASSUP WITH ALL THE UNSIGHTLY SCENES! Oh wells. I really thought those 'ungodly' scenes were really unnecessary. And that black dude finally know how to fight properly, still the way he talks make me laugh. LOL. Overall although short but worth watching :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling really so much better now in my mind. Past weeks all I can think of is what to do next: projects, rehearsal songs, meetings, shifting house... Yadayadayada. Thank God it's all over and now I can look forward to my last OP and then exams. Weeez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANANA REPUBLIC IS NICE! And I didn't expect the price tag to be that reasonable. I mean to compare with the usuals like Topshop/Topman, Levi's... And they are made in VIETNAM! I'm gonna dig up information to spot the factory. Make plans on how to rampage it, or to just take over it or something. Heh. Even Pony Shoes are made in Vietnam. Why have I never seen those being sold around?! Must hire smugglers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYDC's mudpies are irresistible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to a few hours more to those firework thing. People will be coming IF permission is granted. YAY! A holiday shall be spent meaningfully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's it for now. I love today. What a great day! Bye folks! God bless all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-1924721876277519329?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/1924721876277519329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=1924721876277519329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/1924721876277519329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/1924721876277519329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/rush-hour-3-is-da-bomb.html' title='Rush Hour 3 is DA BOMB!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1900858009222858511.post-7929252827091542114</id><published>2007-08-04T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T05:57:33.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nam has a blog!</title><content type='html'>Ok. So finally I decide to create a blog. I hope this will be useful for some of my useless ranting, time-killing and destressing moments. It is a Sunday today, and as usual its always best to go to church! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 3rd service started late. Everybody was rushing on stage. We were unprepared. No proper sound check. Brr........ And my guitar wasn't in the house initially, then got cut off, then resumed, and I panicked... Oh wells. But guess what? God still showed up as He's faithful and merciful. Unfailling grace. It's not about us at the end of the day. And I start to love the song &lt;em&gt;Jesus&lt;/em&gt; by Planetshakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Jesus is worthy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worthy of all of our praise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He is worthy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worthy of all of our praise"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time praying for Singapore, National Day is coming yeah. Reminds me of my 1st time came to Singapore. It's been 4 years. Time flew by fast. And Singapore has really become my 2nd home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Revival is when EVERYBODY are convicted by the Holy Spirit. When adults stop their routine works, and go to church to fall on their faces. When shops close down and don't resume business for weeks or months or even years. When students turn up in church instead to repent and seek the Saviour and be transformed. When God's love pours out greatly. This was how the Welsh revival like. And God can make a Singapore revival. Do you want revival?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Daniel shared a message. Although it was long. However, I was challenged. Got me thinking quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church went to eat. And headed home with Suffian Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANKS GUYS FOR HELPING ME TO PACK MY STUFFS! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I'm moving to a new place. Costa Del Sol 30th floor. Pretty cool place. I love it because it's smaller and my room is windy! (duh... it's 30th floor... haha). And there are pool, tennis courts, badminton courts, BBQ pits... WEEEZ! Rockin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Kenneth left. Suffian and I went to Pasta Mania. He didn't like the Creamy Chicken. But as usual, I LOVE IT. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I think that's all aye? Feels weird actually blogging after so long. May be next time I will try to write something to share. Oh wells. Haha. And I won't have a tagboard. Those who read my blog should know me and anything can always get to me. No need for a tagboard. Haha. So bye bye! Until next time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tutorials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Presentations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rehearsals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trainings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet-ups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the ultimate question is, WILL I AVAIL MYSELF? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Your strength and grace I will trust :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1900858009222858511-7929252827091542114?l=namexists.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/feeds/7929252827091542114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1900858009222858511&amp;postID=7929252827091542114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7929252827091542114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1900858009222858511/posts/default/7929252827091542114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://namexists.blogspot.com/2007/08/blah.html' title='Nam has a blog!'/><author><name>nAm-aKa-dAViD</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
