<?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-8641854447939250694</id><updated>2011-09-08T13:30:59.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>+POSTCARDS.FROM.HEAVEN+</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-5567505536021868024</id><published>2011-04-09T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T01:04:19.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7-8 More Months</title><content type='html'>Counting down towards it :) Taking a break after 2 years of work is really a luxury. Then comes the uncertainty of finding a new job, going to school and joining other activities. Still, I'm moving on with a renewed attitude. 加油！ He's always up there watching over His flock. I know He is. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-5567505536021868024?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5567505536021868024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2011/04/7-8-more-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/5567505536021868024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/5567505536021868024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2011/04/7-8-more-months.html' title='7-8 More Months'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-3947387494035233448</id><published>2010-12-12T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T03:36:26.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XiuZhen Birthday</title><content type='html'>It's xiuzhen's birthday celebration yesterday! Really love this girl as my sista and ex-shepherd, leader..although we seldom meet, but each time we meet, we would have our lives to share about. Yesterday, Abi and Chenwei gave xiuzhen a surprise and a surprise gift - Dino (the new soft toy) and drove us to marina barrage for night shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brightly lit kites, the breeze, the view, the time spent, the lives transpired and shared - unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply dope. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-3947387494035233448?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3947387494035233448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/12/xiuzhen-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/3947387494035233448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/3947387494035233448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/12/xiuzhen-birthday.html' title='XiuZhen Birthday'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-2078844640019765788</id><published>2010-12-12T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T03:06:47.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidental</title><content type='html'>I made an accidental new bloggie today..thought I couldn't use my hotmail to sign in as it keeps prompting me to sign in using my gmail account, frustrating~Wanted to find an outlet, couldn't stand certain things that happened. Well, I guess no use thinking about it now. That person is just how it is, character and such, just have to bear with it. Don't wanna think about it and I just wanna get away soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For certain points in time, I'd get so angry, I wished the person would get the hell out of my life. We can get angry and forgive for the stupidest reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At certain times, I did both. Perhaps I'm the stupid one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-2078844640019765788?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2078844640019765788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/12/accidental.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/2078844640019765788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/2078844640019765788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/12/accidental.html' title='Accidental'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-5094473161122039136</id><published>2010-07-11T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:19:09.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it made me wonder what would turn out if I had made a different choice. If I were to smile instead of frown, embrace instead of walk away. At the edge of crossroads, it just takes a step to decide who you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you just make a mistake in the choice that you have made. And once again you are stuck between whether to give it all up or just press on and try your best to do what you can to rectify the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude + mindset = Choices made or actions taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God watches over His flock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-5094473161122039136?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5094473161122039136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/07/choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/5094473161122039136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/5094473161122039136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/07/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-634642516249773025</id><published>2010-07-10T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T10:31:42.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>坚强</title><content type='html'>工作的坚强 - 要一直不断提高自己的知识和尝试，遇到挫折也不许气馁。如果问题因自己而起，更不能放弃。再郁闷也要做下去，因为问题要自己解决。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;态度和观念的坚强 - 清楚懂得自己要什么，要做什么而得到要的结果。中途不能放弃，做到自己无怨无悔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活的坚强 - 不能一直不动。但要有足够玩乐的时间 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活到了这里，我从来没有后悔过做出的决定。除了一些吧，但我不记得。从中学毕业的时候到选择进NAFA，病时要对自己的身体做怎样的治疗，不断练习画画，到现在这份工作，都没有后悔。只偶尔觉得累， 想中途放弃。我现在写这个，是要鼓励我自己。有时觉得太累了，觉得不想再奋斗时，看到这篇，我会继续的加油。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油加油刘玉鈴！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-634642516249773025?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/634642516249773025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/634642516249773025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/634642516249773025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='坚强'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-7320971209576101428</id><published>2010-07-08T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T22:03:18.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leap?</title><content type='html'>I'm always being told or constantly physcho-ing myself to go forth and do what should be done. It's a simple thing but yet I worried too much, pondered too much, calculated too much. Everything is thought but yet nothing much seems to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候如果想法或观念太执着，会想太多，考虑太多。最后只能默默地等待。现在做工了，责任当然要自己扛。出错了，要挨骂。有时做工做的太累， 想找人诉苦也难，他人也有自己的烦恼，所以只能往肚子里面吞。时常遇到想K死的烦恼顾客，也只能忍气吞声。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇到问题要冷静多一点。要长大多一点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;答案真的要靠自己寻找。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings Plan :&lt;br /&gt;1. DSLR&lt;br /&gt;2. Trip to stay in Korea for 3-6 months (learn dancing, see BIGBANG *faves*, collab with local artists)&lt;br /&gt;3. Studying in Vienna in the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油加油！！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-7320971209576101428?