<?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-5766262</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:20:08.602+08:00</updated><category term='A Fun an fulfilling day at the zoo and the JuJu restaurant'/><category term='God is Good to Me.. all the time'/><title type='text'>My Joy is the Lord.</title><subtitle type='html'>eyes have not seen ears have not heard...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tammie09</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>404</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8456530076400329321</id><published>2011-01-26T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T14:27:24.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We are no Superman...Really felt inspired by yyuniverse about his 1st entry about fighing for a chance. Its not always a bed or roses when life dump its waste on us. People whom we least expected to be hurt by, will come haunting us with the negativity that drain every part of our soul away... When we are christians, there is no special path after we chose the God that we want to believe in, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8456530076400329321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8456530076400329321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#8456530076400329321' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5517160884973361049</id><published>2011-01-18T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:54:36.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its really has been a long while since I last blogged! :) Well things haven been real smooth though, and has been always a series of emotions going up and down, like a roller coaster or should I say a swing, when there is a certain high, then it began to go down slowly again.Times has really been the uncertain, since I've decided to join School of Theology to deepen my longing and understanding </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5517160884973361049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5517160884973361049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#5517160884973361049' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8707821944816710447</id><published>2010-05-10T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:05:12.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Circumcised HeartThroughout the Bible, circumcision has a very significant meaning in the spiritual. That which most of us know about is to cut away the flesh part, sinful part and follow wholly to God.I thank God for my birthday this year, and indeed its always the time when i feel abit lonely due to this celebration. haha! dunno why.. but i felt that i have a more focus wish list than last yr</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8707821944816710447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8707821944816710447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#8707821944816710447' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6731310673459194303</id><published>2010-04-11T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T11:07:07.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow man, time really pass me by, and its like i haven even have a chance to thank God about the things happening in my life! It is usually this way that we r too focus on our own problems and situation, it eats up into our quality time spend with our family members and appreacite the things around us. This really takes time.. :)Has a jog with I, me myself and God just now, felt that what my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6731310673459194303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6731310673459194303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#6731310673459194303' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7028090897136320473</id><published>2010-01-26T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T04:27:40.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is like a piece of thin glass. It shatters and breaks, just when u tot that its in firm hands. Its not easy having to see ur love ones leave this world. heart wrenches, every time i visit a funeral, although i dun even know the person personally.I just feel for the one who eternally left the world.Someone says that when a human cries,The tears represent stubborness.The heart who refuse to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7028090897136320473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7028090897136320473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#7028090897136320473' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2048060103112925240</id><published>2009-12-15T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:30:24.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank God :)Thank God its not too deep, Thank God that it only hurt alittle now,Thank God its not too late, Thank God for ppl placed around me,Thank God for His love on an imperfect me,Thank God for His wonderful grace for a flawed me, Thank God for a time that brings me to reality,Thank God for His words that brings me to life,Thank God for opening my eyes,Thank God that in time to come, i will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2048060103112925240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2048060103112925240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#2048060103112925240' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8282731431837792128</id><published>2009-11-30T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:35:54.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The torturing hoursFeeling real draining, expecting someone to read the email, and finding out how that friend thinks, its so torturing, expecting a response. been out with friends, been out at a house warming party, with so many ppl around me, but all i felt was a kind of emptiness, was a kind of feeling inside that feel like dying,  Its a expectation not met, i dunno how it must be managed. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8282731431837792128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8282731431837792128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#8282731431837792128' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-1851149289475603115</id><published>2009-11-17T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:29:54.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Words that speaks to me, words written to me.No matter how tough it is, how negative it seems through my physical eyes. i know God is in control, He has thoughts and ways that r higher than me in great length that sometimes i cannot comprehend. I really cant. Negative voice telling me about the way God is angry with me, how He is going to jeopardise everything for my exams becos of all the things</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1851149289475603115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1851149289475603115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#1851149289475603115' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-9176388654296009975</id><published>2009-11-15T00:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T01:24:43.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Diary,its been quite awhile again since i last updated blog, and soon its the Christmas season again to harvest the crops on the field! :D haha.. im so excited for whats gonna happen! i used to feel so stressed up on Christmas, becos of alot of things to handle and work on. But its a kinda good stress i feel, becos its the end that matter, not how much we worked. :)Having lots of thoughts </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/9176388654296009975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/9176388654296009975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#9176388654296009975' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3935437372794849918</id><published>2009-10-21T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T00:18:15.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Facing the upcoming unknown is ScaryLooking at what the previous weeks has past, really sets me thinking at what i'm going through now, whether everything was meant to me. The failure of my module, the new shock, the new friendships, the new challenges. It seems like everything is super fun n good for so many ppl. I asked God, what does He think about it, No answer. Was this part of His plan? No </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3935437372794849918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3935437372794849918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#3935437372794849918' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5031835580025633743</id><published>2009-10-06T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T15:17:53.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Being in a Dreamy mode for the longest period of time...how to describe a dreamy mode, that is to:1) "suffer" from a certain high from an experience or a vision from ur head which may or may not happen2) smiling to urself from time to time, like a mad woman.3) happy n expecting an sms or an email or chat dialog4) nothing in this world will bring ur mood down5) feeling full even without eating, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5031835580025633743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5031835580025633743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#5031835580025633743' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8129348457520983891</id><published>2009-09-29T16:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:15:18.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boundaries in DatingIts irony how after a thousand years later did i start to read a book given to me by Gershon, its all brown n yellow now, but still somehow i decided to pick up this book to read and surely i will need to know stuffs from it someday. :)There is a particulare chapter that i liked alot, its about what u can live with and what you cannot live with. I think in my whole 24 yrs, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8129348457520983891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8129348457520983891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#8129348457520983891' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7950724234130291597</id><published>2009-09-27T16:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:12:12.