<?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-6152246</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:39:46.823+08:00</updated><category term='Overdued poem by Evelyn Chandra'/><title type='text'>Crystal Goh</title><subtitle type='html'>Just a hermit who can't keep away from people for too long. The world is too big for a loner.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Crystal</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>338</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152246.post-8589023207440573885</id><published>2009-08-28T18:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:29:49.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Win A Video Camera!</title><summary type='text'>Hi everyone,You can win a Creative Vado HD Photo Video Camera or a Creative ZEN X-Fi MP3 Player by joining this photo contest! It's pretty simple - just snap a photo, share it on Facebook and get your friends to "like" it. (Detailed instructions can be found on the contest page)The contest has been extended to 30th September 2009! Still got time - join now!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8589023207440573885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8589023207440573885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8589023207440573885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8589023207440573885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/08/win-video-camera.html' title='Win A Video Camera!'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5139707326200095001</id><published>2009-08-27T01:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:11:05.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up</title><summary type='text'>After hearing so much about the movie Up, I decided to catch it with Jialin yesterday. It was her birthday treat for me. =)We strolled in with unspoken but high expectations, and left the cinema visibly awestruck. It was one of those rare fantasy movies laden with realistic chapters of life. And while there was plenty to take in, what struck me most was how the protagonist's love for his deceased</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5139707326200095001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5139707326200095001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5139707326200095001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5139707326200095001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/08/up.html' title='Up'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-7226210040044115394</id><published>2009-07-30T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T00:44:42.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMM… TOASTY!</title><summary type='text'>It was one of those late nights in the office and some of us were running on empty stomachs. The project executive (who also turned project manager a few days after) had no interest in eating out, so we decided to call for delivery. After minimal brainstorming on what to eat, we settled on Quiznos’ sandwiches and I dialed the number on their delivery brochure. Ring Ring - no one answered. We were</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/7226210040044115394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=7226210040044115394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7226210040044115394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7226210040044115394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/07/mmmm-toasty_5238.html' title='MMMM… TOASTY!'/><author><name>Crystal</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152246.post-2913848219092007839</id><published>2009-07-08T09:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T12:53:57.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epicurean outings-to-be</title><summary type='text'>Say hello to my short-term wants (which may not be all met as they aren't needs): Hardrock cafe (food and live band)Stomp Concert (sticks, brushes, pans and more)1-2 days at Sentosa (thrills and solitary)JB (cheap food and hair care)OZ (Horseriding and sight-seeing)London (Musicals and shopping)Money is an issue.. but not the most important one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2913848219092007839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2913848219092007839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2913848219092007839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2913848219092007839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/07/epicurean-outings-to-be.html' title='Epicurean outings-to-be'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5642154365241023169</id><published>2009-06-21T18:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T00:31:34.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramatic 2 weeks (6 - 20 June)</title><summary type='text'>All these took place within 2 weeks:S.I., Nick's departure, an awesome retreat, Shruti's entrance into womanhood and a heartwarming wedding. I'm glad to be part of such experiences.. if I could sum up each experience in a sentence, this would be it:S.I.: Dared to chase a dream and fell while doing so (I survived the fall and have gotten back up)Nick's departure: He left to chase his dream, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5642154365241023169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5642154365241023169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5642154365241023169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5642154365241023169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/06/dramatic-2-weeks-6-20-june.html' title='Dramatic 2 weeks (6 - 20 June)'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5146670642156743045</id><published>2009-05-25T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T00:48:09.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Though I've never seen you, my heart knows you so well</title><summary type='text'>I can't wait to see You...soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5146670642156743045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5146670642156743045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5146670642156743045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5146670642156743045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/05/though-ive-never-seen-you-my-heart.html' title='Though I&apos;ve never seen you, my heart knows you so well'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-1524264427055154314</id><published>2009-05-10T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:27:26.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrect me</title><summary type='text'>It takes a long time to kill a man Fifty-five years at least Until he breaks down Starts to look underground To go off, and get him some peace I want to die a lot quicker then that If that’s my only way outI’ve been counting up the cost Getting up on that cross I want to know what this is all about Father Time steals our days like a thief There’s no price that I wouldn’t pay to get some relief I’</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/1524264427055154314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=1524264427055154314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1524264427055154314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1524264427055154314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/05/resurrect-me.html' title='Resurrect me'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-3645645814959082093</id><published>2009-04-26T04:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T04:23:39.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have friends in wise places</title><summary type='text'>It takes a moment to change your life, but a lifetime for you to live the change. - sean kong (paraphrased with permission)In case you're wondering, my friend Sean Kong comes from the lineage of Confuscius.. and brims with wisdom beyond his age. He might be the next massive international speaker, second only to Nelson Mandela..watch out everyone.If you like his quote, stamp your approval by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/3645645814959082093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=3645645814959082093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3645645814959082093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3645645814959082093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-friends-in-wise-places.html' title='I have friends in wise places'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6871736426612027892</id><published>2009-04-12T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:29:16.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><summary type='text'>The past few days were painful..like an accelerated kind of depression. I cried in public places but hid in obscure spaces so no one saw. God, You were beside me throughout. Thank You for giving me tears, for beautiful friends who lifted my spirit -- like a colleague who blasted her favourite song on the 3rd floor so I would hear it on the 4th, others who dropped little notes on facebook to show </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6871736426612027892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6871736426612027892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6871736426612027892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6871736426612027892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-174345293596739635</id><published>2009-04-07T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T09:45:46.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face down</title><summary type='text'>Last week after my facial, I stepped outside to greet the world. From the expression on many faces, as well as the amusing discussion my Onelife cell had during supper -- which went from facials to dermatologists to plastic surgery in Korea -- I knew that “the avatar of my body, the very skin of my face had been mercilessly slaughtered” (a fitting quote I stole from a famous storyteller).    All </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/174345293596739635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=174345293596739635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/174345293596739635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/174345293596739635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/04/face-down.html' title='Face down'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2552368489008530707</id><published>2009-03-19T09:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:25:48.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gimme' Gimme' a sunshiny hope</title><summary type='text'>This morning, while taking the usual morning walk, I plugged into one of my favourite Corrinne May songs - "Five loaves and two fishes". Almost instantly -- with disregard for the dampness left over by the night rain -- the world felt warmer, more vulnerable and lighter. I guess hope, which is a theme that runs through almost all of her songs, blooms like a gem in the tapestry of the world. It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2552368489008530707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2552368489008530707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2552368489008530707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2552368489008530707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-morning-while-taking-usual-morning.html' title='Gimme&apos; Gimme&apos; a sunshiny hope'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-3019963869759788857</id><published>2009-03-18T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:33:41.