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7320971209576101428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/07/leap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/7320971209576101428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/7320971209576101428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2010/07/leap.html' title='Leap?'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-7737537086843719479</id><published>2010-02-01T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:54:21.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Almighty ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Under construction and starting soon :) Really wanna make this work with my K.A.N.A.S.A.I partner (you know, you know). Had a long long talk with her and I'm glad that we are more open to sharing with each other about our thoughts and directions that we want to head to and achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friends, if you want anything, let me know. I'll give you 友情价. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Learning every step of the way with You.&lt;br /&gt;Never ever make me grow up without You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made with love : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.missalmighty.com/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-7737537086843719479?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-8221930823642956113</id><published>2009-11-27T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:57:05.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Prince ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b33d3e920b750438" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/coffee-prince.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/8221930823642956113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/8221930823642956113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/coffee-prince.html' title='Coffee Prince ♥'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-8442684866057878743</id><published>2009-11-14T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:49:40.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave it All behind</title><content type='html'>Pale blue skies&lt;br /&gt;Green green grass&lt;br /&gt;That hint of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Red roses&lt;br /&gt;and violets too&lt;br /&gt;Just me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said my goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;held your hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;Looked into your beautiful eyes&lt;br /&gt;So hard to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a flicker of candle&lt;br /&gt;Warm yet fragile&lt;br /&gt;For a life so small&lt;br /&gt;But you gave your all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly&lt;br /&gt;I just wished&lt;br /&gt;to see that pale blue skies&lt;br /&gt;green green grass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That hint of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;red roses&lt;br /&gt;and violets too&lt;br /&gt;Just me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to my dear friend, Carine and her mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-8442684866057878743?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8442684866057878743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/leave-it-all-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/8442684866057878743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/8442684866057878743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/11/leave-it-all-behind.html' title='Leave it All behind'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-7109199950089953179</id><published>2009-10-21T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:11:55.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's always still</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Where some parts of the world crumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Where people can tangibly hold their agony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Some parts of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lies smaller corners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Where our existence lay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Small but significant nonetheless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Trying our utter best to do what we can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With what we have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And even if we don't have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It seems worth the embarrassment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;For the silliness of the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Later to be a memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sometimes, we felt like throwing in the towel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Other times in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bereaved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Discouraged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You never seem far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Though intangible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Though invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You never tumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You never fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And You never fail to comfort those in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No matter what happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Your Grace is never far from where You won't be able to reach us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I Love You, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Never make me grow up without You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-7109199950089953179?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7109199950089953179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-god-this-is-day-where-some-part-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/7109199950089953179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/7109199950089953179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-god-this-is-day-where-some-part-of.html' title='He&apos;s always still'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-2538508238728833135</id><published>2009-09-28T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:17:59.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Ahma, this is jiejie, this is me...this is weiwei. Do you recognise? Weiwei became fatter."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"This boy just finished doing army?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"No Ahma. This is Weiwei ar. You remember?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just tried not to cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Yokeling ar, I want to go home quickly."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Ahma, just wait for 2 more days. Wait for your report to be out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Ok. Yokeling ar, I want to go home quickly. My hand very pain."