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Emotionally messed up and unusual High!Met up with Alvin on thurs, to celebrate his birthday and its so nice to have him blessed me with a written note and a hand drawn butterfly and flowers!! I thought it was my birthday! lol. But what can i say but to appreciate what God has placed in my life, a faithful friend :) And also the new found friendship which i've blogged previously about. yes, its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7950724234130291597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7950724234130291597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#7950724234130291597' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JcafbP28Ng/Sr8v2ahaiPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/lt16uYhfJHc/s72-c/27092009031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6162131783370837897</id><published>2009-09-24T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T05:54:17.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i appreciate observant ppl!Thank God for the retreat that has brought lots of laughter and new friendships into my boring life. :) been reminded from a friend that my blog is so not updated as usual, so decided to blogged out my feelings all together in a place less than home, JB! It was never a chance that i wanna take, thinking that i was just a plain girl, i will not meet anyone special and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6162131783370837897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6162131783370837897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#6162131783370837897' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6495333292136214673</id><published>2009-08-31T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:38:13.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Living For Your Cause, Dreams Alive ForevermoreHaving a dream is such an easy task when u have confidence in you, its free and can belongs to anybody if u put time to dream about it. But persuing a dream without God is like running in no directions, dunno how long to run, dunno how much to give or give up to who.There is no guide, and no comfort, no positive companion to make sure u keep going on</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6495333292136214673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6495333292136214673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#6495333292136214673' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5276393465468415604</id><published>2009-07-21T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:16:29.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Heart,Let it Go.Messages of him, are not important anymore. photos of him will not cost heart-ache anymore, news of him does not interest me anymore. i will not feel like crying for him anymore.Life must go on.From Head.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5276393465468415604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5276393465468415604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#5276393465468415604' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7316947059715968060</id><published>2009-07-19T21:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:31:51.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Fun an fulfilling day at the zoo and the JuJu restaurant'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> The Two tickets for the zoo entrance, thanks to YY! And also the KFC lunch! Yum!@ My Sha Lang Nu Rou Set its super huge la!! this is only one person's portion!This is my mum's Set, Pork and Chicken Set, all these are for the steamboat!That is my dad! asking me not to take his sweaty face! but i dun care!!That is my dad's set! Seafood Set! its in a shape of a boat! and its the biggest set!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7316947059715968060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7316947059715968060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#7316947059715968060' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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/_4JcafbP28Ng/SmMsOHHcq3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/iNgEMH2wMVE/s72-c/P19-07-09_15.55%5B01%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7919644191766032140</id><published>2009-06-24T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:56:02.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Walking in the Light?when its all about You, all else doesnt matter anymore, having to live with whatever my friend has got, this is so not what i read from the Bible. This is what i've got from my friend's blog when i read just now, its so pain staking to see my friend in such a state. like that. i grieved, but another part of me just couldnt empathize with that. i couldnt stand poverty in a God</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7919644191766032140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7919644191766032140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#7919644191766032140' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6585823102739283888</id><published>2009-06-01T04:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T05:17:26.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Secret... Now doing my night shift, with a cuppa coffee and not feeling the least of the sleepy bug creeping in.. hmm been thinking about what God has revealed to me since a few weeks back, it was all about prayer requests, answered and remembered by God. lol.. while i was praying a few days back, i suddenly got this flashback of the things which i've prayed for, while my mind had forgotten </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6585823102739283888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6585823102739283888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#6585823102739283888' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2423688866515067296</id><published>2009-05-15T13:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:33:11.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Being a blessing and not always come to be blessed  Attended yet another memorable session with Poh, what really amazed me is that every single time he came with such enthusiasm that blew me away for the 2nd time in 8days! He never fail to prepare himself to give his best to us, the experiences he went through is enough to keep me gg on to strive for the best to give unto the best.Like what he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2423688866515067296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2423688866515067296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#2423688866515067296' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3419946005542750234</id><published>2009-05-13T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:55:45.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God made every Girl DifferentJus realised how bizaare it is to have many friends who had their birthdays in May,yet with so different personalities and characters. some are a few days before me, some are 10 over days after mine, and i have got 1 who got the same birthday as mine. :DAll different, some are more analytical, more cautious with words, some r just sensitive to deeds done to her, some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3419946005542750234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3419946005542750234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3419946005542750234' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3971533130155781737</id><published>2009-05-11T02:28:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:44:21.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY Birthdae HVKZ! Precious card made by Yuxin~ its soooooooo Unique!!!A 10 Yr old msg from a 10 Yr old friend.. JES.A Bright Pink Jacket to brighten up the dull n cold days! By Alvin, Harry n Steven. A Gorgeous Bag by my Friend Cum Leader in the midst of Trials.. Gershon!!! Vouchers from Attributes to get my fave Pastor's audio! From Juan Jes n WK!A long awaited Cash Voucher from ALDO to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3971533130155781737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3971533130155781737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_05_01_archive.html#3971533130155781737' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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/_4JcafbP28Ng/SgceWVYHOKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/KTmFQycyZuY/s72-c/P11-05-09_01.57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3106852859052988903</id><published>2009-04-24T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T13:31:52.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Is Our GodServant and King rescue the world, this is our God. He never stops stiring in my heart, in each of His songs, in each of His podcast, i find Him talking to me, His thoughts about me and the things that i do, they r so important to me, i think i want to stay by His side forever. hehe. Listening to Joyce Meyer podcast every single day is my latest craze n addiction, i love to what </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3106852859052988903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3106852859052988903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3106852859052988903' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2362407003721222075</id><published>2009-04-09T23:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:09:07.