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethnic Talents</title><summary type='text'>I take special interest in songs with intelligent lyrics and vocalists who phrase their stanzas seamlessly and stylistically. And while a raving performance is delightful, nothing beats a performance that's more than a performance. I'd choose soul over talent any day. That's why, I love these two singers: Come close and personal to Joanna Wang (introduced to me by my heart heart colleague):And of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/3019963869759788857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=3019963869759788857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3019963869759788857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3019963869759788857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/03/ethnic-talents.html' title='Ethnic Talents'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5407546534233972226</id><published>2009-03-18T10:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:09:36.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Click Twitter Clique</title><summary type='text'>A few minutes ago, I twittered "apparently I am an INFJ" and shortly after, received an email notification informing me of someone new following my tweets.I have no idea who she is.. but I found out that she's an INFJ.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5407546534233972226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5407546534233972226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5407546534233972226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5407546534233972226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/03/click-twitter-clique.html' title='Click Twitter Clique'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4044838064697782456</id><published>2009-03-13T00:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:52:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful death of self</title><summary type='text'>My colleague, whom I barely know, has left the company to go home. Home is so loosely used to refer to a physical accommodation, but to her, home is on another soil; and more than just a roof over her head. Home is bound by kinship, childhood memories and nascent lessons on what love means.She didn't elaborate much on why she needed to return home; all I know is that something unfortunate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4044838064697782456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4044838064697782456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4044838064697782456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4044838064697782456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/03/beautiful-death-of-self.html' title='Beautiful death of self'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-433202177573206856</id><published>2009-03-01T17:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T23:33:47.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with time</title><summary type='text'>Everyone of us has a desired destination: one we see when we lay on our beds, eyes shut; when we're having a solitary respite at an idyllic nature spot, or when we're forced to evaluate our lives because we can't bear the thought of stagnation. I've heard it said that dreams propel us into the future, and I subscribe to that. But its been more than three years of wild dreams and minimum action. I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/433202177573206856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=433202177573206856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/433202177573206856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/433202177573206856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/03/everyone-of-us-has-desired-destination.html' title='Catching up with time'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-7561312058114096334</id><published>2009-02-27T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:14:06.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CyclesThe waves lick up the sand, then recede back into the ocean again..The sun makes an appearance, then hides underground again...Music is a succession of highs and lows; tensed then relaxed, a ballistic climax then a whisper...Friends come then go... back to their homeland, back to where they belong, back to the future... The constant cycle of changes sometimes get me down.. but I will come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/7561312058114096334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=7561312058114096334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7561312058114096334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7561312058114096334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/02/cycles-waves-lick-up-sand-then-recede.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2925140257269956895</id><published>2009-02-01T16:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:54:49.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Chinese New Year CelebrationsMy extended family decided to celebrate the Chinese New Year with a slight twist this year: In a chalet for a whole 3 days. It was a brilliant idea, 5 families with more than enough space in between gathered under a giant Aloha bungalow (just right in front of the desolate Changi Hospital) with food options ranging from bbq, potluck and catered dishes; all tantalizing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2925140257269956895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2925140257269956895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2925140257269956895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2925140257269956895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/02/chinese-new-year-celebrations-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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/_twHoCvs0ym4/SYV5VszszpI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UNRmWIrt-Sc/s72-c/DSC00066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152246.post-8881964939477920633</id><published>2009-01-24T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T02:21:24.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let one of my favorite singers bare her soul to you: From LYRICSMODE.COM lyrics archiveLyrics | Sara Bareilles lyrics - Gravity lyricsSara BareillesGravity Something always brings me back to you.It never takes too long.No matter what I say or do, I still feel you here 'till the moment I'm gone.You hold me without touch.You keep me without chains.I never wanted anything so much than to drown in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8881964939477920633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8881964939477920633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8881964939477920633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8881964939477920633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-one-of-my-favorite-singers-bare-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-8030939912662891847</id><published>2009-01-13T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:07:11.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Textual IntegrityBeyond the archaeological discoveries, the truth claims of the B _ b _ e are supported by the uncanny coherence and unity of the _ i _ l _ itself. It consists of the sixty-six books, or seventy-three, as in the __________ tradition, written over 1,500 years by forty people in three different languages, and yet there's a remarkable harmony and consistency in the overarching story</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8030939912662891847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8030939912662891847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8030939912662891847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8030939912662891847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/01/textual-integrity-beyond-archaeological.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6998404739270370030</id><published>2009-01-07T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T01:21:06.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rachel, Pamela and Shi wei - my close good girlfriends have officially all become real girlfriends of real boyfriends. From the deepest downest part of my heart, I am truly happy for them. It makes me happy to know they have entered into a relationship they could potentially spend their whole lives with. It's BIG.One of my colleagues casually asked me if I'd feel sad because I'll have less time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6998404739270370030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6998404739270370030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6998404739270370030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6998404739270370030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/01/rachel-pamela-and-shi-wei-my-close-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5151591873121062727</id><published>2009-01-06T09:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T09:12:23.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's wonderful just knowing that the Creator of the world is my friend. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5151591873121062727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5151591873121062727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5151591873121062727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5151591873121062727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-wonderful-just-knowing-that-creator.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-8650927895620373439</id><published>2009-01-05T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:05:55.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I recently discovered a rustic-looking hillside place caught in between Tampines and Pasir Ris. It was introduced to me by my friend Abby, so it's not exactly my discovery, but well, it's so ulu and beautiful, Vast with plenty of winding slightly dangerous trails that each time I'm there, I discover more to it. (And I've gone there twice so far)It overlooks Ikea (or was it Giants? Hmm.. have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8650927895620373439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8650927895620373439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8650927895620373439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8650927895620373439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-recently-discovered-rustic-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4635317593104426452</id><published>2008-12-29T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:16:28.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Childish, immature but still so lovable. Could that be how He sees... some of us? :P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4635317593104426452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4635317593104426452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4635317593104426452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4635317593104426452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/12/childish-immature-but-still-so-lovable.