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ahma, I promise there's no more tubes and injections when we get home. We'll eat bananas together and watch the television. I'll promise to hold your hand until you fall asleep, like how we hold hands in the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Feeling powerless and seeing your loved ones suffer in pain is absolutely the worst feeling in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And I dread it the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Things are not so good at home either. I wish for everything to stop. But it won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Time to grow up. I now view things in a different perspective. When everything doesn't go well for you, how would you react? How would you face it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm happy but I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I tried but I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm seeing it but I can't do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm feeling helpless and upset. I admit it. I can't put on a mask all the time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;People are not so perfect and strong all the time. They have their vulnerable sides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And losing a loved one is the worst of the worst feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-2538508238728833135?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2538508238728833135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-so-perfect.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/2538508238728833135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/2538508238728833135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-so-perfect.html' title='Not so perfect'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-6441864535854120781</id><published>2009-09-23T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T09:13:49.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Grandma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I've got so many stories to tell you, so many things to chat with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even simple things like just asking "How are you?", "Have you eaten?", "The weather is very hot today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Just visiting you, sitting by your bedside and watching that small television at that little corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Patting the stray cat that Aunt just adopted and watching you stroke it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Telling me stories of the past during your kampong days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But as days go by, your body became frail and weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Your eyesight is blurred one side and you became bed-ridden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's not all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Your money-grubbing children plot of how to have a share in your inheritence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How to coax you out of what they want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Never sparing a thought of how you felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You just gave in; knowingly but willingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's not all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Your condition worsens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You struggle to get by everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And finally dementia starts to take it's course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One moment you forget totally who we are, the other you have to think hard to remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Otherwise you zonk out; totally spaced out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Your weak body just slumped on the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One foot into the grave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am nothing but helpless. Only praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God please help her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-6441864535854120781?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6441864535854120781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/6441864535854120781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/6441864535854120781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/grandma.html' title='Grandma'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-5342867676124421347</id><published>2009-09-21T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T10:26:19.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What If?</title><content type='html'>"What if fear doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;The child would not have to lie to his mum.&lt;br /&gt;The girl would not cry for the guy.&lt;br /&gt;The man would not look out the window wondering how to feed his family for the next half year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the world contains no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;The singer would not sit and write that sad song.&lt;br /&gt;The wife would not sniff out her husband's coat.&lt;br /&gt;The old grandma would not frown in her seat on Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if there is no greed among us.&lt;br /&gt;The businessman would not have to sell his house.&lt;br /&gt;The young lad would be contented being just a friend.&lt;br /&gt;The domestic helper would not have to return to her country in shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would the child learn that lying is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;How would the girl know of a greater love.&lt;br /&gt;How would the man realize that everyday, they are being fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singer wouldn't know how to tie emotions with skills.&lt;br /&gt;The wife could still be ignoring her husband.&lt;br /&gt;Grandma could be sitting at home wondering when her world will end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The businessman wouldn't be free enough to be with his children.&lt;br /&gt;That lad wouldn't understand love.&lt;br /&gt;The helper would have to wait two years to see her family again......if all this hadn't happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd promise you wings to fly, but how would you ever learn to run." -adapted from a friend's blog entry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many obstacles in life that contains the doubt of 'what if'. At times, we would be too angry with ourselves for just trying too hard or not even trying at all. All in all, we'll somehow just end up in exhaustion. It happens to everyone including me. Too many thoughts, too many plans, too disorganised, etc etc especially now that I'm fully independent and am a working adult already. Somehow, I just feel that I'm half dumped into a vast ocean. Maybe three-quarts in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surrender. And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm grateful for You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-5342867676124421347?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5342867676124421347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/5342867676124421347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/5342867676124421347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-if.html' title='What If?'