<?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-6827321615299359879</id><updated>2011-10-26T14:03:30.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intricacies Of Life</title><subtitle type='html'>The beauty of life is in the details.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8316122683139295051</id><published>2010-10-20T03:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:06:53.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;White manes of horses galloping hard upon the sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;As breakers roar, a testimony to His mighty Hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Bright hot sun slowly setting ignites the sky with fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;A masterpiece of art, above waters a brilliant sapphire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;In the vastness of space, He calls each star by name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;From the greatest giants, right down to the tiniest flame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Standing on the highest peak, at the top of the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Watching in wonder as misty vessels their sails unfurl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Bathed in glorious sunlight, amidst a sprawling grassland,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Clouds forming shapes beyond the imagination of men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;As the wind races and toys and flirts with the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Don’t you just sometimes wish so, that you could fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;So come, look and see, the creation of the Almighty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Come discover and know how infinitely loving is He,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;For if He looks so tenderly after the birds of the air,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;How much more precious to Him is your every care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;In His Majesty's Sacred Service,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="line-height: 115%;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Jeremy Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8316122683139295051?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8316122683139295051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8316122683139295051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8316122683139295051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8316122683139295051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2010/10/beauty.html' title='Beauty'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-2886493901660745956</id><published>2009-08-19T10:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:38:38.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotherly Affection</title><content type='html'>It just struck me. Culture today has dictated us to such a degree, made us so afraid of being labeled gay or homosexual, that we can't even express affection between two guys anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony is that all these people who label are the more insecure ones I think. It takes a guy, fully rooted in his sense of identity and masculinity to be able to say "I love you" to another guy. Why? It's just sad. Nowadays, the first association we hear when we hear that from a guy is that they're gay. It's just idiotic and shows the mindset of the world today. I'm not knocking homosexuals, just that perhaps a lot of guys have lost that ability to express brotherly affection in a thoroughly appropriate and biblical sense. I mean, even the great apostle Paul called Timothy his dearly beloved son. (KJV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened? Can two guys no longer be good friends, sharing lives without being labeled homosexual? Must it always be about sexual orientation? Perhaps that is the contribution to the decline in culture. The politically correct has replaced the morally righteous to such a degree that we're more afraid of what others think then about doing what the Bible commands: To love one another as you love yourself. This applies to both girls AND guys, to the complementary as well as the same gender.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-2886493901660745956?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/2886493901660745956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=2886493901660745956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2886493901660745956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2886493901660745956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2009/08/brotherly-affection.html' title='Brotherly Affection'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5194444911903538618</id><published>2009-06-29T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:26:38.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Clarion Call</title><content type='html'>What is a clarion call? A clarion is a medievel trumpet used to issue a summons. And so a clarion call can be defined as a powerful request to action or an irresistable mandate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what is our clarion call? What is it that we are supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thought that just struck me just now was this:&lt;br /&gt;Many people think that the Christian's clarion call is the great commission. Now, I'm not disputing the fact that indeed, this is very important. But looking at the larger picture of Matthew, this struck me - the Great Commission takes up two verses. Matthew 28: 19-20. But the entire book of Matthew is concerned with the story of Jesus, He who gave up everything, bliss, paradise, to walk on Earth and learn the story and the sad tale of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it not be so that the clarion call of not only the book of Matthew but the entire Bible is this: Come, come, come to Jesus, come to the Father, learn about Him, spend time with Him, know Him intimately as He knows us? As children, whenever we're scared or afraid or just sad, we run to papa or mama, our parents, because we know instinctively that they will protect us, shelter us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isit then that in our storms of life, we run everywhere but to our Daddy in Heaven? He who has promised never to leave nor forsake us and we turn to fallible humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also not saying that humans are useless in this case, but that through humans, God chooses to work and execute His plan. When we rely too much on people, then the true problems begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Can you hear the clarion call resounding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;- Matthew 28: 20b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5194444911903538618?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5194444911903538618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5194444911903538618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5194444911903538618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5194444911903538618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2009/06/clarion-call.html' title='A Clarion Call'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3882088591366820092</id><published>2009-05-05T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:11:59.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace &amp; Mercy</title><content type='html'>Grace: Getting something we do not deserve.&lt;br&gt;Mercy: Not getting something we do deserve.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;In His Majesty&amp;#39;s Sacred Service,&lt;br&gt;Jeremy &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3882088591366820092?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3882088591366820092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3882088591366820092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3882088591366820092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3882088591366820092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2009/05/grace-mercy.html' title='Grace &amp; Mercy'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8981246030234980880</id><published>2009-04-22T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T13:02:10.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradox</title><content type='html'>To see a world in a grain of sand,&lt;br&gt;And a heaven in a wildflower,&lt;br&gt;Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,&lt;br&gt;And eternity in an hour.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;In His Majesty&amp;#39;s Sacred Service,&lt;br&gt;Jeremy &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8981246030234980880?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8981246030234980880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8981246030234980880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8981246030234980880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8981246030234980880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2009/04/paradox.html' title='Paradox'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-392782312234929773</id><published>2009-04-20T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T20:36:34.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Jealous God</title><content type='html'>Imagine this scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(Assuming you're a guy, if you're not, imagine) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your girlfriend (Yes, I do mean THE SPECIAL girlfriend) is next to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You just met up with one of your other friends who so happens to be a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; And you tell your friend that you love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Whether in joke or for real doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what do you think would happen? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ka-boom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same way, our God is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;jealous&lt;/span&gt; God.&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly how He feels when we worship other things before Him.&lt;br /&gt;When we put other things first.  &lt;br /&gt;When instead of seeking Him and His righteousness first, we run after material things.&lt;br /&gt;We say to other things beside God that we love them first.&lt;br /&gt;And that God can take a second place or even lower down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't grieve the Holy Spirit, don't grieve Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;He's already making intercession on our behalf, why add to His load?&lt;br /&gt;Not by our strength, not by our power, only by our Daddy in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I'm still learning as well.&lt;br /&gt;Full credit for the analogy goes to Derick Marenga. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;                                                                             &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Isaiah 43&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" id="en-NIV-18507" class="versenum" value="1"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; But now, this is what the LORD says— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;        he who created you, O Jacob, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;       he who formed you, O Israel: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;       "Fear not, for I have redeemed you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;       I have summoned you by name; you are mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" id="en-NIV-18508" class="versenum" value="2"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; When you pass through the waters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;        I will be with you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;       and when you pass through the rivers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;       they will not sweep over you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;       When you walk through the fire, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;       you will not be burned; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;       the flames will not set you ablaze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;                                                                  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;II Corinthians 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="en-NIV-29016" class="versenum" value="9"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;for my power is made perfect in weakness." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;so that Christ's power may rest on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" id="en-NIV-29017" class="versenum" value="10"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;For when I am weak, then I am strong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;In His Majesty's Sacred Service,&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-392782312234929773?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/392782312234929773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=392782312234929773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/392782312234929773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/392782312234929773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2009/04/jealous-god.html' title='A Jealous God'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8964180982339997375</id><published>2009-04-17T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T16:38:07.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalizing Times</title><content type='html'>Gosh, it has been such a long long time since I&amp;#39;ve updated my blog. Haha, yes, it&amp;#39;s mostly officially dead, I kinda lost the blogging fever I guess. It&amp;#39;s interesting but currently prefer to write in my journal and I can then keep some things private without having to check everything I type and make it cryptic. It&amp;#39;s the end end end of HMC! I&amp;#39;m officially done with my Pre-U and yay! Next will be degree, and I think I&amp;#39;ll be starting in May. Just had a great time getting to know my big sisters&amp;#39; and other friends. Gosh, college really is way different and I actually thank God that I&amp;#39;m here. Haha, more next time. Ciao.