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5353068206081703782</id><published>2008-11-30T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:51:38.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Walking past my neighbour's house is a must everyday. We step out of our house, peek through the checkered bars of their open window right into their playroom, and hope to see the 3 adorable kids. Just last week, my dad got into a few pretty interesting conversations with Isaac, the oldest kid. Conversation 1 went like this:Isaac: Why does Brownie (my dog) keep running around and chasing us? Is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5353068206081703782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5353068206081703782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5353068206081703782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5353068206081703782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/11/walking-past-my-neighbours-house-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-8137512269980041407</id><published>2008-11-29T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:54:43.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can see the rainbow although it's raining. I can see the Sun although there's a thunderstorm.I can see the truth although lies aboundI see without my eyes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8137512269980041407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8137512269980041407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8137512269980041407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8137512269980041407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-can-see-rainbow-although-its-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-9111480485494131470</id><published>2008-11-02T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T23:02:57.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Dreamy Getaway from the CityI've never stepped onto Bintan, nor seriously fantasized about running along its white sun-toasted beach sand, much less seen a miniature leopard-stripped fish wading in the near clear blue water of the sea. But I did all these and more during the last 3 days. The much emphasized luxury of free buffet food and drinks for all 3 days were surprisingly not that much of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/9111480485494131470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=9111480485494131470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/9111480485494131470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/9111480485494131470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/11/dreamy-getaway-from-city-ive-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-8665685193610050695</id><published>2008-10-08T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T22:56:43.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Isaac, Noah and Caleb.Lord, please give me more opportunities and time to spend with them. Isaac the Big Brother. Imaginative and Ambitious.Noah the outspoken twin. He loves me too!Caleb the shy one. I love him too.I hope I hope I have such adorable kids next time. =P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8665685193610050695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8665685193610050695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8665685193610050695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8665685193610050695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/10/isaac-noah-and-caleb.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4295559269465346651</id><published>2008-10-05T21:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:10:41.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No matter:1) How unloved Reality makes you feel at times2) How worthless you look compared to the people around you3) How lonely and marginalized you may feel4) How many times you struggle to keep looking up at God amidst all the distractions5) How you're too afraid to believe again in the dreams God has given to youRise up. Because:There is a Warring Spirit within the Children of God. The devil </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4295559269465346651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4295559269465346651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4295559269465346651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4295559269465346651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-matter-1-how-unloved-reality-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-7992259667331702787</id><published>2008-10-03T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:07:29.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Loving people the way God wants us to involves much more than feelings. In fact, a lot of times, it goes against feelings.Today I kenna hit by a computer virus... sigh... Love is patient, Love is kind... it is Not Easily Angered... LOVE NEVER FAILS.I choose to love. Soo..._ _ _ _ _ _ I choose to love you. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I choose to love you. _ _ I choose to love you. _ _ _ _ I choose to love you. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/7992259667331702787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=7992259667331702787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7992259667331702787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7992259667331702787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/10/loving-people-way-god-wants-us-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6122210640168844985</id><published>2008-09-27T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T12:30:02.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I make up for my lack of words here everyday at work</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6122210640168844985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6122210640168844985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6122210640168844985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6122210640168844985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-make-up-for-my-lack-of-words-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2299526529916370792</id><published>2008-09-11T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:47:26.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do you know what you want? And if that's what God wants too, would you go all the way to get it?God gives His children good futures and strong hopes. You believe?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2299526529916370792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2299526529916370792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2299526529916370792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2299526529916370792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/09/do-you-know-what-you-want-and-if-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5811654805446992294</id><published>2008-09-07T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:14:55.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a child of Light.The truth really does have a way to bring hope and joy. The power within me to live for Him is greater than that of he who is in the world. VICTORY!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5811654805446992294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5811654805446992294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5811654805446992294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5811654805446992294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-child-of-light.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5247208493569677707</id><published>2008-09-05T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:15:16.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Want to hear the real stuff behind the masks, still find acceptance, lean on support, be intrigued by God-given diversity, learn to love and be challenged to put good teaching to action?Come to my Onelife cell. It rocks!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5247208493569677707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5247208493569677707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5247208493569677707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5247208493569677707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/09/want-to-hear-real-stuff-behind-masks.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4744992061852914637</id><published>2008-09-05T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:30:50.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Talking about birthdays sadden me. Because I still have expectations. Don't give up on me but don't pity me either. I don't need a sympathetic pat on my back for a joyous occasion.I need a sympathetic pat for a sad occasion. Ayes... nvm.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4744992061852914637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4744992061852914637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4744992061852914637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4744992061852914637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/09/talking-about-birthdays-sadden-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2728453888896476462</id><published>2008-09-03T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:04:51.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wonder... if the body, soul and spirit affects each other, can I go without sleep, and still stay strong in my body just by keeping my spirit stronger?I tried. And ended up laying in bed for a whole day. On a brighter note, thank you to all those who asked me how I was. (And I'm not talking about me falling sick) It did matter a lot to me.I do feel very cared and concerned for. It's sort of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2728453888896476462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2728453888896476462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2728453888896476462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2728453888896476462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-531409253250849624</id><published>2008-09-01T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:20:39.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's nothing wrong with desiring friendship. I've got friends who love and care for me. And there's nothing wrong with receiving their love.I am not alone.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/531409253250849624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=531409253250849624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/531409253250849624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/531409253250849624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/09/theres-nothing-wrong-with-desiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2004334015736966092</id><published>2008-08-30T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:40:38.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No one knows rather than No one cares.