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Livini is the First lady to receive the KS wallet from the postman while she is having her meal! This is the NEW Adoration this month of April! To celebrate the end of building fund!! You got to love urself before u can love others! :P You have got the reason to reward ur hardwork, when u cant see the harvest yet~ Easter day! here i come!! Devil watch out! this is to pre advance celebrate the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2362407003721222075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2362407003721222075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#2362407003721222075' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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/_4JcafbP28Ng/Sd4b6mex6EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pkSaTGn0N1s/s72-c/P03-04-09_16.57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7638941947538067830</id><published>2009-04-04T17:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:04:43.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOOKING AT WHAT I HAVE NOT WHAT I DON'TBeen reading the book by ULf Ekman, it says of a spiritual leader, Jesus, that had spent His time well invested into His disciples. Shown them about compassion, love and by being a model and a stronghold, a teacher. God has indeed been good to me, telling me the things that i dont know by giving me impressions in my heart, becos He knows that i can't really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7638941947538067830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7638941947538067830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#7638941947538067830' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5340876006743298120</id><published>2009-03-31T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T16:44:17.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When Easter is 2 weeks awayBeen asking myself about the things that are happening to me, the unhappy customers at work, wondering why do i like about this job, what is the thing that keeps me persist on, i know i can do more, i know i can do better but i felt so limited, i cant delegate jobs well, i cant focus on a single thing followup on it. To tell the truth, even when others told me that i am</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5340876006743298120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5340876006743298120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5340876006743298120' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5277682140915809199</id><published>2009-03-17T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T23:13:12.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One of the Weaknesses of Hi really dont understand how my mind works sometimes.. lol really think that my 23 yrs of living some kind of hoax. lol. cant really make solid decisions that suits different kinds of ppl around me. the worse senario u can find me is that i had made some kind of promise to someone and find that i am not happy keeping the word. after some serious considerations for myself</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5277682140915809199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5277682140915809199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5277682140915809199' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7384526199443573583</id><published>2009-03-15T12:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T12:44:15.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great Job Miss M! yet again~Thank you for still covering me when u know my shortcomings, i realised i shouldnt be holding to unnecessary stuff that smoked my heart! i realised that each one of us is not perfect and ought to learn many of our communication styles to love one another even more in all areas of our life, taking notice in each of our way of loving and expressing really aid a great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7384526199443573583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7384526199443573583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#7384526199443573583' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-868233468852730894</id><published>2009-03-14T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T12:24:58.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love Trust and PatienceBeing a christian for almost 8 years and living my life not my own, i told God on a certain night, i wanna be someone who will be self sacrificing, giving and not always taking, learning to put others before me. its not an easy time but nevertheless brought me joy and happiness i had nv experience before, a love n joy others accredited to me. Maybe its been sometime since i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/868233468852730894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/868233468852730894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#868233468852730894' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5440981747788001973</id><published>2009-03-08T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:23:10.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FarewellAlot of ppl say that sorry is the hardest word to say, love is the most heart pounding word to say, hate is the most painful word to say, but to me farewell may be the last word i want to say to a friend, a mentor. it was the last day she worked in the hospital, same hospital as me, i may be caught busy with my patients or doctors and act like a dont really mind, but deep down, it was the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5440981747788001973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5440981747788001973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#5440981747788001973' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-1245027281070635568</id><published>2009-02-26T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:18:19.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> My New Kate Spade Bag!!!Finally received it from US the bag which i ordered 2 weeks ago, it was sorted of my "first" branded bag after so long and so unexpectantly, using my own money of course. :) And best of all, it is still during Building fund period time. i think God is still good to make sure in times like this we can still enjoy things in life! It has a cushion feel and when u hold it u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1245027281070635568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1245027281070635568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#1245027281070635568' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4JcafbP28Ng/SaY9Iq2isrI/AAAAAAAAADE/YTIctqHk1Lk/s72-c/P26-02-09_14.30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2753082484653257465</id><published>2009-02-18T10:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:11:26.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPIE BIRTHDAY JEAN!! Jean is a very beautiful girl who touches my heart when she chose to sit down with you one on one, you will feel comforted unknowingly, and share the whole world of thoughts with her if u can talk to her abit longer! :) She doesn't have any problem with new ideas and creative input when we come to organizing events and special occasions, she is the one which is bursting </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2753082484653257465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2753082484653257465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#2753082484653257465' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6435883250498550914</id><published>2009-02-10T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:29:38.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As the Valentine's approaches"Life still goes on" said one of my colleague who has a recent crush on a guy, but knowing that he has another girl on his heart, having feelings of ups and downs at its extremes, enjoying the high of the unknown yeap hate the wait of guessing. haha.. i guess i am really getting matured. the feelings of so called "romance" was all around my surrounding, but not on me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6435883250498550914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6435883250498550914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#6435883250498550914' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3098402871830712735</id><published>2009-01-25T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T17:56:01.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wen Hou GeThis is a song title of the song on my blog! hehe, was reminded by Eva how i got to listen to this song from xiao zhu's show, today's lunar new year's eve, and makes me think back of how ppl have just come and go in my life, leaving different footprints in my life that makes who i am now. Some footprints are so hard on you, leaving more than a footprint but injuries all over, some are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3098402871830712735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3098402871830712735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3098402871830712735' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6778222477070002742</id><published>2009-01-21T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:20:07.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>But once again, I say “Amen”, and it’s still rainingWas at work just now, met my christian colleague, hehe i am always happy to have her, she was my preceptor, she is my model at work, she fights for me, pray for me, protects me, teach me. haha and one thing very important, she is a prayer warrior! haha.. she is from a family church though, but she speaks in tongues, connects with God. :D she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6778222477070002742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6778222477070002742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#6778222477070002742' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-1491873301056314069</id><published>2009-01-17T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:40:11.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nothing beats a day when u just add God into your daily equation. it happened to me ytd when i was amending my assignment..... Gershon was speaking to the cgis about the new yr adjustments to the cellgroup and how we can better love n manage our ppl entrusted to us. He says that they r important to u, they will be always on my mind, and guess how true it is  when there r times i forget when is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1491873301056314069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1491873301056314069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#1491873301056314069' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-1939845087400185229</id><published>2008-12-17T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:00:49.