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-7855278202694470539</id><published>2009-07-27T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:52:53.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>崇拜</title><content type='html'>"你的姿態　你的青睞 &lt;br /&gt;我存在在你的存在 &lt;br /&gt;你以為愛　就是被愛 &lt;br /&gt;你揮霍了我的崇拜 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我活了　我愛了　我都不管了 &lt;br /&gt;心愛到瘋了　恨到算了　就好了 &lt;br /&gt;可能的　可以的　真的可惜了 &lt;br /&gt;幸福好不容易　怎麼你卻不敢了呢 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我還以為我們能　不同於別人 &lt;br /&gt;我還以為不可能的　不會不可能 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;風箏有風　海豚有海 &lt;br /&gt;我存在在我的存在 &lt;br /&gt;所以明白　所以離開 &lt;br /&gt;所以不再為愛而愛 &lt;br /&gt;自己存在　在你之外"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;令人流淚的歌一定要再三看再三聽，直至看到聽到不再流淚感到麻目 那一刻開始，人才會開始真正面對那個受傷害的自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you felt so upset that you feel that life becomes meaningless and numb? Not being emo, but just a thought that it's just a choice how you want to live your life and face the hurts that come your way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-7855278202694470539?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/7855278202694470539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/7855278202694470539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/7855278202694470539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='崇拜'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-5245623738610998196</id><published>2009-05-31T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:38:55.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation!</title><content type='html'>It's over =)&lt;br /&gt;3 years of study just ended. Everything that we've been through: laughter, joy, sorrow, despair, anger, friendships made and broken, lecturers constant nagging etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A new chapter in life begins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I found an interesting article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny truths about life in small, small Singapore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Night- sleep with aircon, Day- bathe with heater on&lt;br /&gt;2.Day- Cannot wake up, Night- Cannot sleep&lt;br /&gt;3.Cigarettes- Convenient to buy, not convenient to smoke&lt;br /&gt;4.Chewing Gum- Can chew, cannot buy (restricted to buying)&lt;br /&gt;5.Private Cars- Cheaper and cheaper to buy, more and more expensive to maintain&lt;br /&gt;6.Education- Teachers are teaching less but expecting students to learn more&lt;br /&gt;7.High tech babaric Singaporeans- Know how to use state-of-the-art equipments but don't know how to use a simple dustbin of toilet properly&lt;br /&gt;8.Translation is needed between Singapore Chinese and Mainland Chinese&lt;br /&gt;9.Singaporeans don't like to vote but like to complain&lt;br /&gt;10.Half of the Singaporeans rush to buy Hello Kitty, but the other half rush to kill and abuse stray cats&lt;br /&gt;11.Public Bus- Half the crowd squeeze in the front section of the bus, the second section is for carrying ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Singaporean but not all the above applies to me-_-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, really thank and appreciate lots to all friends =) lublub!&lt;br /&gt;Have to find job soon. But that's just part en parcel of life. What's gonna happen next? I don't have a clue. No matter how foolproof my life plan seems to be there's just loopholes that I cannot fathom. No matter how much I want things to go my way, it simply isn't perfect. And no matter how hard I pray at times, the prayer isn't always answered. Just like the article above, it doesn't accurately define our personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know as You said: &lt;em&gt;To all perfection I see a limit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am greatful the One Above is looking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-5245623738610998196?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5245623738610998196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/5245623738610998196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/5245623738610998196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation!'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-751776316038583921</id><published>2009-05-15T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:54:54.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally assessment's over! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went out with carol, liu chang, carmen and sushi to kbox on thurs. Sang all the way from 7plus till 1plus...we went absolutely crazy. Can't help but feel more relieved that assessment's over. Although the comments made by the external assessor is rather worrying, I just hope for nothing but to pass. Hope to work, save and go overseas study or backpack~ Then today went to sec school gathering. Although just part of us came, but I enjoyed myself. Still get to hear updates from them about their lives. After  that still went with mingwei, zhijun, leslie and gabriel to meet gary. Went to have supper at bedok. Just drinking the milo makes me very full~~it's so thick and sweet. And the more I talked to leslie, the more lame I find him. Omg and I even use the wrong words...so it's &lt;em&gt;yue miao yue hei&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, just can't wait for the weekends. Got church where I can just relax myself and guitar on this sunday. And Lao Mic's coming for dinner=)) lublub~~ Next week is also very packed: Mon-movies, tue-ikea trip, wed-grad show meeting, fri-bbq and overnight at rudy's place=), sat-church and sun-guitar. Oh my...I'm soooo going broke. Crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All in all, I just wanna rest in You. Nobody else makes me feel more comforted than You.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-751776316038583921?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/751776316038583921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/751776316038583921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/751776316038583921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy.html' title='Happy=)'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-6250755704829719184</id><published>2009-04-16T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:25:53.