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2004334015736966092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2004334015736966092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2004334015736966092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2004334015736966092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-one-knows-rather-than-no-one-cares.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-1635902574332898418</id><published>2008-08-27T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:28:29.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't need it, Didn't ask for it, but wanted it. And, didn't get it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/1635902574332898418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=1635902574332898418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1635902574332898418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1635902574332898418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/08/dont-need-it-didnt-ask-for-it-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2282841454230798967</id><published>2008-08-26T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:46:41.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why should we trust people when we never fully know if they can be trusted?1)Because people need to be trusted2)Because you want others to trust you too (You reap what you sow)3)Because it's depressingly lonely to live in a world where you are a single entity with no emotional attachment to anyone. (who can live a lone life?)4)You don't think you need to give others your trust5)You're confused (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2282841454230798967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2282841454230798967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2282841454230798967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2282841454230798967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-should-we-trust-people-when-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-8038059891381086982</id><published>2008-08-25T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:40:21.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Invisible Morning WalksI simply love early morning walks with my Savior. The gentle rays begin to light up the world, the dew is fresh in the air and there's no one really watching you. It's beautiful and liberating.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8038059891381086982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8038059891381086982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8038059891381086982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8038059891381086982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/08/invisible-morning-walks-i-simply-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2534163047414125561</id><published>2008-08-16T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:13:29.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meet Crystal the Copywriter. =DWhoopee! God is good!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2534163047414125561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2534163047414125561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2534163047414125561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2534163047414125561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/08/meet-crystal-copywriter.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-181465715056762167</id><published>2008-08-12T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:38:13.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With Everything -Hillsong (This is our God album)Open our eyesTo see the things that make Your heart cryTo be the church that You would desireYour light to be seenVERSE 2:Break down our prideAnd all the walls we’ve built up insideOur earthly crowns and all our desiresWe lay at Your feetPRE CHORUS:Let hope riseAnd darkness trembleIn Your holy lightThat every eye will seeJesus our GodGreat and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/181465715056762167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=181465715056762167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/181465715056762167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/181465715056762167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/08/open-our-eyes-to-see-things-that-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-866919177832208327</id><published>2008-08-10T02:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T05:05:05.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Truth is...Sometimes I feel frustrated at my inability to convince my mind that my God is good and unconditional in His love. If I could only stop those doubts from being an obstacle to my happy-love relationship with Him. All the days of my life would be mountain-top encounters; I think I would sing "Oh Happy Day" by Tim Hughes everyday.OH HAPPY DAY BY TIM HUGHESBut I struggle to understand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/866919177832208327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=866919177832208327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/866919177832208327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/866919177832208327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/08/truth-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6276841840579504354</id><published>2008-08-04T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:56:24.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I fear that in my quest for the truth, I doubt and am unable to resolve these doubts.Psalm 22:1My God, My God, why have You forsaken me?I wonder how Jesus felt about God when He said those words on the cross.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6276841840579504354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6276841840579504354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6276841840579504354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6276841840579504354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-fear-that-in-my-quest-for-truth-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5921944519080101436</id><published>2008-07-27T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:02:32.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life counts and is precious. If we don't die a health-related death, maybe we should die for a good cause. After all, life doesn't belong solely to us.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5921944519080101436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5921944519080101436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5921944519080101436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5921944519080101436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-counts-and-is-precious.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-144573690577334228</id><published>2008-07-23T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T03:10:15.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I heard the truth but I don't know it because I find it hard to accept. How then can I be set free?Lord, give me wisdom.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/144573690577334228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=144573690577334228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/144573690577334228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/144573690577334228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-heard-truth-but-i-dont-know-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2652379293549800955</id><published>2008-07-18T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:37:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spot the difference</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2652379293549800955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2652379293549800955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2652379293549800955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2652379293549800955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/07/spot-difference.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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://bp0.blogger.com/_twHoCvs0ym4/SIAPvSKZYFI/AAAAAAAAADc/kUO9U3qd4wg/s72-c/n555176278_749184_4182.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152246.post-8936933864937983915</id><published>2008-07-18T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:48:19.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The verdict is out.I've been set free from wrong expectations.As Samyuan a.k.a Bambola said in Strings: I'm Free! I'm Free! I'm Free! We all need to confront sometime or another because we're just too unique to perceive everything the same way. We'll have differences.. If you look through someone else's lens, you'll see the world very differently.The verdict is out.U weird, I weird, we're all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8936933864937983915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8936933864937983915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8936933864937983915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8936933864937983915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/07/verdict-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-8022806452339181765</id><published>2008-07-17T02:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T02:56:26.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Unspoken words need to be spoken sometimes.Do you know where you stand in the hearts of people you treasure?Today I'll find out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8022806452339181765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8022806452339181765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8022806452339181765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8022806452339181765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/07/unspoken-words-need-to-be-spoken.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-8713933177811128677</id><published>2008-07-14T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T01:45:16.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a question for you.Who do you like more - Spiderman or Batman?You can msn or tag me. I would appreciate it so much if you look beyond the "cool" factor and think carefully before answering me. Thank you. =D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8713933177811128677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8713933177811128677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8713933177811128677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8713933177811128677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-question-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-3314018024672053345</id><published>2008-07-11T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T15:33:22.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I will be going for my first ONElife cell meeting today. I expect something good from this. Good things come from Good GOD! shu lala shu lala! :DI'm not sure how fast to let my friendships develop. But maybe I should consciously restrain myself from expressing overtly because... I know myself.I like gradualness. :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/3314018024672053345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=3314018024672053345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3314018024672053345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3314018024672053345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-will-be-going-for-my-first-onelife.