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Great Job M!Was really amazed at one of my friend's determination to work everything well in the kingdom of God and yet balance her relationship with ppl around her, how brave when she met her so called "nightmare" in the past which had left an ugly scar in her life, and she boldly faced the storm with a smile on her face, she is someone whom i reli looked up to, even if we are about the same age</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1939845087400185229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1939845087400185229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1939845087400185229' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8521059187857460182</id><published>2008-12-10T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:23:42.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Day at the Sentosa!!hehe actually was quite excited about the outing one! and i was reli preparing a day of fun and thrill!! hehe.. i loved the washing machine! dun wanna say the details la. too leh chey. anyway, the ppl who made my day are really my group ppl and the new friends, qiuyun, Leon and Steven hehe.. thank God for team sprits in playing the battleship and bury game and many relaxing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8521059187857460182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8521059187857460182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#8521059187857460182' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-1211829957664982873</id><published>2008-11-24T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:05:00.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The God I KnowWas in the Asia Conference for 4 full days and totally exerted all my energy and time and effort for Him. Hehe, but with a willing n happy heart! :D its really interesting knowing God this way with knowledge and experience that flooded my entire being these 4 days.Was sprinkled in the first day, bathed in the 2nd day, soaked and dived myself in the 3rd- 4th day, now am ready to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1211829957664982873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1211829957664982873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#1211829957664982873' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-647803377046086783</id><published>2008-11-18T04:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T04:28:31.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Asia Conference!Dear all its the time of the year to really devote our time n energy to something that we like to do again, i really cant wait to be impact and mightily touched by God inside out again.. :D i just realised my life has been passing me by without my notice, like yongkang went for NS already without meeting us for the last time. Joanne has joined us for svc n cg for almost 1 month, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/647803377046086783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/647803377046086783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#647803377046086783' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2315576865269376721</id><published>2008-10-24T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T11:03:31.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There Is None Like YouThere is none like You, No one else can touch my heart like You do, I can search for all eternity long,There is none like You.Your mercy flow like a river wideAnd healing comes from your handsSuffering children are safe in Your handsThere is none like YouWas worshipping the Lord with my guitar and i thought of this song, which was sung many years ago. It reminds </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2315576865269376721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2315576865269376721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#2315576865269376721' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6423596490515477555</id><published>2008-10-15T04:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T04:08:28.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take time to notice things around youTake time to appreciate the people around you,not taking them for granted when they show u grace.Because they might not be around for long and always standing by you,unless u r God.i dun have a happy day but i have learnt a lesson.never take first impressions for grantedit is a cheat sheet to understand someone for a long term.it is never easy to eat a humble </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6423596490515477555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6423596490515477555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6423596490515477555' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5885121632959993520</id><published>2008-10-02T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:56:14.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Got a Friendthis is a song i listen from Ronald's youtube videos, its his new song composed for a friend, i guess its a friendship song that says we will not nv walk alone, there will always be someone who walk the vallley with you, someone who cares for u, even when u cant see anyone beside you.wondering about things happening around and about the meaning of life, it is those kind of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5885121632959993520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5885121632959993520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5885121632959993520' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2194993546320160025</id><published>2008-09-29T10:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T10:55:12.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Do not Murder Your friends.Time can really fade everything, including the reason for this friendship, the purpose of ur friend's life, and also the salvation of them. i didnt mean to sound as if its so holy, but i deeply feel for the ppl around me to meet the needs that r not verbalised, the hurts that r hidden, the loneliness that r buried in their hearts. i just came back from genting trip and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2194993546320160025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2194993546320160025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#2194993546320160025' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7144078002484099527</id><published>2008-09-23T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T11:25:41.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Person is more important than the tasksomeone taught me recently of alot of things regarding human relations, becos no matter what happens any bad things happen to u, u mustbe able to direct whatever grievence to God and leave the ppl free from it. hmm.. quite true actually, becos at the end of the day, human is more important than the task which is already ruined. what is the point of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7144078002484099527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7144078002484099527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7144078002484099527' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8874552748555406195</id><published>2008-09-16T03:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T04:26:57.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love and caring for others is nv EasyBeen talking to my connect group ppl recently, about a heart that cares, a heart that goes the extra mile even when it costed u something in return, a sacrificed time, that can nv paid back, a sacrificed effort even when it is not appreciated. All the conditions of our heart is the true issues that God is looking in us today. i have not teachthem for v long </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8874552748555406195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8874552748555406195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8874552748555406195' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-572469351728176953</id><published>2008-09-11T04:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T04:20:34.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Can Take it, I'm Superwoman.i've learnt it from the batman movie not long ago. it was about the responsiblities that he carries, and it is all becos HE CAN TAKE IT. HAHA.. me n yy laughed it off becos it is such an uncanny remark! but simply it is true in the natural world, it is true in the spiritual world. we often grumble about why must certain things happen to us, why must such a difficult </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/572469351728176953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/572469351728176953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#572469351728176953' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2282046001682219881</id><published>2008-08-20T16:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T17:17:03.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It bothers me.Being alone and unable to reach out to this area of my life for so long, it has always been an untouched area for all girls, at least in the church. Had been reading a book by Joshua Harris, i Kissed Dating Goodbye. yes it says alot about how defective a relationship without a proper purpose, or even worse that u didnt know what u want out of a relationship can cause damaging </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2282046001682219881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2282046001682219881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2282046001682219881' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-905289628296404339</id><published>2008-08-11T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:01:17.