&lt;br clear="all"&gt; &lt;br&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;In His Majesty&amp;#39;s Sacred Service,&lt;br&gt;Jeremy &lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8964180982339997375?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8964180982339997375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8964180982339997375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8964180982339997375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8964180982339997375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2009/04/finalizing-times.html' title='Finalizing Times'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5156815309620683755</id><published>2009-02-18T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T00:02:44.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Is Ever Easy a.k.a. You Can't Please Everybody</title><content type='html'>Well do I know that statement indeed. Aihz, when you try pleasing everybody, you usually end up pleasing nobody at all including yourself. Ohhhhhhh well, everything in good time. I just wish I could somehow solve all the problems and conflicts that we're all facing. Furthermore, solve all these with the least amount of trouble and pain and hurt if preferable. Feel like running away again, but that isn't even an option anymore. It never was I guess, what I feel like and what I would actually do is two totally different things. It just isn't in me to run. Part of my problem I guess, I face it full head-on. Just wanna get away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adonai, hosanna maranatha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5156815309620683755?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5156815309620683755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5156815309620683755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5156815309620683755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5156815309620683755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-is-ever-easy-aka-you-cant.html' title='Nothing Is Ever Easy a.k.a. You Can&apos;t Please Everybody'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-9005026274338665172</id><published>2009-02-10T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:24:25.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is God and I am not.</title><content type='html'>Whee, time and time again, God simply amazes me with His amazing grace and goodness, mercy, compassion and love. I guess many of the things that have happened, you could call them coincidences or whatever but I don't believe so. Hmm, how good it is indeed to give thanks unto the Lord, for all He has done and for every blessing He has showered upon me and those I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's the second month of 2009 already, how time flies indeed. Been facebooking a lot I guess, that's mostly why this blog is kinda dead. But I hereby revive it! Mwahahahaa! Haha. This is gonna be a simple update and a thank God list I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second month of my last semester in HMC and midterms are coming, assignments are starting up and everything is swinging into full gear. Surprisingly, still not that many activities going on yet, or maybe I'm just not as involved as I used to be. Been spending a lot of time in CF and with my two big jie jies. Also considering some serious decisions abt the CF and whether my priorities are really right. God's been using the last few months to seriously teach me a lot of things that I needed to relearn and some new things that I need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I notice that I have changed to a certain degree, I feel a lot slower, maybe it's the lack of sleep. But heyyy, I guess it'll work out according to His plan. Hmm, though I really do need to set my priorities right, it's been something that He's been trying to knock into my head for quite some time already. God, use bigger hammer please. That's a fundamental lesson I need to get right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another random note, I've been appointed the camp commandant of HUC's CF Camp 2009. AAAHHHhhhHHHHHhhhhHHHH~!!!! Here we go again. I thought F5 was bad enough, hopefully this won't be a repeat experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all, ladies and gentlemen. On a side note, church warns that once touched kena bakar'd for a very long time, so please don't even think abt looking at porn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-9005026274338665172?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/9005026274338665172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=9005026274338665172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/9005026274338665172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/9005026274338665172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2009/02/god-is-god-and-i-am-not.html' title='God is God and I am not.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5295523429860310007</id><published>2008-12-23T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T20:21:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Penang</title><content type='html'>Whewwww, it's been a loooong time since I've updated this blog. It's almost dead and it shall now be revived! Muahahahahahaha.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just got back from Penang on Sunday and the ironic thing is that I fell sick as soon as I arrived home, spent all of Monday in bed and today went to the doctor as I somehow managed to contract conjunctivitis.. Irony indeed.. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penang oh Penang, it was awesome! Crashed at Joycelyn Ch'ng's house for four days and had a blast! The food, so much much good food. I'm spoilt, to quote Carol, how to ever look at KL food after eating there. Wowzers. Haha. When they say there ain't no food like Penang food, believe them. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the best part for me wasn't just the food and the quality fellowship or the super cool mocha I made myself or the waffles or the Penang chendul (yes, it was spelt that way). While it was all awesome, I enjoyed having the opportunity to live with siblings for four days. I mean being an only child, it's indeed a novel experience to have to share a house with so many other people even if it's only for a short time. It's just not the same even in camps. It was an awesome time. Did a lot of shopping, a lot of singing and of course, a lot of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing I learnt about Penang? It's Penang! It's near impossible to get lost, there are multiple roads everywhere unlike KL and the drivers there are just as bad. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;P.S. Carol: WHY LA U.S.?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5295523429860310007?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5295523429860310007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5295523429860310007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5295523429860310007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5295523429860310007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-penang.html' title='It&apos;s Penang'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3094219121549418226</id><published>2008-11-17T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:40:20.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>I find I can love unreservedly when it is my friends or my family.&lt;br /&gt;But I find it difficult to open up to the type of love that leaves me vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;I find it difficult to love in the way that they want.&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't know how it feels, and so I am lost.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say it and I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, I need Your guidance, as I always have and as I always will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3094219121549418226?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3094219121549418226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3094219121549418226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3094219121549418226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3094219121549418226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-980559746886140723</id><published>2008-11-13T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:47:08.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible-ness</title><content type='html'>This guitar playing thing isn't working. Stupid flats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-980559746886140723?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/980559746886140723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=980559746886140723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/980559746886140723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/980559746886140723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/11/horrible-ness.html' title='Horrible-ness'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-7973499210515392411</id><published>2008-11-10T21:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T21:30:31.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Never Rains</title><content type='html'>That is true, it never &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;rains&lt;/span&gt; but it &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;pours&lt;/span&gt;. Metaphorically of course. This second semester has been a semester of one &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bombshell&lt;/span&gt; after another that just keeps getting thrown into the loop to keep things interesting. Just when I thought I could &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt; a little since most of my major assignments are done, I now find I have another 4 or 5 mini assignments that are gonna take up a lot of time to do. Add to that 3 presentations AND I have to give a speech at the annual ball &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;(Joshua Yap Han Min, you are gonna kena for this one)&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thus starts the major recipe for potential disasters, sleepless nights and stress-outs. Blargghh! This has indeed been a fun semester of everything happening at once and getting me used to the college routine of long hours in front of the computer and last-minute stresses. I think I grew a lot more white hair this semester. Pretty colours. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random quote: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;To err is human. To forgive is unusual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I refuse to have a battle of wits with an unarmed opponent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7973499210515392411?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7973499210515392411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7973499210515392411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7973499210515392411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7973499210515392411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-never-rains.html' title='It Never Rains'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5961151892052234963</id><published>2008-11-09T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:18:24.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Quotes</title><content type='html'>A typical Friday CG meeting usually results in a lot of fun, and a lot of lameness. Here are some prime examples that had me laughing my head off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;A man who takes both laxatives and sleeping pills will wake up in deep shit. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Man running behind car, get exhaust-ed, man running in front of car, get tire-d.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I tell you, those are LAME! But extremely funny. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a word on anger, as it was a topic of our discussion for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;your &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt;, you've &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;won&lt;/span&gt; half the battle. Then, if you make your opponent &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;angry&lt;/span&gt;, you've &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;won&lt;/span&gt; the other half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be careful with your anger, it is dangerous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5961151892052234963?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5961151892052234963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5961151892052234963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5961151892052234963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5961151892052234963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/11/stupid-quotes.html' title='Stupid Quotes'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-4728338539233034762</id><published>2008-11-04T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:54:18.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner &amp; Enjoyment</title><content type='html'>Haha, had a random outing to William's today with Esmie, Joycelyn, Jun Hao, Alvin and Zion. Yes, it was random because it was so last minute. We were just suddenly like "wanna go?" And I hereby quote Esmeralda and agree with her on this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It is a great pleasure to be in the company of believers and eating together at the mamak stall.&lt;/blockquote&gt;*chuckles* Oh, and both Esmeralda and Joycelyn created a Facebook account for me today. Bleh. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-4728338539233034762?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/4728338539233034762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=4728338539233034762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4728338539233034762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4728338539233034762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/11/dinner-enjoyment.html' title='Dinner &amp; Enjoyment'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-2703029728019643196</id><published>2008-11-01T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:53:59.