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4426078701543545496</id><published>2008-07-03T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T01:54:38.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lately, I have been spending time with someone I call Sunshine. Sunshine, you are a breath of fresh air, a diamond in the rough to me and a great cook. I like how you are so aware of your imperfections and yet so comfortable with yourself. I like how you dare to be who God made you to be whether you are in church, in public places, on stage, at work, with strangers or with friends. You may be in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4426078701543545496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4426078701543545496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4426078701543545496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4426078701543545496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/07/lately-i-have-been-spending-time-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4373056682346532657</id><published>2008-06-30T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T02:22:49.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An Exciting SeasonThe Youth Ministry of my Church-Riverlife, has just moved up to a bigger arena. That arena happens to be the Worship Centre, a place where the adults of my church gather every Sunday for services.  It is a new season. An infusion of the wisdom of the old and the passion of the young as Senior Pastor Vincent would put it. "I see a generation, rising up to take their place. With </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4373056682346532657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4373056682346532657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4373056682346532657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4373056682346532657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/06/exciting-season-youth-ministry-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-9166516103406877284</id><published>2008-06-27T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T01:40:26.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HelloChurnGiving yourself to free labor is never an easy thing. This is especially so when your ambitions and rights seem to be like shadows following you in the midday. Blame it on the Sun.I was a little afraid to let my parents find out about my little voluntary work because they would shake their heads in disbelief and tell me how much they worked to earn the family's much needed money. Here </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/9166516103406877284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=9166516103406877284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/9166516103406877284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/9166516103406877284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/06/hellochurn-giving-yourself-to-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-1805681330765693504</id><published>2008-06-23T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:49:52.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here I am in the undergroundLifting my eyes to see the glorythe sun casting a shadow on meI am hidden but I am foundAt night the sky is lighted Dazzling CaptivatingStarry hope and comfortNot a gush of windNo fiery thundersIn the stillness my heart has seenA silent presence a knowing hintThat rain and cold may comeBut You are a shelterA mighty shield from all harmYou're still Abba FatherYour rod </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/1805681330765693504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=1805681330765693504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1805681330765693504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1805681330765693504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/06/here-i-am-in-underground-lifting-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4405808190177724181</id><published>2008-06-16T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T02:03:58.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Lord is faithful to all His promises and loving toward all He has made. The Lord upholds all those who fall and lifts up all who are bowed down.Psalm 145:13-14</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4405808190177724181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4405808190177724181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4405808190177724181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4405808190177724181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/06/lord-is-faithful-to-all-his-promises.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-1618833153676227588</id><published>2008-06-14T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T01:38:19.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank God for a real great camp!He healed, He parted the confusion and brought the truth, He restored what was lost, He showed His Love and He came.We have such a great God! The camp was fantastic because of God and the many very caring friends. :DThanks to Abby for the unicorns and for being herself! Thanks to Caroline for being so ready to give me hugs! She is full of love. She's WOW.Thanks to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/1618833153676227588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=1618833153676227588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1618833153676227588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1618833153676227588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-god-for-real-great-camp-he-healed.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-7577466612818621959</id><published>2008-06-12T03:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T04:16:19.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something for the wounded soul (From a Joyce Meyer podcast)Don't blame God for what people did to you. Judge God by what is in His word and not by circumstances nor by people's actions. God's nature is to heal.Isaiah 61:1-4The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me,because the LORD has anointed meto preach good news to the poor.He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,to proclaim freedom for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/7577466612818621959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=7577466612818621959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7577466612818621959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7577466612818621959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/06/something-for-wounded-soul-from-joyce.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6637826649675538432</id><published>2008-06-03T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T02:17:21.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love my Superhero!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6637826649675538432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6637826649675538432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6637826649675538432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6637826649675538432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-my-superhero.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-7321383660897171737</id><published>2008-05-31T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:44:47.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need You my Comforter and Friend. I need You so much.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/7321383660897171737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=7321383660897171737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7321383660897171737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7321383660897171737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-need-you-my-comforter-and-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-7219171173472504608</id><published>2008-05-28T15:23:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:30:35.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday morning, I experienced the magic of horses for the 2nd time. Actually, the magic of ponies. Oh, how different can they be?  Abby:They're just a lil' smaller. =PAbby:That's Jack! My boyfriend. He's so cute!!! The magic was there and so was a heart of empathy, kindness and love. The thoughtfulness of a friend was just like the icing on top of an already delicious cake. God cared enough to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/7219171173472504608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=7219171173472504608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7219171173472504608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7219171173472504608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterday-morning-i-experienced-magic.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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/_twHoCvs0ym4/SD0dxZjBMmI/AAAAAAAAAB0/EXO1bZU3Nkg/s72-c/CIMG8569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152246.post-3080514540196974770</id><published>2008-05-25T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T02:55:11.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hard to feel when feelings are painfulEven good friendships end.And denial doesn't grieve. If this is the end, then help me to feel.Because I'm numbing myself to a bleeding heart.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/3080514540196974770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=3080514540196974770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3080514540196974770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3080514540196974770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/05/hard-to-feel-when-feelings-are-painful.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2872473469206855971</id><published>2008-04-08T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:11:22.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I saw _ _ _. and someone else with _ _ _.I hope _ _ _ is truly happy. I hope _ _ _ has the best.Oh yea... this is directed to wes: OOi! how u know my blog add? and even before being in the same proj gp?????!!!! Dun tell me it's thru our popular common friend... Anyways.. i know ur blog add too... heeheehee</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2872473469206855971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2872473469206855971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2872473469206855971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2872473469206855971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-8293475862892222204</id><published>2008-03-05T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:32:13.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An American Tail Movie Soundtrack LyricsNever Say Never"This is America,the place to find the hope.""If you give up,you will never find you family""So never say never,say"Never say never,what ever you doNever say never,my friend(But I real...)If you be that,your dream will come true.They will come true in the end.