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EARLY MORNING PRAYER MEETINGToday is the first day of the prayer meeting in the morning for next 2 weeks. wow! i reli woke up very early for this prayer meeting, about 6am? hehe.. thank God my sister n brother in law gave me a ride over there, gosh, its reli packed over there already at 6plus, can u believe it!! and there were only 2 lifts to transport about 12 ppl up each ride, (i cant help but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/905289628296404339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/905289628296404339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#905289628296404339' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-482086361899397291</id><published>2008-08-01T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T04:59:16.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight is my first night shift of this week!!! hmm.. i've missed cellgroup meeting and will be missing FOP at indoor stadium today. gosh.. i really hate it when i cant plan for my own shift, its like out of control although so many times i have requested for best possible shift. sometimes i really wonder if i live to work or work to live. i have to consult God about it. lol, time will have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/482086361899397291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/482086361899397291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#482086361899397291' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5249988275906986595</id><published>2008-07-23T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T16:33:37.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you done something good today?i dun mean doing routine things that you should do or obligated to do. but something that is inconvenient, something that requires your effort in making a difference in people's life, maybe for a day? lol, it happened to me though, i have never gave specially to anyone b4, if u dun count giving to the beggar one. yesterday while i was returning home from work, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5249988275906986595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5249988275906986595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#5249988275906986595' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7640955782154127191</id><published>2008-06-24T16:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T16:01:59.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7640955782154127191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7640955782154127191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#7640955782154127191' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5571281211148974142</id><published>2008-06-23T02:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T03:03:18.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mary's heart with a Martha's schedulemany a time i have been wanting to serve God with all my heart, struggling with to-do-list day by day and appointments to keep track. i read a book called a busy woman guider to prayer. its been tiring to have a walk with tons of things packed n flooded up to our necks, fulfilling every single thing on the list and realise how burned out n tiring was the walk </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5571281211148974142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5571281211148974142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5571281211148974142' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6082350471919529641</id><published>2008-06-13T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T02:19:36.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Time For Youmy dear Lord,all i wanna say isi love Youthere is none like you.its you who have give me Life n life more abundantly,All i want is YouTime is my lifeTime is what u are giving mei want to worship You with my timehelp my unbelief n inconsistencymy personal time for YouTo spend my whole life with Youwith You who sacrifice for me Becos without You im lostI'm found in YouI know You will nv</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6082350471919529641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6082350471919529641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6082350471919529641' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-1891023742627711725</id><published>2008-06-05T01:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T01:49:56.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jesus is Christ, the son of the Living God.this is a known truth, known fact by all christians, but who really really believed in their hearts wholeheartedly without a doubt? becos including me, i cant reli physically believe it sometimes of my life.thanks to ah li, lent me an audio cd by AR Bernard. its about how Christ is to Simon Peter, when Jesus asked him who did he think Jesus is, he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1891023742627711725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1891023742627711725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#1891023742627711725' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7154076614032315454</id><published>2008-05-06T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:05:32.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love Livni pray for Livni.i guess that is the measure i should get myself prepared with when the next 3 months, no more mugging on the no ending dramas i watched online, quality prayer time and expanding of capacity is needed in the months to come. gosh, i dunno whats coming ahead of me, how this spiritual walfare gonna start has already shown inself but attacking my most beloved piece of meat, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7154076614032315454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7154076614032315454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7154076614032315454' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2493141701177575744</id><published>2008-05-01T04:39:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T05:13:32.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> wowoW~!!!!! happy birthday Hazel!!! look at all the gifts for u~ :D this is the precious card i received from Serene, i dunno how to thank her, becos one look i can see how much effort she use to put all this together, i can tell u it isnt easy, thanks for all the time n effort u have put in, i reli love love love it!!!! this is the cellgroup gift from everyone!!! heheh!! i tot its the only gift</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2493141701177575744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2493141701177575744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#2493141701177575744' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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://bp1.blogger.com/_4JcafbP28Ng/SBje6mN5g0I/AAAAAAAAABk/fWyuf4M9eTc/s72-c/P01-05-08_04.26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3009949966005426235</id><published>2008-04-23T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T11:27:39.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Liru for the book "Be A People Person"this book reli teach me how to understand human being more and what it means to be a leader. :P one phrase that reli imprinted in my mind is " He who thinketh he leadeth and hath no one following him is only taking a walk. " yeap its true and i always laugh over it because it would look really funny and idiotic if this really happens. im only half </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3009949966005426235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3009949966005426235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3009949966005426235' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6051700883711530808</id><published>2008-04-09T09:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T09:57:58.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi ppl~ very long nv blog again, haiz.. quite some stuff happened in my classes actually, becos we have got 1 lecturer who doesnt reli know how to teach and she cannot answer our questions when we asked her, its already been 1 month. finally decided to write a letter to the CEO of the sch n get things back together asap. ytd was the day i got everyone to sign the petition for the lecturer. but we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6051700883711530808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6051700883711530808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6051700883711530808' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-66974837043345216</id><published>2008-03-28T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:24:32.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Simply Love Evathough its been long since i last spoken to her, missed her hair n her alot, recently i kept thinking of her and remembered the ways that she handles things. she is someone i really admire, i always look to her when i feel that i cant carry on.Tenacity:she is always holding on to things which God approves of and persevere on even when she is tired, she put things of God above her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/66974837043345216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/66974837043345216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#66974837043345216' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-4805055149234259307</id><published>2008-03-23T23:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T23:43:31.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Family for lifeEveryone has flaws, you, me her, him and them. not everyone can accept me as who i am, not everyone is willing to stay with a person like me. i hate myself though, who can love a me who is made is this way? haha. sometimes hurtful words or what i perceived the meaning of the words, just come my way, i have to swallow, hard, even though it is painful, especially from someone whom u </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4805055149234259307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4805055149234259307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4805055149234259307' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3578484030969488450</id><published>2008-03-18T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:26:56.