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfied?</title><content type='html'>Hmm, I seem to be asking a lot of reflective questions lately, wondering about myself and my pursuits, the things that I want, the things I need, the things I believe in and the person I believe in. I guess I'd be lying if I didn't say I want more, I want the best, I want all. But is all really good for me? Haha, there I go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is also as a tribute to my Daddy in Heaven in whom I live and move and have my being. I know I haven't really been exemplifying You lately, and I'm really sorry. I keep promising to do better but I keep failing. It really is true that life is a war of sorts, against my baser instincts, against my selfishness, against the darkness present in me. Everyday is a new battle to withstand temptation, to withstand sin. Somedays I win, somedays I lose. But through it all, I'm learning to trust in You to fight my battles for me, because I do not have enough strength alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I feel like I'm not good enough, when I'm not worthy of living, of being on this earth, that I have failed so miserably that I don't deserve a second chance. But I'm always reminded by Your Word, telling me that You love me and that you are satisfied with me, because You created me exactly the way You wanted me. Lord, never let me forget that. As the saying goes, God makes no trash. Or as C.S. Lewis so elegantly put it: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If God is satisfied with the work, the work may be satisfied with itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I think I'm so good, I exalt myself in my own ways, letting my pride bloom. I realize this is dangerous but I relish the feeling of being good or, dare I say it, excellent. Then again, I'm always taken down a few pegs eventually, it is God's grace that He never lets me fall so hard that I cannot get back up again. A testimony to this was on Thursday, when I had my 40-minute Psychology presentation. Our class started at 2, and at 230, we were still working on our slides and the group report wasn't even printed yet. My entire group was positive that we were dead, the first group was already presenting and our lecturer isn't exactly the compassionate type. I personally was terrified, I didn't want to let my parents down. I prayed. Amazingly, when we finally did go in, we not only allowed to present, we also didn't receive the bombing we were positive we would get. Praise the Lord! I know this isn't a very good testimony but praise the Lord anyway, He knew exactly how much to give. Another lesson to me that I should not procrastinate either I guess. Keep teaching me, Lord, till I learn that lesson. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end with three quote from C.S. Lewis that I find really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"'You come of the Lord Adam and the Lady Eve,' said Aslan. 'And that is both honour enough to erect the head of the poorest beggar, and shame enough to bow the shoulders of the greatest emperor in earth.'"&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;--Prince Caspian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Christ died for men precisely because men are not worth dying for; to make them worth it."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;--The World's Last Night&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Atheism turns out to be too simple. If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning..."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;--Mere Christianity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-2703029728019643196?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/2703029728019643196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=2703029728019643196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2703029728019643196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2703029728019643196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/11/satisfied.html' title='Satisfied?'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8717551116493648584</id><published>2008-10-29T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:58:29.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Do If You Had A Week Left To Live?</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a few minutes off to blog, since my brain is currently running on near empty. Haha, pulling an all-nighter to try and finish my assignments. Have another 6 hours to go till college, hopefully that's enough. Anyway, the title was something my friend made me think about. If you actually had one week to live, what would you do? Rail at the unfairness of it all? Do everything you ever wanted to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking it through, I realized that I would actually thank the Lord, that He gave me that last week to set things right with my family and friends. To be able to tell them just how much I appreciate them. Sometimes, it takes a major event to bring things into perspective. But yea. Just something for you to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I was wondering at, what actually is death? Thanatophobia is the fear of death, but why fear death? Then I realized that it's not so much the fear of death as opposed to what it actually represents. Death is separation, just as God is love. When somebody dies, we mourn, not just because the person is dead but because we are separated from them. Spirit is separated from body, when sin was put to death, sin was separated from humanity. When Jesus died, He was separated from the Father. Chilling thought, to be totally alone, totally isolated. That's what death actually is. Separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, sorry for the morbidity, but in truth, death is not always a bad thing. Every end is a new beginning. Every farewell is a new hello. =] Our hope is in God Almighty after all. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;May the road rise to meet you. May the wind always be at your back.&lt;br /&gt;May the sun shine warm upon your face, the rains fall soft upon your fields and,&lt;br /&gt;until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of his hand. - Irish Blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8717551116493648584?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8717551116493648584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8717551116493648584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8717551116493648584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8717551116493648584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-would-you-do-if-you-had-week-left.html' title='What Would You Do If You Had A Week Left To Live?'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-7307335273376035342</id><published>2008-10-25T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:02:18.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices &amp; Decisions</title><content type='html'>Aihz, today was not one of my better days. Slept at 4 this morning and woke up at 830, got ready to go to the UM library with my Psychology group and they overslept as well, made for a very "interesting" start to the day. Spent the time in UM till 2, where I rushed home then had to rush to church for worship practice, was half an hour late and was so tired notwithstanding the fact that I didn't eat lunch. The worst part of the day was that I had to break a promise I made to my mei mei over a month ago. So much for movie and shopping. Aihz, but that's life I guess. Worship leading tomorrow, gonna finish up assignment now. Blehhh. Somehow words just don't convey how bad these things feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random quote: Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7307335273376035342?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7307335273376035342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7307335273376035342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7307335273376035342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7307335273376035342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/10/choices-decisions.html' title='Choices &amp; Decisions'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-1973992254510025522</id><published>2008-10-23T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:13:57.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Excellent...</title><content type='html'>Haha, this is just to chronicle a model shoot I participated in with my friend. Catherhea has set up a website for both her and I to increase our portfolio and gain experience and this was one of our first projects. She the boss. =] I was just tagging along and enjoying myself. Our model was the lovely Samantha Janalise Tan. Interested in finding out more? Please do come and visit us &lt;a href="http://effulgence-photography.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sample, copyrighted (2008) to Effulgence Photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SQB4DSQNxfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iIXoO8yKxD4/s1600-h/Combo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SQB4DSQNxfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iIXoO8yKxD4/s320/Combo+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260336362603529714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-1973992254510025522?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/1973992254510025522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=1973992254510025522' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1973992254510025522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1973992254510025522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/10/excellent.html' title='...Excellent...'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SQB4DSQNxfI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iIXoO8yKxD4/s72-c/Combo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8899500437391460311</id><published>2008-10-20T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:32:51.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...?</title><content type='html'>I have no idea at all what to post. I tried three times but nothing came. I don't know, inspiration ran away. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;And when your life is tossed and turning,&lt;br /&gt;And you are on the raging sea,&lt;br /&gt;I'll come and pull you from the water;&lt;br /&gt;Then you will know that you are free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;-Raging Sea (Michael W. Smith)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update more then I've gathered my thoughts, everything's currently in a massive massive jumble. Big big pile of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This guy walked into a bar. Poor fellow suffered concussion. &lt;/span&gt;*chuckles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8899500437391460311?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8899500437391460311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8899500437391460311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8899500437391460311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8899500437391460311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='...?'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-4157967198974305564</id><published>2008-10-19T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:06:31.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Know And Yet Do Not Know..</title><content type='html'>I am sore.&lt;br /&gt;I am tired.&lt;br /&gt;I have successfully completed HMC's Leadership Camp.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt a lot, things that I would not have thought of otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt more about what my leadership style is like.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt how to command and a bit more of what it means to be a leader.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt that I am not alone.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt that I have a better control of my emotions then I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt that I cannot keep things hidden.&lt;br /&gt;I am confused.&lt;br /&gt;I am fearful.&lt;br /&gt;I am calm.&lt;br /&gt;I have full trust in my Daddy in Heaven that He will lead me through.&lt;br /&gt;I am still afraid.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I need His help and guidance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-4157967198974305564?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/4157967198974305564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=4157967198974305564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4157967198974305564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4157967198974305564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-i-know-and-yet-do-not-know.html' title='When I Know And Yet Do Not Know..'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3912087524456268305</id><published>2008-10-04T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:15:43.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kami-sama, Arigatou Gozaimasu..</title><content type='html'>Haha, in translation would be "Lord God, thank You so very very much".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do. Thank Him for the uncanny amount of traffic lights that turned green just as I arrived there, I think there were around 8? Haha. Thank Him for a fun show (Mamma Mia!), time to hang with friends and a fun time shopping at night as well. Thank Him for holidays and for time to rest and have fun. Thank God for a healthy body with which to enjoy the wonders of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, thank Him for being a great great Father who loves us so so much, for His perfect and good will and plan in our lives and for His willingness to forgive our sins if we just confess and repent.&lt;br /&gt;Amen. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mamma Mia rocks! It was so so funny, go watch! I haven't lost my fashion sense yet. Waahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3912087524456268305?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3912087524456268305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3912087524456268305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3912087524456268305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3912087524456268305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/10/kami-sama-arigatou-gozaimasu.html' title='Kami-sama, Arigatou Gozaimasu..'