(But I...)Keep up your courage,don't ever despairTake heart and then count to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8293475862892222204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8293475862892222204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8293475862892222204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8293475862892222204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/03/american-tail-movie-soundtrack-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6410827519575204138</id><published>2008-02-22T14:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T14:47:33.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When you're too busy, you write less. When you write less, your passion for writing dries up. When it dries up, you wonder if it's worth continuing. When you do it even though you're wondering why you do it, it becomes a routine. When it becomes a routine, you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6410827519575204138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6410827519575204138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6410827519575204138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6410827519575204138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/02/when-youre-too-busy-you-write-less.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4855532760919162588</id><published>2008-01-27T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T01:21:06.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nice videos for you. :)And now, the song that is running through my head like crazy! =) Love it! And now, a video which spoke to me deeply about being separated from someone close to me because of the different paths we take. We've all got to move on in life someday hur? Sadness is beautiful when it takes courage to let go. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4855532760919162588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4855532760919162588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4855532760919162588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4855532760919162588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/01/nice-videos-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6049832180144164860</id><published>2008-01-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:57:56.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This semester is a very busy one. And it has barely even begun yet.This is the semester where I will be forced to learn new skills. No doubt, these skills will appear nice on my future resume, but oh... what a torture it is to learn something that I'm naturally bad with. Ok Ok... stay cool... this is what Marcus Buckingham means by managing my weaknesses so they don't pull my potential successes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6049832180144164860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6049832180144164860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6049832180144164860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6049832180144164860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-semester-is-very-busy-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-1579849555614090393</id><published>2008-01-11T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T04:49:56.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a 3 hour conversation with a good friend.It started with a heavy heart. Confrontations are never sweet and fluffy.It progressed to what I had dreaded. The plain stating of why and how we were hurt by each other.It was tough. But we both knew we had to do this. And it ended with us knowing each other better. Healed wounds, prevention of future hurts, and a deepened friendship. From good to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/1579849555614090393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=1579849555614090393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1579849555614090393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1579849555614090393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-had-3-hour-conversation-with-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-1419390629075897167</id><published>2008-01-07T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T20:28:39.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taking responsibility for flawsI used to think my past determined who I would be. But the more I thought so, the more I refused to take up the responsibility for change.I can't blame my past, I can't blame my present. I can't blame my friends, family or school teachers for making me who I am. What good would it do if I did?If merely finding a scapegoat for my flaws would make me a better person, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/1419390629075897167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=1419390629075897167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1419390629075897167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1419390629075897167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/01/taking-responsibility-for-flaws-i-used.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2134166536821456086</id><published>2008-01-04T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T02:36:46.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have 10 New Year Resolutions. 1. Keep my commitment to Jesus. A struggle and a joy every year. It's time to talk less and pray more. 2: Sleep 7-8 hours a day at normal timings. (This is to make up for last year's lack of sleep. maybe I won't keep this resolution. Oh well, I can at least try.)8. Cut down on my social life. Must be focused! More focus equals fruitfulness.Forgive me if I go out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2134166536821456086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2134166536821456086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2134166536821456086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2134166536821456086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-have-10-new-year-resolutions.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4845191411085432214</id><published>2007-12-24T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T04:05:31.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love Christmas. And I would like to tell u why through this video. =)Do you want to know this Savior? I'll be more than happy to tell you about the One who saved my life. =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4845191411085432214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4845191411085432214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4845191411085432214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4845191411085432214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-love-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5654301529218693068</id><published>2007-12-20T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T02:15:18.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a choir pract with various Megalifers.I enjoyed it. I hope they enjoyed it too!To anyone from area 2.2 who happens to read this:I thank God for every single one of you. I am blessed to have such lovable girls in my care. And although some of you are cheeky, sometimes a little radical in a wrong way, some of you are pure weird, some are animals, some talk to plants and dustbins, some are much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5654301529218693068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5654301529218693068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5654301529218693068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5654301529218693068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/12/had-choir-pract-with-various-megalifers.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-349094381003375938</id><published>2007-12-17T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T01:02:38.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back from watching Enchanted.I found out who Patrick Dempsey is through this movie. It's really bad because now I know what it means to melt in someone's dreamy looking eyes.Away!!!! Get thee behind me u u uuuu blue dreamy eyes!!!Love is not about melting in someone's blue dreamy eyesLove is not about how good a person looksDon't ask me what love is... haha... ask Hy who Patrick Dempsey is if u </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/349094381003375938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=349094381003375938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/349094381003375938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/349094381003375938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-from-watching-enchanted.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6804682213073702337</id><published>2007-12-16T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T03:04:46.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.photoshopshowcase.com/ViewAlbum.aspx?AID=75861&amp;AT=3I compiled this album but do not know how to add my comments at the side. So sad... I'll figure out how to work this thing so that the album looks nicer... enjoy some pics Area 2.2! :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6804682213073702337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6804682213073702337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6804682213073702337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6804682213073702337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/12/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-7964054818790619233</id><published>2007-12-14T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:40:49.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Criticism is capable of good when there is something to be destroyed, dissolved or reduced but it is capable only of harm when there is something to be built.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/7964054818790619233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=7964054818790619233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7964054818790619233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7964054818790619233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/12/criticism-is-capable-of-good-when-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6475260032662938031</id><published>2007-12-06T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T00:22:34.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Megalife Camp was...UnityWarfareSacrificesLoveand... THE AWESOME AWESOME GLORY OF GODThank You dear Lord!I am now listening to the song "One Glorious Day" at http://www.myspace.com/youthalivebandI believe the promise of your everlasting loveI believe you set me free when you died upon that crossYes I know it your blood was for meI believe I’m chosen to be a light unto the worldI believe the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6475260032662938031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6475260032662938031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6475260032662938031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6475260032662938031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/12/megalife-camp-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4503007273166948139</id><published>2007-11-19T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T01:50:00.