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was a day out with leon n friends, i felt comfortable with all these ppl whom im out with, i know this dun happen for no reason, and i understand that if i keep staying at the same place, everyone will move on with their life, they will be sure to group me as a someone that is shallow.? haha no la just my foolish thinking, always speaking in my head that i dun have any common things with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3578484030969488450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3578484030969488450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#3578484030969488450' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6021537253432362910</id><published>2008-03-16T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:56:32.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CRITERIA FOR A BOYFRIEND1.Christian who loves God the same way i do or greater.2.Loves me for who i am, feel for my emotions.3.honours his own family n my family.4.Financially stable n generous to others.5.Lives for dreams which r realistic.6.kindhearted to the poor n needy(sorry this is kind of important for the day n for tomorrow n forever. please note. thanks!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6021537253432362910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6021537253432362910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6021537253432362910' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2679581718591484975</id><published>2008-03-16T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T21:37:35.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i felt really happy these 2 days, cos i got to know more about my 2 friends serene n liru who r busy working n juggling life events, knowing that they still care n would reli want to put in effort together with me to work things out. i kknow sometimes its hard to be who u r reli in life in front of others, perhaps like what pastor Phil Pringle said, we should be be rooted in our own self image as</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2679581718591484975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2679581718591484975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2679581718591484975' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-774431415475640071</id><published>2008-03-06T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:56:16.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear God i reli thank you for the connect group conference call just now. i felt that u have already start working among us, you have not given up on us, i know that though we have different lifes to lead, u r still here to cheer us on and help us to bring in the harvest that r white to harvest, all that u need are labourers who r willing n can see beyong impossibilities, though things seems to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/774431415475640071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/774431415475640071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#774431415475640071' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3007591857194008621</id><published>2008-02-29T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:40:20.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They are my eternal friends~ they showed me care n concern in my darkest hours, tell me that no matter what mistakes i've made i will always be loved. im reli glad i have them, if not i will not be sustained till now. was thinking whether after a hard day's work i got to meet them, cos cant go for cgm too. but none of them met me in the end. i guess friends are still friends, ech got their life </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3007591857194008621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3007591857194008621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3007591857194008621' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-1568990604880047543</id><published>2008-02-20T18:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:10:06.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THERE IS A PRICE TO PAY FOR LOVEhey guys, went for connect group ic meeting ytd, was really happy that i received something from yahlan during the meeting. knowing that its not we alone who goes through allthe trouble to impact our friends and build a relationship so close that we win the friend to ourselves first. Its really not easy, at least its for me. ppl says that i am "I" lots of others </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1568990604880047543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1568990604880047543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1568990604880047543' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6162385685752463873</id><published>2008-02-08T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T00:42:34.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Precious Grandmai used to think that my grandma is naggy, sometimes she wants to act as if she knows everything when indeed she didnt. she dun reli know how to operate machines like tv or washing machines, i used to think its becos she is lazy and didnt want to learn n like to depend onto other ppl. well now i realised she is very precious to me, above anything or other things that happened, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6162385685752463873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6162385685752463873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6162385685752463873' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2592600025967188153</id><published>2008-01-10T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T15:15:47.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hazel,Your personality is Sanguine PhlegmaticMelancholy  Strength:1 Weakness:28%Phlegmatic  Strength:5 Weakness:730%Sanguine  Strength:9 Weakness:843%Choleric  Strength:4 Weakness:318%</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2592600025967188153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2592600025967188153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2592600025967188153' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2641706890646844882</id><published>2008-01-10T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T14:07:58.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BEAUTIFUL SAVIOURthis song really rock my world today!!!! from Jiabin's blog!! :) hope u guys like it!!! MY LORD IS SO BEAUTIFUL!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2641706890646844882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2641706890646844882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2641706890646844882' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2728052279092035280</id><published>2008-01-01T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T19:44:55.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys~ thanks for staying by me all this while in 2007I thank God for Gershon who always encourage me through words, didnt really teach me the hard way becos he loves me alot, i know of all the troubles i've brought, sometimes i really feel like giving up and find that im really not suitable to be who u want me to be, underperformed my dutys in alot of ways. but each time God reminds me that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2728052279092035280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2728052279092035280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2728052279092035280' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-1822856684761984215</id><published>2007-12-16T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T10:43:57.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Reason For the SeasonBeen really thinking about how this christmas how am i going about to spend it~! going christmas shopping with my secondary school buds, sing ktv? or hang out with my family to celebrate christmas~ to many others its reli a season about holidays, relaxing, a good break, a time to really spend with family, buying gifts to exchange and lots of thanksgiving dinner and dance </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1822856684761984215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1822856684761984215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#1822856684761984215' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2957476040418497460</id><published>2007-12-12T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T04:53:13.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Day Without God, It's Truly Scaryhow to survive without you my Lord, without talking to you on the way to work, before work and during work, i tell you its really unbreathable. maybe im so used to talk to Him about every single thing, asking whether i should go ahead with something, which some of my colleagues find  that i am indecisive while im waiting for an answer. today i just simply forgot</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2957476040418497460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2957476040418497460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#2957476040418497460' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-841644139473654487</id><published>2007-12-02T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T11:27:11.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey its my wish come true before christmas!!!! a jazz cd from the metro church, that sings about God!!!!! hahaa.. i've been looking for jazz songs that pleases my heart and pleases the Lord too!!! 2 in 1 man!!! name of cd: Satisfaction by Michael Battersby. i especially love the song Eagle's wing while jazz feel man!!! if u want that song can msg me in msn!! i will send to u! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/841644139473654487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/841644139473654487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#841644139473654487' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-295129720320271584</id><published>2007-11-22T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T22:33:42.