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-4496324952776417758</id><published>2008-10-01T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:11:15.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Such Nice People"</title><content type='html'>Haha, random side-topic. A big thank you goes out to Amanda Nat and Vic Wong. Why? You two really manage to express God's love in ways that are such a blessing to us all. My friend's (Rachel Yao) comment on both of you after the prayer meeting: "Such amazingly nice people". And after bugging her to come for CF, she said she would definitely come. So thank you. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-4496324952776417758?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/4496324952776417758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=4496324952776417758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4496324952776417758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4496324952776417758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/10/such-nice-people.html' title='&quot;Such Nice People&quot;'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8040055120846465013</id><published>2008-10-01T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:00:30.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ender's Game</title><content type='html'>Well well well.. It's been a really long time since I had the pleasure of reading a book that captivated me so thoroughly into it's world while really making me ponder about the underlying themes and raise questions that just make me marvel in amazement at what an amazing God it is that we have. =] And yet this book has succeeded in making me do all the above and given me an extremely pleasurable reading experience without all the uncomfortable sexual scenes that seem to dominate modern fantasy or sci-fi books.. Then again, this book isn't really that new either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended by Oon-Yow today, I present: Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card (1977) Yep, that's how long ago it was. I won't give the synopsis, that you can find it &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ender%27s_Game"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Just one of the many things that struck me when reading the book, was this paragraph, set when Ender (the protagonist) was in despair, refusing to move on, and his sister, Valentine, comes to encourage him to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't tell me 'No, Ender.' It took me a long time to realize that I did [hate myself], but believe me, I did. Do. And it came down to this: In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him. I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves. And then, in that very moment when I love them-" &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the quote ends there. =p What follows is not really relevant. But it did get me thinking about this, did and does God love Satan? I believe He did and does but God is also justice incarnate as well as agape love. If He loves Satan who chose so willingly to exalt himself above God, how much more does He love each and every one of us down here? What really struck me was how much He grieves for each and every one of us and how really really joyful He must be when we come back to Him. Why? Because He understands us completely, what we want, what we believe. Truly, such love is amazing and imcomprehensible. But yea, I'm babbling a little. Go read the book, I promise you won't regret it. =] God bless! Selamat Hari Raya and Selamat Happy Holidays! Hahahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8040055120846465013?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8040055120846465013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8040055120846465013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8040055120846465013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8040055120846465013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/10/enders-game.html' title='Ender&apos;s Game'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-805902727479973986</id><published>2008-09-29T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:36:56.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You CRAZY guy! =]</title><content type='html'>Haha, surprisingly and ironically enough, that's an exclamation I hear a lot, usually after I do something totally unexpected and nice for somebody. I know I know, random post, but I mean, it's really fun to do something nice for somebody else when they're totally not expecting it. My reply to them is always, "I know I'm crazy but you're happy, so it's all good." XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, the many different ways I've heard it said, from many different people, there has always been one thing in common, the smile and the laughter in the shout that more then makes up for whatever trouble I went through to do that particular thing. I think Psychology defines it as altruism, the act of doing something for another person that has no obvious benefit to yourself. Then again, I wouldn't say there's nth in it for me, the look of surprise and happiness, and of course the big big smile, that's benefit for me. =] Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To be right when you are left is a task of greater magnitude then to be left when you are right. Or to quote the sms that I received, "Your brain is a masterpiece, your left lobe has nothing right and your right lobe has nothing left." Lovely. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-805902727479973986?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/805902727479973986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=805902727479973986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/805902727479973986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/805902727479973986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-crazy-guy.html' title='You CRAZY guy! =]'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8478909532794175294</id><published>2008-09-28T13:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:58:54.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, Daddy in Heaven</title><content type='html'>This one I want to post to remember. Today was my first time worship leading in church and I was TERRIFIED~ Not about my singing, that one I'm quite okay with but of the whole dynamics thing. Worship practice went rather badly as my team didn't really know the songs but while I was so desperate, God reminded me that the whole point of worship wasn't the performance but it is to worship Him. Duhhhh.. =] Yea, but it hit me like a hammer and He also reminded me that I needed to worship as well, to prepare myself to lead others, I guess to consecrate myself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing fact, it went well! Yay! Haha, I was so relieved, I didn't go off-key, didn't sing too fast or too slow. But at the end of the sermon, my dad (earthly) was preaching and he asked to sing In Christ Alone (Brian Littrell's version) again. As we were singing the chorus, the words suddenly just jumped out at me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;In every victory,&lt;br /&gt;Let it be said of me,&lt;br /&gt;My source of strength,&lt;br /&gt;My source of hope,&lt;br /&gt;Is Christ alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even in this victory, I will proclaim that it wasn't by my strength or by my hope but Jesus who is my source. Amen. =] To God be all glory and honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ramblings: I'm tired, so tired, and happy yet also sad. I miss You, Daddy. To do all those things for the rest of your life. Unending love, amazing grace. To think and to want but at the same time to trust in Him for the right one at the right time. Difficult indeed. =] Increase my faith, Jesus. Let me learn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8478909532794175294?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8478909532794175294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8478909532794175294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8478909532794175294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8478909532794175294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-daddy-in-heaven.html' title='Thank You, Daddy in Heaven'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-2369437290928891664</id><published>2008-09-27T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T21:45:58.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices.</title><content type='html'>Now fear the LORD and serve him with all faithfulness. Throw away the gods your forefathers worshiped beyond the River and in Egypt, and serve the LORD. &lt;span id="en-NIV-6492" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But if serving the LORD seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve&lt;/span&gt;, whether the gods your forefathers served beyond the River, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But as for me and my household&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we will serve the LORD.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Bold mine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua 24:15 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a sudden thought inspired by my mom that brought this back to mind. So I ask you, who do you serve? We all serve something in our lives, whether it be money, success, fame or so many other things. But I stand with Joshua and all the others who call themselves Christians and who say as for me and my household, we will serve the LORD. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-2369437290928891664?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/2369437290928891664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=2369437290928891664' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2369437290928891664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2369437290928891664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/09/choices.html' title='Choices.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-7294613744648409141</id><published>2008-09-18T23:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T16:51:41.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Vulnerable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Susceptible to attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Capable of being hurt or wounded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;*Chuckles* I've just been rereading my blog posts and I realize that there is a pattern to them. I either post when I'm very high and happy or when I'm feeling down and lost. I guess there aren't many times in between that are that worthy of posts. Well, just been pondering lately about the meaning of words and I was thinking of being vulnerable. Thought back to a conversation I had at CF Camp. Yes, I ponder a lot, and some things occur to me way way after they've happened, bear with me please. =] As they say, better late then never I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never really thought of being vulnerable, but when I think about it, to actually confide in another person about matters of the heart is actually opening oneself up to vulnerability. To quote Human Comm, self-disclosure in that sense. When we tell others about ourselves, and when I say matters of the heart, I really do not mean just our lovelife, (=.=) we are opening ourselves up to the other person. It takes a great deal of trust to be able to do something like that because every time we do, we risk being hurt by the other person's indifference. It's a very big compliment when somebody trusts you enough to tell you what's on their minds and in their hearts so do NOT take it lightly. God knows, there are enough people in the world hurt by callousness or indifference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on from there, I guess I myself need to learn how to open up more. I do not like being vulnerable and, in my personal experience at any rate, it's difficult for me to share with others. But I thank God for the people who have let me share with them and who've listened, cared and prayed with me without judgement or condemnation. You know who you are and I'm really thankful for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracking, was looking through Min Huei's blog, and I found that personality test thing so with nothing better to do, I took it. Here's my results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a Harmony-seeking Idealist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmony-seeking Idealists are characterised by a complex personality and an abundance of thoughts and feelings. They are warm-hearted persons by nature. They are sympathetic and understanding. Harmony-seeking Idealists expect a lot of themselves and of others. They have a strong understanding of human nature and are often very good judges of character. But they are mostly reserved and confide their thoughts and feelings to very few people they trust. They are deeply hurt by rejection or criticism. Harmony-seeking Idealists find conflict situations unpleasant and prefer harmonious relationships. However, if reaching a certain target is very important to them they can assert themselves with a doggedness bordering on obstinacy.