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Really a day of randomness...randomly go to walk around with xibing and linda after lesson, randomly just go to orchard and randomly just picked a movie to watch. And the movie has a random ending-_-'''' But I enjoyed the day talking and spending time with them...heee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S to bingbing: it's the future of the bunnyland. you'll be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very very&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Felt much relief after stage 2 assessment. And to add, it's the longest assessment I've been to. From 3pm to 11pm, which means we waited for &lt;strong&gt;8 hours&lt;/strong&gt; for the assessment and meatball's so frustrated to the point that she don't bother to hit things around anymore. Ahh...still have PP and flash to do...so tired-_-'''' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Really it's a miracle that I managed to survive this assessment....I've been sick, having flu and cough all the way while mugging for fyp. And worst of all, I keep sleeping and sleeping until I feel so afraid that I couldn't finish everything on time. My mum's worried because at one point I kept coughing so badly till I nearly vomitted on the mock up I was doing. And it's even more ironic that she passed me a wet market plastic bag which made me feel more nauseous. To top it all, I was doing the mockup on the morning of my assessment. Which means if I puked on it, I'm seriously a goner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But I survived :) Thank you God. And thanks mum for the many different herbal teas that you made for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 more weeks and graduating soon~~nafa friends, jiayou jiayou wor!!! haha...shall look forward to going out with nafa cliques and having bbq with class :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In You I put my trust, to all perfection I see a limit and Your faithfulness endures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-6250755704829719184?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6250755704829719184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/6250755704829719184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/6250755704829719184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/04/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-2575452759716796228</id><published>2009-03-22T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:14:40.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you don't have it, you crave for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you do, you crave even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Even less. Or for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then you tear yourself away from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only to find yourself ponder even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Seeing cow's blog reminds me of my granny too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Granny just wait for me and those that really care for you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feels much liberation after just letting go of certain hurting things, certain misunderstandings, certain very unhappy incidents. Seriously, I do bear no grudge neither is the burden and questioning for me to bear alone. In fact, I'm not alone=) Really there's no hard feelings. But I do get upset at the mention of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just that letting go takes time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm contented with the way things are now=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do really cherish and appreciate the people around me. Thank you ahma, mama, cow=) And the friends around who truly cared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-2575452759716796228?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/2575452759716796228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/liberation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/2575452759716796228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/2575452759716796228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/liberation.html' title='Liberation'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-47187693357602099</id><published>2009-03-03T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:34:12.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Simply Blissful :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Met up with mother, ahma, ting and cow for dinner at aji-tei~ Laughed, talked, joked with them; really appreciate them in my life. Few years down the road and we might gather again, having a nostalgic scene; this time a wider view of things but the same joy and trust when we shared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1lAo3ycII/AAAAAAAAACo/bzeMMQ9i2B8/s1600-h/insanetrio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309010597385498754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1lAo3ycII/AAAAAAAAACo/bzeMMQ9i2B8/s320/insanetrio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1lY6ikWbI/AAAAAAAAACw/qA16sde9OmU/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309011014445193650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1lY6ikWbI/AAAAAAAAACw/qA16sde9OmU/s320/lala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1lpzrNVaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AYdaBqHT6g0/s1600-h/ting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309011304660161954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1lpzrNVaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AYdaBqHT6g0/s320/ting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1l223z3GI/AAAAAAAAADA/k8ktiB09oYo/s1600-h/pudding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309011528856624226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1l223z3GI/AAAAAAAAADA/k8ktiB09oYo/s320/pudding1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1mP4z3N4I/AAAAAAAAADI/JaFv9BrzMYc/s1600-h/icecream2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309011958873667458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1mP4z3N4I/AAAAAAAAADI/JaFv9BrzMYc/s320/icecream2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1mbRDrymI/AAAAAAAAADQ/eZLmG4sIVIo/s1600-h/icecream1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309012154361039458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1mbRDrymI/AAAAAAAAADQ/eZLmG4sIVIo/s320/icecream1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We are just insane~ And ting's playing with the chopsticks and teabag because there's NO string at all attach to the teabag, cow's teabag keep sinking to the bottom. Mother attempted to eat the milk pudding in one mouth. The salty red bean isn't meant to be on the pudding but it was there to look like 'something' significant to the SM partners. After the dessert, I was made to drink 'ovaltine green tea'. Thanks to SOMEONE's ovaltine sweet. Ahma now has 2 soft toys that we could squeeze when we stay over at her house chiong assessment :) Heh~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Want to follow ting's random quotes: Hello stranger, follow the rabbits :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-47187693357602099?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/47187693357602099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-simply-blissful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/47187693357602099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/47187693357602099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-simply-blissful.html' title='Just Simply Blissful :)'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><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/_SIKwbhmideU/Sa1lAo3ycII/AAAAAAAAACo/bzeMMQ9i2B8/s72-c/insanetrio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-8732200911583936245</id><published>2009-02-21T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:02:39.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How many times does opportunity knock at your door?