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna thank all who came for my Baptism.My family and relatives ( I tell you, I am truly blessed to have them. They are one of the most supportive ppl I have... I hope they know Jesus soon.)Shi Wei(my sweet beautiful friend who helped reserve 18 seats for my family and relatives, who helped me coordinate a lot of other stuff and more stuff! She is so dear to me..)Charmy( who has a really big </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4503007273166948139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4503007273166948139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4503007273166948139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4503007273166948139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-wanna-thank-all-who-came-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5905130168204069795</id><published>2007-11-12T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:37:04.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have to get this out.Last Saturday was amazing. Would He have stooped down and stalled a whole service if we needed to hear His heart still? I very much think so.Before the message could be spoken, a heavy burden had come upon our Pastor. And it was evident that it was not something easy to say. Closed eyes, slightly trembling lips, an expression of deep brokenness. It was obvious that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5905130168204069795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5905130168204069795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5905130168204069795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5905130168204069795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-have-to-get-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-142077302057931680</id><published>2007-11-10T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T02:37:08.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Personal reflection I love my area. I love my area. I love my area. I love my area. I love my area. I love my gals. I love my area. I love my area. I love my gals. I love my area. I love my area. I love my area. I really love my area. But above all, I love my God. My Savior calls, and I will follow. Do you ever look at yourself and wonder how much you can ever offer to God and people around? </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=db205539352a13e8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/142077302057931680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=142077302057931680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/142077302057931680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/142077302057931680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/11/personal-reflection-i-love-my-area.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4874255470371021350</id><published>2007-11-07T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T12:09:21.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally,after a short battle with the textbooks and readings, I now have a little bit more breathing space. I have decided to address you. Yes you who are reading this.  Dear readers, how have you been? Why don't you want to tag in my blog? I know that there are many people reading my blog and secretly enjoying a voyeuristic view into my life... or so you may think you are... ok la.. to a certain</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4874255470371021350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4874255470371021350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4874255470371021350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4874255470371021350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/11/finallyafter-short-battle-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-7495880122627981270</id><published>2007-11-02T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:33:25.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 hole is so influential that 3 holes just had to take the test u see below.I went for a career talk today and concretized what motivates me in life. They say passion is very important in a job and that different people view success in different ways- wealth, power, control, contentment etc... Now, the challenge will be to find out how God wants to use who I am to be successful according to His </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/7495880122627981270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=7495880122627981270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7495880122627981270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7495880122627981270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/11/1-hole-is-so-influential-that-3-holes.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-1497785003218225988</id><published>2007-11-02T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T20:31:01.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/1497785003218225988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=1497785003218225988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1497785003218225988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1497785003218225988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/11/click-to-view-my-personality-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-1652843131161028609</id><published>2007-10-30T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T11:22:24.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe it!!! I called my mentee 3 holes when she only has one hole... to make up for that, I made it more conspicuous! Wahahahaha! check it out at the side ONE HOLE! :) Your loving 3 holes...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/1652843131161028609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=1652843131161028609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1652843131161028609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/1652843131161028609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-cant-believe-it-i-called-my-mentee-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5695810317879564716</id><published>2007-10-24T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T23:58:13.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tomorrow came...And tomorrow looks brighterTomorrow's nameIs so much lighterYou have such a way with meYou gave me a hope to seeAn eternal exceeding gloryIs hope in what I can't seeI feel like a child!I want to change the world!Walk the narrow, run the mile!I want! I want to change the world!!!I've got a vision for my lifeAnd all I see is YouInto the river I will diveNo freaking out forsaking You</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5695810317879564716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5695810317879564716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5695810317879564716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5695810317879564716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/10/tomorrow-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2795725917472791285</id><published>2007-10-21T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:17:50.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Facing tomorrow todayAn isolated hut lies deep insidea forest filled with thornsa tormented soul residesrecuperating from the bites of thornsThere has been no sunit's an overcast month where days are nightsI look for the lightThe windows are shutSplattered with rainmy tears have stained the panes of my hutInsomnia has goneThe brain needs a breakThe heart wants to escapeAnd those dreams can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2795725917472791285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2795725917472791285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2795725917472791285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2795725917472791285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/10/facing-tomorrow-today-isolated-hut-lies.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2879249438618696078</id><published>2007-10-19T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:26:38.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>With medical technology extending life indefinitely, is it ever right to pull the plug on someone critically ill?Ecclesiastes 3:1-3A Time for Everything There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot,3 a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build... Jesus can heal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2879249438618696078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2879249438618696078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2879249438618696078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2879249438618696078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/10/with-medical-technology-extending-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-600138193124798342</id><published>2007-10-18T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T14:52:29.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There are those who desire to acquire knowledge for its own value—and this is a base vanity. But there are others who desire to have it to edify others—and this is charity. And there are others who desire it so that they may be edified—and this is wisdom. —Bernard of Clairvaux, The Song of Solomon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/600138193124798342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=600138193124798342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/600138193124798342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/600138193124798342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/10/there-are-those-who-desire-to-acquire.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-4563134901389624532</id><published>2007-10-17T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T00:09:50.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found out that objectivity doesn't lead to truth.I found out that truth can be rather extreme.I found out that the world views everything as right or wrong to a certain extent.I found out that it's not cool to take a stand.I found out that my heart is breaking...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/4563134901389624532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=4563134901389624532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4563134901389624532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/4563134901389624532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-found-out-that-objectivity-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-2358939842823806799</id><published>2007-10-11T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:37:04.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday nights are truly a blessing and Ms Quek is a huge reason why. The worrisome night filled with thoughts of the futureHad me chilled and tensed intensedWhat's to be Who I'll beI don't know, maybe,dependsTook a trip upto a peace haven-roomand revealed all those to a friendMany nights in my prayer-closet roomAnd the answer shouldn't be a doomBut still those fearsand those wretched </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/2358939842823806799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=2358939842823806799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2358939842823806799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/2358939842823806799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/10/tuesday-nights-are-truly-blessing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-3306689633424011296</id><published>2007-10-07T14:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T16:02:14.