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey everyone!!! hmm recently been reading the chinese daily devotions by Rev kong Hee!!! :) its nice, one of is that touches me the most is about  THE TOUCH OF FAITH, the woman with the issue of blood, this woman had this problem with her blood for 12 yrs of her life,  seen alot of doctors but still cannot heal her of her sickness. she knew that Jesus is coming through the town. she squeezed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/295129720320271584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/295129720320271584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#295129720320271584' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2807932814233173606</id><published>2007-10-30T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T01:17:42.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm, had a recent chat with a friend, i dunno how to describe but just need some space to ventilate my thoughts, felt really confuse by everything said and heard. to be specific, hurt on the inside. its just like a drug, releasing its chemicals over a prolonged period of time, bit by bit and it feels like giving ur heart a jab every few seconds. im afraid of needles i must say, but its the true </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2807932814233173606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2807932814233173606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#2807932814233173606' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-4487826926867168393</id><published>2007-10-23T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T19:05:42.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey you!!! the 5 love language new scores@!!Physical TouchQuality TimeReceiving GiftsActs of ServiceWords of AffirmationWander if its reli true, becos my words are quite strong too. been quite sick recently kena GE at home and been to the hosp to get my injection ahaha.. in the middle of the night of my night shift. duhxz.. but now recover liao la. so its ok.  i always got alot of things to blog </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4487826926867168393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4487826926867168393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#4487826926867168393' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-95760099882918998</id><published>2007-10-07T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:33:42.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Break my heart for what breaks Yourswas going home alone just now on the same long stretch of road, i felt God reminded me about the things i accomplished and what sort of impact i have in other ppl's lifes. cant reli recall any specific ones, and thinking alot just now, sat at my house downstairs to figure out what are the things i wanna do in this life, issit just to live an average life or a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/95760099882918998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/95760099882918998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#95760099882918998' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5849757358782187407</id><published>2007-09-28T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:55:00.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If You wanna Cry, cry on my shouldersometimes thing just didnt end at a place where u hope it end, it just carry ur emotions along when u had put ur heart and soul into a person. Its really hard to come out. i've been really thinking this few days, those who reli know me, knows that i dun reli think much of a situation or a person, becos i cant commit myself. i just feel that the flesh part of me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5849757358782187407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5849757358782187407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5849757358782187407' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8382825366948200407</id><published>2007-09-28T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:31:35.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im such a Crazy Girl. Someone please pray for me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8382825366948200407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8382825366948200407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8382825366948200407' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6193437228064223401</id><published>2007-09-25T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T12:30:16.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY GOD IS BIG, SO STRONG SO MIGHTYYOO~~ back from the bintan trip!!! had alot of fun and excitement with the ppl there and the things we do together :) it felt reli good to have friends whom u can share thoughts and life with by ur side, its not really easy actually. but God made it happened. i still remember the last cgm i went b4 going to bintan, its about discovering ur own flaws towards being</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6193437228064223401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6193437228064223401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#6193437228064223401' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-5425462030986046892</id><published>2007-09-05T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:38:36.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Being lenient to others and strict on yourselfits what i learn in the whole SOTM, that impacted me the most u can say that. becos of what u expect of others to do to u, do it to them. i believe in what ever that black leather book says. This is really one of my weakness i guess, when i expect others to be lenient to me when i make mistakes and being strict on others when they do wrong. always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5425462030986046892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/5425462030986046892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5425462030986046892' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-4858708242749953702</id><published>2007-08-22T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T09:48:00.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dunno if its the devil that is trying so hard to get at me, i missed shirleen's birthday, juan's birthday, and the prayer meeting yesterday. recently im trying to get myself together to work for God again, letting Him know that im representing Him to shine at the work place, i know i cant make any mistakes and cant afford too, becos im dealing with lifes. ppl may demean me, may backstab me, all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4858708242749953702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4858708242749953702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4858708242749953702' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-4987531836133965167</id><published>2007-08-12T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:09:41.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Awaken my soul!~~~~love this song man... just bought the cd, and really worth it man, i truly encourage u guys to buy it, after less its like $15 ?? cheap huh. God's deal is always the best deal!!recently realised how many flaws i hav and what i reli cant stand is tongue starts to wag behind me, dun ask me how i hear or who i hear it from, cos im not going to go after it, its meaningless. no more</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4987531836133965167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4987531836133965167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#4987531836133965167' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7256082622194131454</id><published>2007-07-27T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T17:24:30.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Beauty of Fasting1. ur world become more beautiful, as u serve ppl in ur midst, Heaven opens and glory shines upon ur face!!!it may seem incredible but its true!! these few days im fasting 12hourly as i needed to, cos my work, i need energy to carry on my tasks. things become more clear and sensitive to my spirit, so that im able to complete my task on time n more than just that, efficient n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7256082622194131454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7256082622194131454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7256082622194131454' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8732700949133462875</id><published>2007-07-23T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T10:39:23.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dun be fooled again Hazel, what u value as a friend eventually just hurt you with the most ruthless words to bring u down, n stumble u like nobdy b4. besides saying that i dun have EQ, does that person reli possess any?been thinking the whole night, making real hard decisions to reli disqualify the person out of my inner circle. Friends i believe are God sent, they r ppl who bring u up, ppl who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8732700949133462875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8732700949133462875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8732700949133462875' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8444620229721742476</id><published>2007-07-12T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T03:44:10.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey its time for night shift again, and its been a rather cope-able night as im able to complete my report on time. i think that God is good to me, becos He gave me ppl in my life whom i can lean on and encourage me on this christian walk. though sometimes i may do wrong things but u know what? love covers, forgive and forgets, it takes me reli alot to forget somethings becos sometimes i find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8444620229721742476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8444620229721742476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8444620229721742476' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-7558626787924991097</id><published>2007-07-02T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T01:56:20.