&lt;img src="http://www.ipersonic.com/tags/hi.png" alt="Harmony-seeking Idealist" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harmony-seeking Idealists have a lively fantasy, often an almost clairvoyant intuition and are often very creative. Once they have tackled a project, they do everything in their power to achieve their goals. In everyday life, they often prove to be excellent problem solvers. They like to get to the root of things and have a natural curiosity and a thirst for knowledge. At the same time, they are practically oriented, well organised and in a position to tackle complex situations in a structured and carefully considered manner. When they concentrate on something, they do so one hundred percent - they often become so immersed in a task that they forget everything else around them. That is the secret of their often very large professional success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As partners, harmony-seeking idealists are loyal and reliable; a permanent relationship is very important to them. They seldom fall in love head over heels nor do they like quick affairs. They sometimes find it very difficult to clearly show their affection although their feelings are deep and sincere. In as far as their circle of friends is concerned, their motto is: less is more! As far as new contacts are concerned, they are approachable to only a limited extent; they prefer to put their energy into just a few, close friendships. Their demands on friends and partners are very high. As they do not like conflicts, they hesitate for some time before raising unsatisfactory issues and, when they do, they make every effort not to hurt anyone as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, that's mostly me, but reading through some of the other personality types, I guess actually I'm a blend of them, not just any one specific one. =] Uniqueness indeed. CF today rocked, was great to see everybody again, we were talking like we hadn't seen each other in ages and ages. Haha. God bless you guys and gals and may He pour out His blessings and favour upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random useless fact:&lt;br /&gt;The geodesic dome is the only structure that becomes stronger as it increases in size.&lt;br /&gt;(What's a geodesic dome? Why, go look it up! I can't do everything for you. =p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Test &lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for those people who are interested. Enjoy! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7294613744648409141?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7294613744648409141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7294613744648409141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7294613744648409141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7294613744648409141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/09/vulnerable.html' title='Vulnerable'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-7139374213011451365</id><published>2008-09-18T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:16:44.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SNJwvRWvafI/AAAAAAAAABU/_71jtPYKlXM/s1600-h/Page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SNJwvRWvafI/AAAAAAAAABU/_71jtPYKlXM/s400/Page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247380473254996466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some different scenes from CF Camp.&lt;br /&gt;If you guys want pics, just pm me on MSN - jlys08@hotmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7139374213011451365?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7139374213011451365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7139374213011451365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7139374213011451365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: left;"&gt;It just came back to mind.&lt;br /&gt;One of the loveliest prayers I had ever heard, in CF Camp.&lt;br /&gt;I think only God and I heard it.&lt;br /&gt;It was simple.&lt;br /&gt;But it spoke of a implicit trust and profound love in Abba Father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy, I love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7680150691114611067?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7680150691114611067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7680150691114611067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7680150691114611067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7680150691114611067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayer.html' title='A Prayer'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8979462372711281063</id><published>2008-09-15T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:57:20.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need..</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His joy to lift this loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I'm dead on my feet but very happy yet at the same time very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUC's CF Camp is over and it was fantastic, amazing wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;I met wonderful people there.&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since I've spent time with Christians focused on seeking God.&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since I've been able to open up my heart completely to a friend.&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since I felt God's touch, forgiveness and love again.&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since I've been challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad because HUC's CF Camp is over.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I'm not really making sense at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Bittersweet moment I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 hours of sleep will do that to a person I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Well, more updates to come soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8979462372711281063?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8979462372711281063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8979462372711281063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8979462372711281063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8979462372711281063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-need.html' title='I Need..'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8148459561381524779</id><published>2008-08-26T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:10:56.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Amelia Chen &amp; Dingbats!</title><content type='html'>Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very happy I'm nowhere near Mia at the time she's reading this. But you can't blame me, she did say, and I quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[|OPA|] ~M.I.A.~ says:&lt;br /&gt;if u have no inspiration...IAMINSPIRATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it. Haha, in relation to the title, Amelia is somebody I affectionately call a dingbat. The definition of a dingbat? Well, if we're referring to the term in a human context, a dingbat is a silly empty-headed person. But then again, this is only the definition for I can assure you, Amelia Chen Mei Yen is most definitely not empty-headed and woe betide the person who assumes as much (she has a black belt, definitely don't want to make the small girl mad). Whoops, small girl? *flees* XD Hahahaha! &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In all seriousity though, Mia is a great girl and you couldn't do worse then getting to know her. She is extremely fun to tease, and to get teased by and most of the time you'll be able to run away in time. But she's also a very loyal friend and she'll probably be laughing at this. Haha! Mia, keep guessing who "mysterious" is la. =] Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so she doesn't get a swelled head from all the compliments, let's move on. Semester 2 has started for Foundation in Arts, combining both March and May intakes meaning that the classes are massive. I'm taking Advanced English, Critical Thinking Skills, Psychology for Personal Development and Human Communication this semester and from all the signs, the workload is a killer. Oh well, I intend to get my HDs and I will work for it, it's just 3 months. *gulps* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just&lt;/span&gt; 3 months. I don't believe I'd die but it's amazing what you can live through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some recent updates during the hols, didn't really do much. Hrm, I went to Singapore with my parents to visit my grandaunty and miscellaneous uncles and aunties there. Singapore is like so advanced and much more civilized compared to Malaysia in a lot of aspects. Their shopping centers rock! Haha, and the cars there actually stop at zebra crossings for pedestrians to cross. Amazing huh? And don't get me started on the public transport system. Whew. Oh, and the highlight of the trip was twofold. One, I travelled down by a sleeper train. Really fun, but rather difficult to sleep once the train starts moving. The bunk isn't exactly very big and I kept knocking my head against the side of the wall. XD But yeaaa. Second highlight? My uncle (father's cousin) whom I haven't seen in over 10 years bought me an 8GB iPod Nano! He says it's a meeting present since it's been so long. Thank you! Haha, it's really fun to use but it took my forever to synchronize it. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second major event of the holidays was the NECF National Childrens' Prayer Conference. A 2 day event with over 900+ kids. For those people who couldn't make it, I urge you, go and help next year. It is really amazing to see kids with such fervency and zeal for God, and the teachings there would impact and encourage not only kids but teens and adults as well. Another plus point is that we get to meet and mix with people from churches everywhere. I made some new friends and got to hang out with some old ones. The best part was how God moved in the place though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I finally saw Dark Knight and Wall-E! Dark Knight was spectacular. The Joker was simply amazing, they finally managed to portray the darker side of his personality, a true psychopath who does those things merely because he enjoys seeing humanity burn. There was a certain dark humour to the whole show. And seeing the psychological impact on the citizens of Gotham? Good stuff. Wall-E was cute. Erm, in my opinion though, it actually pales in comparison to Dark Knight. Oh well, it was a very feel good show to watch and the animation was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess that's about everything I can think of at the moment. Life has been interesting lately and here's a hope that it'll continue being fun. =] Alright, take care and God bless you guys. May His angels watch over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Useless Fact: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What is called a "French kiss" in the         English speaking world is known as an "English kiss" in         France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8148459561381524779?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8148459561381524779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8148459561381524779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8148459561381524779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8148459561381524779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/08/of-amelia-chen-dingbats.html' title='Of Amelia Chen &amp; Dingbats!'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3849980108619778865</id><published>2008-08-10T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:24:03.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overcomer</title><content type='html'>And this goes out to the brand new committee of SMK Taman Sea Christian Fellowship 08/09.&lt;br /&gt;May God continue to guide your steps and impact our school for Him! As the song goes, greater things are still to be done, in this city, in our CF and in our nation. As for Pn. Julie saying I don't post anything about CF, here it is. I miss SMKTS CF and all the wonderful crazy personalities that made everyday life so enjoyable and interesting. I miss the fervency and intense devotion to God and I miss the fellowship and fun of like-minded people coming together under Jesus' name. God bless you all, both old and new SMKTS CF-ians who have come, are here and are coming. But that is no longer my place. God has seen fit to move me on to college so I shall accept that decision. But that does not mean I forget. Nay, all the more SMKTS CF is dear in my heart and all the friendships and bonds I have made there. I have gone through and come out a better person for it. Thank you to the teachers as well who go all out for the Lord. May He reward your work with treasures both on earth and in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Wai Yan and the new committee, overcome in Jesus' name. For His name has been placed high above every other name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord. Your weakness is His strength. May God be with you. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3849980108619778865?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3849980108619778865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3849980108619778865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3849980108619778865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3849980108619778865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/08/overcomer.html' title='Overcomer'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3370464254389216305</id><published>2008-07-22T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T22:56:04.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know What To Title This Post.</title><content type='html'>Interesting title huh. But well, I really have no clue. XD Anyway, just wanted to blog this before I forgot how it felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, on the 22nd of July 2008, I watched Journey to the Center of the Earth. It was nonsense but the effects were fantastic. The premise itself was rather old and I sort of knew the story inside out as I've read the book about 3 times. But that's not important. What's more important was with who I spent a very very worthwhile 7 hours with. Yes, it was that long and thank you, I had a wonderful wonderful time. It was fantastic to be able to see the both of you again and I hope that I'll get to again before you head home. =] Nya, yes, I'm leaving out the names on purpose. Just feel like it I guess. Also, English Oral Presentation was today and I don't think I did very well but it doesn't matter anymore. Just glad it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just consider this a moment, when you see the word "Peace", what is the first place that comes to your mind? Mine is of Peacehaven where I spent some of my best times in reflection and fellowship with God and with my friends. Though lacking in some amenities, that is a place I really really enjoy. It just came back to me because 2 days ago I was sitting outside my house (random occurance, I don't do that very often) at night and the wind was so cooling. Suddenly, I just felt such peace and calmness, I didn't want to go back inside. Just wanted to sit there, close my eyes and feel that reassurance. The wind was so cool and it really reminded me of Peacehaven. Up till now, I can still recall the feeling so vividly. I realised right then that was what I'm missing. Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Lyn Kam is back! Welcome welcome welcome home. Thank God that you're back safe and sound and happy. God bless you, reader!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3370464254389216305?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3370464254389216305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3370464254389216305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3370464254389216305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3370464254389216305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-dont-know-what-to-title-this-post.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know What To Title This Post.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5904012937518264252</id><published>2008-07-13T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:04:14.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Hanging High &amp; Dry</title><content type='html'>I've always wondered why is it that phrases that are supposed to describe disappointment and remorse are always pointed upwards. Hmm. For example, to give up. Why up? Wouldn't it make more sense to give down? I mean, when you give up, you're basically washing your hands clean off the whole thing. And my title as well, to be left hanging high and dry. That isn't a good thing, basically means you're left out, left to yourself, etc. Isn't English a strange language? Hmph. =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the intro I guess. I feel like giving up. Coppa IBA is in two weeks and the seniors' team stank today. We lost 6 games consecutively and I'm dead tired, demoralized, dejected, despairing and all the other de- words there are there. For those of you who are completely blur, Coppa IBA means Inter-Brethren Association Cup and it's a national tournament for the amazingly crazy sport of captainball. So yea, it's been a long day, I've been awake since 6 this morning. Aihz. Sorry, just needed to post this. So many things to improve if we don't want to look like complete fools at Coppa IBA. I guess a basic part of me just hates to lose. Part of my personality I guess, and when I dislike it when I have to put the outcome into the hands of others. Help God. =[ That's all for now I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To Lyn Kam, whenever you read this, a shoutout to an amazing and fantastic friend. Thank God for bringing you into the world 16 years ago on this very day. He couldn't possibly have made a better choice. Blessed birthday! =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5904012937518264252?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5904012937518264252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5904012937518264252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5904012937518264252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5904012937518264252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/07/left-hanging-high-dry.html' title='Left Hanging High &amp; Dry'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3474709709909049960</id><published>2008-06-25T10:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:22:24.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dieu est bon toute l'heure !</title><content type='html'>Hahaha, for those of you wondering, the title is a just because I like it and most likely will have nth at all related to the post. XD It's in French btw and the direct translation would be "God is good all the time." Told you so. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, cheers everybody! I finally have at least a tiny little bit of literary mood today so I intend to try and fill in the gaps left from my NS post till now. It's been such an uber long time and if so I'll start from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Alright, so yes, NS is finally over, I have my certificate that says I'm finished with it (thank you God). The major problem is that now my friends from NS are literally scattered all over Malaysia. Oh well, with all the promises of visitations made, I'll be visiting at least 5 states in the next year or so and getting to taste all the delicacies and culinary delights they have to offer. I really miss those guys. =s When it comes to the core of it, NS was an amazing experience. True, I did not enjoy it that much during the first month or so but once the routine was settled it got waaaay better. I'm glad I got to go back from KemSIS' closing ceremony. For the uninitiated, that's my NS camp's name - Kem Setia Ikhlas Semenyih. Gosh golly, it's over! Met some great friends there, thank the Lord. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Next up, college! Another major hurdle in my life. As many ppl would know, I wanted to go back for F6. So why am I in college and not in SMKTS still? Let's just say there were complications. Anyway, contrary to what a lot of ppl believe, HELP UC is actually a rather good college. They may not have a gigantic campus and all but the lecturers there are top-notch and I've met some great ppl there as well. Friends literally from ALL over the world. Haha. Oh, and staying true to my "calling", I'm in the HELP Student Council Media Team as well. Today's gonna be my first event to mess around with. Whee. =p A special note goes out to the crazy RapidKL bus drivers who rock! They go around the corners and down curving ramps at FULL SPEED. If we weren't hanging on for dear life, it would be the best rollercoaster ever! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And that's abt it I guess. Been mostly slacking a lot as college is rather easy at the moment. Thank God for my quiz results, 9.42/10 for Intermediate English and a perfect 10/10 for Finite Maths (which is essentially Additional Mathematics all over again). Whee. My only gripe is that I really miss SMKTS and the teachers and my friends there. But not the work. Definitely NOT the work. Haha. Now with Mr. Allen's new rule, the ex-seniors aren't even allowed to go back anymore to visit. That's rather sad sad sad. And to all you ppl who say I should let go and move on, I say in reply, I have. But what's wrong with missing a school and teachers who are like parents and such wonderful friends that I spent 5 great years in? Heartless. Tsk. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Haha, and that's it I guess. Mid-terms just ended for me, so even more relaxed now. Not that I was even that stressed for Mid-terms anyway. =s Friends scattered all over the world now, from Australia all the way to US and UK. Oh well, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    To all a fond adieu and may God guide your path and angels protect you on your way through life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3474709709909049960?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3474709709909049960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3474709709909049960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3474709709909049960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3474709709909049960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/06/dieu-est-bon-toute-lheure.html' title='Dieu est bon toute l&apos;heure !'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8089334362451443579</id><published>2008-05-20T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:01:19.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cares - Requested and Dedicated to Ai Ling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Such beauty in order, even beauty in chaos;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towering mountains, covered in cold white frost,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, look and see, the creation of the Almighty.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wreathed in blossoms, colours in an endless sea.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;White manes of horses galloping hard upon the sand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As breakers roar, a testimony to His mighty Hand.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright hot sun slowly setting ignites the sky with fire.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A masterpiece of art, above waters a brilliant sapphire.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In the vastness of space, He calls each star by name,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the biggest giants, right down to the tiniest flame.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the highest peak, at the top of the world,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching in wonder as cloudy vessels their sails unfurl.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Bathed in glorious sunlight, amidst a sprawling grassland,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clouds forming shapes beyond the imagination of men.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the wind races and toys and flirts with the sky,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you just sometimes wish so that you could fly?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So come, look and see, the creation of the Almighty,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come discover and know how infinitely loving is He,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For if He looks so tenderly after the birds of the air,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more precious to Him is your every care.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Credit to Yie-Ern and Ai Ling for inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8089334362451443579?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8089334362451443579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8089334362451443579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8089334362451443579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8089334362451443579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/05/cares-dedicated-to-ai-ling.html' title='Cares - Requested and Dedicated to Ai Ling'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-9214615114925190732</id><published>2008-04-05T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T10:27:38.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Service and Misc. Other Things</title><content type='html'>Gawrsshh, it has been so long since I've been here. Haha, call it no inspiration to blog I guess, but at request from Lynnie, here I am again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, since the last time I got here, it's been a really bumpy ride. Since January and February, spent most of it working and bumming around and finally passing my driving test only to be carted away to NS. So here we are again, fun indeed right? =] I'm back for holidays now and gonna go back later this afternoon. I guess the pressing matter would be how's NS right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hmm, NS. I guess you could call it a love-hate relationship, the first few days there were horrible, you literally have to start over from scratch, and you think, oh crap, what did I just get myself into. Those were the thoughts that kept running over and over in my head. But started to get to know people and our God really is indeed awesome, at the times when I felt lowest, He always somehow manages to send someone or give me a revelation that would just help get me through the day. While I still have another month left to go and it seems like forever, trying to think positively that it's merely another month, others there have another two months to go. I'm actually coming back early for college, so will be leaving around the 8th or 9th of May. Oh well, I know I'm gonna miss my friends there but I'll be really glad to be back as well. NS is a trial that I think God is using to bring my closer to Him, and at the same time it's given me a greater appreciation for the people and places back home. I realise that I take many things forgranted and it really is true that you don't really know what you have until you don't have it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, thank God for that I guess, the bugs there are freaky though, there was a scorpion by my dorm just a couple of days ago and when it rains, get with the Shieldtox coz here comes the insect army. Haha, that's about it I guess, went for CF's Easter yesterday and I believe it was really good. Lor, can't wait for church tmr. Will update more when I get the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm bald and rather tanned. XD God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-9214615114925190732?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/9214615114925190732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=9214615114925190732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/9214615114925190732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/9214615114925190732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/04/national-service-and-misc-other-things.html' title='National Service and Misc. 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Suffice to say that Christmas was fun, bummed around most of January and now it's the middle-ish of February. Couple of highlights:&lt;br /&gt;1.    I broke my first bass guitar string when I was playing for service last last week. So horrifying, halfway playing and the string suddenly goes slack in my hand. Thankfully, managed to continue playing without anybody noticing though all the notes were an entire octave higher. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.    Hmm, many friends leaving for overseas, that's the horriblest thing abt post-F5, ppl going. Kye Ling has left and so has my church childhood friend, Grace. Both off to the Malaysia outside of Malaysia a.k.a. Australia or the Land Down Under. Down under what you ask? No clue.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.    I finally know where I'm going for NS, I have been officially posted to Semenyih, which for those lacking in geographical knowledge is in Selangor, near Kajang. So I'm literally a stone's throw away. Hahaha. Well, I was actually expecting and hoping for some exotic location like Sabah or Sarawak but this is great as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.   Driving test in a week! Oh, CRAP.. =s Just hoping and praying that I don't mess up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. That's all folks! CF Camp 2008 is coming and I'm officially braindead and bored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and God bless you. Mia, sorry, lazy to write your 5k word post. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7684206796253841366?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7684206796253841366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7684206796253841366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7684206796253841366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7684206796253841366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2008/02/wowwwweeeeeee.html' title='Wowwwweeeeeee!'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-1971203939824816838</id><published>2007-12-18T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:26:17.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whee..</title><content type='html'>Wow, it has been a very long time since I've been here. This is just gonna be really short. Yay, Anna's home! I know, she came back quite some time ago but I just found out. Guess I really should keep up with people's blogs. Haha, but quite glad. Well, just finished prom and now the prep for Christmas starts with carols and etc and other nonsense happening. Whee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-1971203939824816838?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/1971203939824816838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=1971203939824816838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1971203939824816838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1971203939824816838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/12/whee.html' title='Whee..'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-6465439892038975684</id><published>2007-11-19T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T18:03:27.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is He Satisfied?</title><content type='html'>Thumbing through my dad's very old songbook, I came across this song and it really spoke to me. Have you ever asked yourself this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you ever search your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As you watch the day depart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there something way down deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You try to hide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If this should be the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And eternity began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the Book is opened wide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would the Lord be satisfied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is He satisfied? Is He satisfied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is He satisfied with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have I done my best, have I stood the test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is He satisfied with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When He walks and talks with men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What if every friend He had were just like me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would He feel a welcome here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or would He go away in tears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Am I all that I should be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is He satisfied with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feeble is the lamp of fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By which man inscribes his name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the walls of time for other men to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though he boasts of wealth and power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;None can help him in that hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the angels hear his plea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is He satisfied with me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-6465439892038975684?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/6465439892038975684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=6465439892038975684' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6465439892038975684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6465439892038975684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/11/is-he-satisfied.html' title='Is He Satisfied?'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-670699560769695691</id><published>2007-10-14T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T15:23:34.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relating Prayer, Sickness &amp; Exercise</title><content type='html'>Cheers all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Haha, this may be kind of late but it's cool how God answers prayers. Well, from the top. Last Thursday I came down with a rather bad cough, sore throat and fever but thankfully no flu. So after McD's to check the magazine with Ee Ling and Si Ning, proceeded home to sleep the day away to try and recover. Reason? The next day I was going ice-skating and I was really looking forward to it. Sent out smses with requests for prayer and alternately prayed and slept myself. Now God didn't have to answer or even heal me, since I wasn't going to die or anything of the sort but heal me He did, well enough so that I managed to spend the whole of next day out with friends and still coming back rather hale and hearty =] Thank You, Lord. And also thank you, Nicky, for a fantastic time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Whee, so fun ^^ Even better, my youth had an outing the next day. We went to our shepherd's house for swimming, badminton and a potluck. Had a great time there as well, playing hard, laughing harder and just spending time with great friends. Haha, and I got beaten by her Highness Grace Wong in badminton which is moderately embarrassing and whom I now owe 2 lunches. &gt;.&lt;" xD Oh well, all in good fun. And now I'm almost healed! God is great and it just proves that exercise is good for you. Hahaha. Oh Bourne Ultimatum is pretty good but a bit weird. It is the Bourne series after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    That's all for now, farewell all. Till we next meet again, may God hold you close and keep you safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-670699560769695691?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/670699560769695691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=670699560769695691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/670699560769695691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/670699560769695691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/relating-prayer-sickness-exercise.html' title='Relating Prayer, Sickness &amp; Exercise'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-723564279190848530</id><published>2007-10-13T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T12:23:34.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote ^^</title><content type='html'>Quote: Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counter-quote: Ah, si. But that amateur had God while those professionals merely had themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-723564279190848530?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/723564279190848530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=723564279190848530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/723564279190848530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/723564279190848530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/quote.html' title='Quote ^^'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-9175161632639885032</id><published>2007-10-13T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:16:15.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Take On The Exploding Pig</title><content type='html'>The following was authored by Janice Shiu Mei En. All credit and charges of insanity are to be directed to her. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: Haha, the funniest thing just happened. I was whining abt being depressed when the good came &amp;amp; the claypot dish was all sizzly &amp;amp; the waitress was stirring it when it exploded! It was like POP! and sauce flew everywhere. Still laughing at that, exploding pig! X3 not depressed anymore. &lt;- an sms sent by Jeremy Lim to M.E. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeremy and the Exploding Pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once, there was an ickle boy named Jeremy. He was having some problems. About his purpose in life and things like that. Big things. In the spirit of 'spread the misery', he decided to whine to his companions about his depressio. His companions listened, wringing their hands for they knew not what to do with poor depressed Jeremy. While they were trying to cheer Jeremy up, the food came. It was a claypot pork dish. Sizzly and hot. Everyone started sweating. The waitress stepped up to stir the dish. Stir, stir stir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suddenly... with a great big POP!... the pig exploded! Pork meat bounced up, sending sauce flying everywhere. Everyone ducked for cover, while the poor brave waitress was left babbling apologies and wondering how pork meat could have exploded. No gunpowder had been used in the making of that claypot dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ten seconds later, everyone poked their heads out from underneath their tables and chairs. They stared in amazement at the claypot. It was sizzling merrily, seemingly unaware that part of it's contents now lay splattered across the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then, one person saw the funny side. And exploding pig! He laughed uproariously. Soon, everyone got the joke, including the waitress. They laughed and laughed, and soon everyone was in stitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naturally after laughing like that, how could ickle Jeremy be depressed? Laughter's the best medicine, so they say. It follows that laughter would be the best antidepressant too. So, Jeremy and his companions happily ate their meal, talking and laughing together. This is the end of the story of Jeremy and the Exploding Pig. With that, I thank you for your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;-bonus paragraph of insanity!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who am I, and how do I know this? I'm George. An ordinary person. No one special. I just happened to be sitting at a table next to ickle Jeremy's on that fateful day. What did you say? I'm an observant person? Why thank you. Unfortunately, I have to go now. It was nice chatting with you. Till we meet again. Au revoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-9175161632639885032?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/9175161632639885032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=9175161632639885032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/9175161632639885032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/9175161632639885032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-take-on-exploding-pig.html' title='Another Take On The Exploding Pig'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-1964519615054146533</id><published>2007-10-13T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T00:59:48.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration</title><content type='html'>Ze inspiratione haz zeparted. No, I do not know why I am typing like that, just guess cos I thought it looks cool. Enunciate the zzzzzzzzz's.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-1964519615054146533?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/1964519615054146533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=1964519615054146533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1964519615054146533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1964519615054146533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/inspiration.html' title='Inspiration'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5048143488317741694</id><published>2007-10-13T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:09:14.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, This Tag Is Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Name: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Lim Yao Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Three things about yourself: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Optimistic pessimist&lt;br /&gt;ii. Crazily normal&lt;br /&gt;iii. Pastor's kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What's in your playlist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Your favorite music: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre? Title? Well, genre would be Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Favorite guilty pleasure: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for me to know... =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Favorite food: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti tops my charts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Define love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Define sex: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift given by God to couples joined in wedlock and not any other time.&lt;br /&gt;Or the different genders, namely male and female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Any celebrity crushes?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. The last person you hugged:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for me to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. The last person you talked to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, CG Members, Nicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. The last time I cried: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember, not telling anyway =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. The last time you had sex: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. The last time you made out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Read above answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. The last person you dated: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. The last time you went out: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's yesterday's tomorrow (12/9/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. What's on your mind now?