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worship</title><summary type='text'>Lord, let not our services be simply emotional experiences. We may cry, we may laugh, we may dance, we may wait in silence.... but all these would be nothing if not directed towards YOU. In spirit and in truth. Have you ever wondered about a world that's bigger than you? I've tried and that's a mean feat living in small red dot. What I see around me is nothing compared to what's in this vast </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/3306689633424011296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=3306689633424011296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3306689633424011296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3306689633424011296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/10/worship.html' title='Worship'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-5919466438044769609</id><published>2007-09-23T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:56:06.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOW TO MAKE FRIENDS WITH A STRANGERThis is a fictional story. The characters are fictional. The names are fictional. The actors and actresses are real. But everything else is fictional.Hi there! My name is shingalingaling! Ooi!! the camera face wrongly already!! Look here!! Right! Hi!!! I am your educator for today and I wanna tell u how to make friends with a stranger.Who's with me?Chorus of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/5919466438044769609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=5919466438044769609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5919466438044769609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/5919466438044769609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/09/lesson-on-public-behaviour-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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/_twHoCvs0ym4/RvaQXyaUtTI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mSZHRfkVyMA/s72-c/CIMG8482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152246.post-7339056896120941303</id><published>2007-09-21T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T12:06:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An uncomfortable moment</title><summary type='text'>I just had one of those uncomfortable moments. Tell me how to stand firm about your values without coming across as anal? Think project meetings.I've been trying to avoid such uncomfortable encounters or even the conversations. But the more I do, the more I meet with them. Is God trying to teach me something?Here's something I just read. It's about a girl who'll rather climb 20 floors up than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/7339056896120941303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=7339056896120941303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7339056896120941303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/7339056896120941303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/09/uncomfortable-moment.html' title='An uncomfortable moment'/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-3405739730527892111</id><published>2007-09-20T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T14:45:38.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Who are you?Why are here on Earth?And,What do you think God owes you?We've all got a tent which will one day through disease, mishap or malfunction fold up. Eternity hides itself within the tent, in the depths of our hearts. One day these tents will not withstand the sun, the rain or even the slight breeze anymore. And when that's ripped down, will you still know who you are and why you live?This</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/3405739730527892111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=3405739730527892111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3405739730527892111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/3405739730527892111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-are-you-why-are-here-on-earth-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-6389181362196472255</id><published>2007-09-14T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T16:39:58.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome to the new me. COGNITIVE ME! I think(note that the word used is think and not feel) that I am finally exercising some hidden part of my left brain more.If you thought my last 2 posts were pretty boring, I can only say you that you need to develop some intellectual perseverance... and if you disagree with me, you need to develop intellectual humility. Wahaha!Alright, the past few days have</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/6389181362196472255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=6389181362196472255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6389181362196472255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/6389181362196472255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/09/welcome-to-new-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-315130169181255701</id><published>2007-09-10T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:04:45.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Obesity is on the rise and eating rightly isn't enough. We need to exercise more to fight the fats. What about our thinking? Subjectivity is on the rise because we are bombarded with our cultural norms, own definitions of ethicality, predetermined biasness, psychological make-up and more, all of which tell us how and what we should be thinking. How do we become more objective thinkers in this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/315130169181255701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=315130169181255701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/315130169181255701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/315130169181255701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/09/obesity-is-on-rise-and-eating-rightly.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-399436231121372949</id><published>2007-09-04T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T19:58:03.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 years have passed since I seriously sat down to think of the infamous topic of "Freedom of expression". They say it's a part of modernization since superpower country US use their statue of liberty to epitomize that a lot. There's a whole load of debate about how much more unstructured and unguided in our expressions we need to be so that we can produce intangibles that creativity requires. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/399436231121372949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=399436231121372949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/399436231121372949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/399436231121372949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/09/2-years-have-passed-since-i-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-716833672120221073</id><published>2007-08-29T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T10:37:15.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Made a visit to Mamalow's place yesterday and met Tyler Jerron Low for the first time LIVE. Tyler means builder and Jerron means cries of rejoicing. Looks like he's set to build the great Kingdom of God with much joy. Will he be strategic, strong, and skillful? I very much think so. He has her mouth, samuel's eyes and dunno who's nose. Altogether, it makes a very good combination.He sleeps with a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/716833672120221073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=716833672120221073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/716833672120221073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/716833672120221073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/08/made-visit-to-mamalows-place-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-8036227258458285121</id><published>2007-08-23T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T16:20:34.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to say that my birthday was a blast would be far from the truth...it would be an understatement!from the "family dinner with my freedom attached" to the "overnight-sorta-star-gazing-play-short-taboo-random-chats-with-friends" to the "musical-play-fireworks-laser-thingy" at Sentosa to the actual day itself in which I hung out with my closest friends...Everything was just great.I was especially </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/8036227258458285121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=8036227258458285121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8036227258458285121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/8036227258458285121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-say-that-my-birthday-was-blast-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-826292413797042373</id><published>2007-08-16T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T02:00:48.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When the latent thorns sprout out of a rosy garden, one starts wondering if it's time for a budding of roses.A rose is beautiful but to hold it requires embracing its torns.This my friendship with someone so different. Am I the thorns?Roses are red, Violets are blueLovely excellent thoughts of youI dislike yet appreciate our differences.Lord, please make this friendship better than ok.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/826292413797042373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=826292413797042373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/826292413797042373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/826292413797042373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-latent-thorns-sprout-out-of-rosy.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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-6152246.post-30643815503233536</id><published>2007-08-12T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T22:59:13.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School is starting soon. Actually, it's starting tomorrow. Haiz.Where O where has my optimism gone? Do u feel despondent about the days ahead too?perhaps, this will cheer us up.http://tylerjerronlow.shutterfly.com/action/A new life is worth celebrating, putting aside those educational sorrows and smiling for! Can't wait to see the mother and father soon too!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/feeds/30643815503233536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6152246&amp;postID=30643815503233536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/30643815503233536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6152246/posts/default/30643815503233536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onmynees.blogspot.com/2007/08/school-is-starting-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</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>