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>recently felt that i really dun know my friends very well, and how far i stand from their lifes, being like what the bible says, to be influencial, to be interactive and to be a problem solver, i just felt im reli far from it..but nevertheless, i know this is not the end of the road, i still have my other half of my life to live it on and fulfil what i know im lagging in.happy birthday Gershon!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7558626787924991097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/7558626787924991097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7558626787924991097' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-8407611092942786704</id><published>2007-06-26T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T00:52:42.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been asking myself what is all these about, if a friend whom u had a conflict with didnt understanf ur situation and failed to realise his/her mistake at the end of the day? i believe that forgiveness is not an option but what's next?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8407611092942786704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/8407611092942786704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8407611092942786704' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2119859568134945219</id><published>2007-06-26T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T00:23:06.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry galdidnt mean to say those words, i really wanna understand you,wants to stand at ur point of your view,but ur tone wasnt allowing me to,i've always tot i can tolerate any bad attitudes, im really sorry sorry sorry sorry.one of the things which i regretted the most is to lost u as a friend n a buddy. i nv want this to happen, believe me, i cant control my temper sorry. dont wish to say </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2119859568134945219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2119859568134945219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2119859568134945219' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6880820998346123730</id><published>2007-06-22T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:29:32.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.kovideo.net/music/video/Rush-Of-Fools---Undo/907.htmlRush of Fools - UndoI've been here before, now here I am againStanding at the door,praying You'll let me back inTo label me a prodigal would beOnly scratching the surface of who I've been known to beChorus:Turn me around pick me upUndo what I've becomeBring me back to the placeOf forgiveness and graceI need You, need Your helpI can't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6880820998346123730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6880820998346123730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6880820998346123730' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-6609558537583801986</id><published>2007-06-15T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T11:14:13.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever been to an encouraging CGM?i have!!! :D went for carol's makeup cgm ytd, was actually feeling quite tired and wore out after working a noon shift followed by a morning shift, den spend some time choosing present and sitting at kfc to sleep for a while.. wah.. my flesh is like telling me not to go makeup cg, tomorrow take mc and go for my own cg. wah.. i find that i always have alot of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6609558537583801986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/6609558537583801986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6609558537583801986' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-4747111310339504311</id><published>2007-06-11T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:27:35.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Day she left the worldit was a day where dark clouds filled his sky,a day when God's voice is a thousand miles away,standing alone i can feel him cry,when everyone leaves the place to rest.deepest part is tearing away,like a ruthless knight with his sword.staying awake when no one's around, his heart beats as the clock ticks,silence is deafening in his world.who can understand his heart </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4747111310339504311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4747111310339504311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4747111310339504311' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-1349218667121168790</id><published>2007-06-06T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:40:18.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Through this emerge, i've learnt alot about togetherness and really ur self esteem cant be placed on ppl, how they look at you or how they perceive you.. the world may see you as insignificant, but you can really listen to what God is speaking to you. He is saying that you had done well, clever girl, you had really show improvement, the ppl around you like you!! they are feeling more relaxed and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1349218667121168790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/1349218667121168790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1349218667121168790' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2002827093004414485</id><published>2007-06-05T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:56:20.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally the long awaiting Emerge is here!! and its over already!!! its like so fast!!! :P ive really learnt alot from it all... The Lord showed me how i can become effective in the midst of discouragement and failure.. The person whom is mentioned by a few verses in the bible, he really had persistence to do it all for God, killing his enemy by God's power 1 by 1. each day he feel so tired, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2002827093004414485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2002827093004414485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2002827093004414485' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2048137098817269824</id><published>2007-05-28T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T10:34:09.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had been really troubled over many things this week.. especially of my weekends.. traumatising man. but i know the only one any the close friend that i have, is only Jesus n Jesus alone.. learning how to protect urself from a relationship is very important. becos u r bound to get hurt sometimes.. God dun need to prove Himself worthy, but man needs.. they need time to see u through tough times n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2048137098817269824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2048137098817269824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2048137098817269824' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-4867928094796638636</id><published>2007-05-21T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:44:48.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear friends... today is the most energetic day and the most nothing to do day ever in my whole of 21 yrs living man!!! haiz... was thinking to sing ktv with Jesmon n friends de.. but in the end he gt work till 930pm like that.. think he also sleep le.. wanna ask him where he find his job la.. where he working, when r the days working... all haven ask him.. anyway to update those who know Jesmon!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4867928094796638636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/4867928094796638636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4867928094796638636' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3087177931966549065</id><published>2007-05-15T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:37:32.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear ppl the blog like reli got problem man... sian.. but i just wanna thank those who celebrate my birthday the day b4, actual day, and belated on the 12th may.. hehe.. its reli a blessing dropped from Heaven to have u guys with me.. it makes me feel reli loved n happy to keep on walking down this road with u all... just like the song u guys have composed for me using the "wo xiang yao shuo" by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3087177931966549065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3087177931966549065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#3087177931966549065' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-2841225017824404859</id><published>2007-05-02T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:45:01.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey peepz...  i lovvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEE Sun!!!!! she is awesome!!! :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2841225017824404859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/2841225017824404859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2841225017824404859' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5766262.post-3121561892001788577</id><published>2007-04-30T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T02:11:17.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greater is Hewho am ithat u wash my feetprince of heaven bloodshed for mewho am ithat u called my namenail my sin to the crossunfailing gracegreater is He who is in megreater are You than all the earthmy closest friend, my saviourso much more than i deservelet my life bring u honourlet my words bring You graceYour great love is what i wantmy refugemy shelter my healer n restalmighty redeemer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3121561892001788577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5766262/posts/default/3121561892001788577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bumingbai.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3121561892001788577' title=''/><author><name>tammie09</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></entry></feed>