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's all about persperctives, really. No biggie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If I loosen up, God would probably lead me to a better plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, he would. Or not? What's the worst it can get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Regret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unfulfilled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A fish out of water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've BEEN a fish out of water, yet survived. No biggie. I've survived no matter how bad it got. Could be better, yet couldn't have imagined how different it could be. Guess that was the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Been rather tired with fyp. I just wanna hibernate after all the drama. It's really difficult to see the infinite possibilities through a miserably minute window about the events God's gonna do in my life. Just gonna trust Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;After all, it's still about perspectives, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Psalms 139. I find rest in you for the many many discontentments I face. Thank you=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-8732200911583936245?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8732200911583936245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-many-times-does-opportunity-knock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/8732200911583936245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/8732200911583936245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-many-times-does-opportunity-knock.html' title='How many times does opportunity knock at your door?'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-515555960129524037</id><published>2009-02-13T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T23:50:20.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally have time to update my blog...Phew...the past few weeks I have been either too busy or lazy to update at all. Yesterday just went out with my cliques to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shokudo&lt;/span&gt; to have our dinner and celebrate valentines=) We're so stressed up by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FYP&lt;/span&gt;...needed some time off to relax our minds. Notice we're all wearing black~haha...Cam's idea of all of us wearing black. We are the black parade~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZgVaeDOII/AAAAAAAAACA/QKVguU_hOZY/s1600-h/P1010196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302531532274219138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZgVaeDOII/AAAAAAAAACA/QKVguU_hOZY/s320/P1010196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZfzolCF0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/D2BJbwxMji8/s1600-h/P1010199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302530951946049346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZfzolCF0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/D2BJbwxMji8/s320/P1010199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZeZoPXr5I/AAAAAAAAABo/3e43rZirzC4/s1600-h/P1010192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302529405666963346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZeZoPXr5I/AAAAAAAAABo/3e43rZirzC4/s320/P1010192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZfLEadRhI/AAAAAAAAABw/HR-z2nqKVMw/s1600-h/P1010193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302530255043249682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZfLEadRhI/AAAAAAAAABw/HR-z2nqKVMw/s320/P1010193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All our act cute faces..hahaha...sheila and yuan's not here because they were at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LWM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when we took the shot and they later joined us. Yuan's gonna be a hot hot babe soon. Cam's off dating with her boyfriend~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZiJp--sTI/AAAAAAAAACI/J5ZuL4aNnaw/s1600-h/P1010204.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302533529303691570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZiJp--sTI/AAAAAAAAACI/J5ZuL4aNnaw/s320/P1010204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZiwtJWmyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_3gR0IH-Ax4/s1600-h/P1010206.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302534200167406370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZiwtJWmyI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_3gR0IH-Ax4/s320/P1010206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZjpZJWnyI/AAAAAAAAACY/9uw2iRd1e7o/s1600-h/P1010207.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302535174051241762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZjpZJWnyI/AAAAAAAAACY/9uw2iRd1e7o/s320/P1010207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZkc3AcoAI/AAAAAAAAACg/LNmUrO0aVc8/s1600-h/P1010205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302536058240278530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZkc3AcoAI/AAAAAAAAACg/LNmUrO0aVc8/s320/P1010205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From the top: Yuan and her choco gift; the wrapper has these words on it...hahaha, Cow aka sheila and her stuffed rose, Ahma aka Limin and her cute turtle (can light up wor~~~), Cam and her heart locket keychain=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Love them lots=) Thanks for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-515555960129524037?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/515555960129524037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/515555960129524037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/515555960129524037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines.html' title='Happy Valentines!'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><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/_SIKwbhmideU/SZZgVaeDOII/AAAAAAAAACA/QKVguU_hOZY/s72-c/P1010196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8641854447939250694.post-4360807909051594272</id><published>2009-01-17T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:36:43.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back at 2008 ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;New year with new post=) Really miss my older post because it contains so much memories! Memories that I shared between my cliques and friends...such happiness that I shared between them can never be bought~ I really cherish and appreciate them in my life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lublub them lots&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8641854447939250694-4360807909051594272?l=postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/feeds/4360807909051594272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-back-at-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/4360807909051594272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8641854447939250694/posts/default/4360807909051594272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://postcards-from-heaven.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-back-at-2008.html' title='Looking back at 2008 ♥'/><author><name>ruthlow</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07046719873220752501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