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh heavens, why me? =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. What's bothering you?: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. This year's resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM - 12A1s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Your MSN nick :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[| OPA |] [| OYE |]  ..: S t 3 a D f A [s] T :.. { [ Longing - Restless ] }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. What's your MSN nick about?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affiliations, and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. The people you miss the most: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...^^...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Current mood: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutral, kinda tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. What are you thinking?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. Best childhood memory: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26. 3 of your biggest fears:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loosing something precious, jealousy and myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 27. Who do you love: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...^^...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28. 3 things you hate: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Being interrupted when reading a brand new good book.&lt;br /&gt;ii. Being annoyed&lt;br /&gt;iii. Feeling useless, restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29. Do you blog? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30. Tag 5 people: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, Me, Him, Her, Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5048143488317741694?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5048143488317741694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5048143488317741694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5048143488317741694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5048143488317741694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/1.html' title='Wow, This Tag Is Long'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-6354928011936735293</id><published>2007-10-09T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T23:46:02.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing - Restless</title><content type='html'>I miss you. =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-6354928011936735293?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/6354928011936735293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=6354928011936735293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6354928011936735293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6354928011936735293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/longing-restless.html' title='Longing - Restless'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-6272217956261886090</id><published>2007-10-08T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:09:46.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Things &amp; 7 More &amp; 7 More And, Oh, You Get The Idea.</title><content type='html'>Well, since I promised Zhen to do this, why not. Haha, here goes. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things To Do Before My Death:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Climb Mount Everest&lt;br /&gt;2. Go on a trip around the world.&lt;br /&gt;3. Buy my dream home in the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;4. See the Aurora Borealis and drive a sled team &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(same place after all xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a husky.&lt;br /&gt;6. Bring somebody &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(preferably lots)&lt;/span&gt; to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;7. See my grandkids? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things I Will NOT Do Even If It Kills Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Lose my relationship with Him.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pump myself full of drugs.&lt;br /&gt;3. Commit suicide.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (To quote Zhen, literally in this case. Life has so much to offer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Murder someone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(CSIs are too good these days. XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a friend in need.&lt;br /&gt;6. Become an accountant.&lt;br /&gt;7. Go around in public in the nude. NEVER. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things I Do When I'm Away From Public:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sing at the top of my lungs.&lt;br /&gt;2. Jump around the couches in my living room.&lt;br /&gt;3. Compose poems.&lt;br /&gt;4. Howl like a wolf &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Quite interesting actually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hug my teddybear and listen to the radio.&lt;br /&gt;6. See how flexible I actually am.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Favourite Sentences/ Quotes/ Phrases:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Interesting/ Intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;2. Don't worry, I/we love you still. (It's true ^^)&lt;br /&gt;3. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;4. Awww..&lt;br /&gt;5. Love is everything it's cracked up to be. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.&lt;br /&gt;6. You can fool some of the people all of the time and all of the people some of the time, but you can never fool mom.&lt;br /&gt;7. Try looking on the bright side of life, coz it's not like you can see anything in the dark anyway. - LIM WEI ZHEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Favourite Songs Of All Times: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Casting Crowns - Voice Of Truth&lt;br /&gt;2. Casting Crowns - Stained Glass Masquerade&lt;br /&gt;3. Casting Crowns - Praise You In This Storm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(What can I say? I love that band =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bryan Adams - I Will Always Return&lt;br /&gt;5. Michael W. Smith - Friend 2003&lt;br /&gt;6. Giving My Best - Mengejar HadirMu&lt;br /&gt;7. Michael Buble - Everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things I'll Make You Wish You Didn't Do If You Did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ..?&lt;br /&gt;2. For me to know, for you hopefully never to find out since I don't want you to do them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;7. So there. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 People To Tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Li Ching&lt;br /&gt;2. Nicky&lt;br /&gt;3. Pei Jiun&lt;br /&gt;4. Demon Child&lt;br /&gt;5. Jan&lt;br /&gt;6. You reading this? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Can't think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Zhat's all.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-6272217956261886090?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/6272217956261886090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=6272217956261886090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6272217956261886090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6272217956261886090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/7-things-7-more-7-more-and-oh-you-get.html' title='7 Things &amp; 7 More &amp; 7 More And, Oh, You Get The Idea.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5011918017469696092</id><published>2007-10-07T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T01:10:11.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremy &amp; The Exploding Pig</title><content type='html'>Oinkz, hey hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Well, yea, interesting title isn't it? Well, let me tell you what happened, I'll start from the top. Okay, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loooong time ago in a galaxy far far away........... *pauses* wait, wrong story.. I know lame right? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Not so very long ago in the Lim family, this conversation took place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Jeremy, we're going to go eat dinner at Catherine's Kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: But mom, I wanna watch Brother Bear, it's on tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Mom: No, you can watch it when you come back.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: *defeatedly* Yes, mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A few mins and 3 rounds looking for parking spaces later, we all sat in Catherine's kitchen. For some odd reason ( or maybe not so odd), Jeremy was whining about being depressed, which I was and rather frustrated at the same time (no, it's not because I didn't get to watch Brother Bear). Mom and Dad decided on spinach with garlic, some weird fish fillet, pumpkin and bittergourd (yeck &gt;.&lt;) and claypot pork.      Shortly after, the food came (the service there rocks) and this scene took place. The waitress was opening the claypot and warning that it was quite hot while taking stirring the pork with a ladle. Suddenly, we here this loud &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;POP! &lt;/span&gt;and proceeded to find ourselves spattered with brown sauce. The look on the waitress' face combined with my parents shocked expressions proceeded to dissolve me into gales of laughter which needless to say, led to me being quite not so depressed anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Haha, yes, and that is the story of the exploding pig. I know, short but wth, I had the best laugh of my day there, couldn't stop laughing for at least 5 mins. And hereforth the dish shall be known as Exploding Pig. Sorry, I just had too, feeling a combination of lameity, boredom and frustration. Well, take care all. And if you can, try not to get in the way of any exploding pigs.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5011918017469696092?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5011918017469696092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5011918017469696092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5011918017469696092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5011918017469696092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/jeremy-exploding-pig.html' title='Jeremy &amp; The Exploding Pig'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-4776798420220416954</id><published>2007-10-06T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T13:34:19.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scholarship Or Not? (Or Kick From God Saying I'm Not Meant For F6?)</title><content type='html'>Blah, that's the fifth time I had to restart my comp. Stupid antivirus. &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, I got a scholarship application offer! =] Haha, it's actually from the University of Salset, NZ. They came to school to speak one time about what we could do after SPM and after that asked whoever wanted to go overseas to write down their name. So I did, and forgot all about it until last Thursday. Was in Add. Maths tuition when my phone suddenly rang, this lady was on the other end of the line and said that there was a 50% scholarship application offer and they were calling up all the people who had written down their name. The offer is for a Pre-U course, any if I remember correctly and for either NZ or Australia. Not bad at all actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now my dilemma is: is this what God wants me to do? Is this His was of saying that I'm not meant for F6 and to go wherever I'm going? Well, for all the Christians reading this, I would like to ask for a prayer that God will reveal to me where He wants me to go because I really don't wanna waste my life in a direction God never meant for me. Thanks all, for the moment, I think I'm gonna apply for it and see how it turns out. My own prayer? Is that if God intends me for F6 then I won't get the scholarship but that if He does want me to go, that He will show Himself strong and instead of just a 50% scholarship that He will also provide for all my other expenses because it's still not very cheap as my parents will have to cover my living costs and the other half of the fees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    That's all for now, take care everyone. Thanks for your prayers! ^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-4776798420220416954?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/4776798420220416954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=4776798420220416954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4776798420220416954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4776798420220416954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/scholarship-or-not-or-kick-from-god.html' title='Scholarship Or Not? (Or Kick From God Saying I&apos;m Not Meant For F6?)'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8207642091201358078</id><published>2007-10-04T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:22:57.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans &amp; Perseverance</title><content type='html'>"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."&lt;br /&gt;   -Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for you, be strong and do not give up, for your work will be rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;   -2 Chronicles 15:7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8207642091201358078?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8207642091201358078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8207642091201358078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8207642091201358078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8207642091201358078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/plans-persevarance.html' title='Plans &amp; Perseverance'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8107071750814068070</id><published>2007-10-04T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:59:32.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused, Addled, Confounded, Muddle-headed, Perplexed</title><content type='html'>Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Been so long since I last posted about anything in general, and just decided I needed to set this down to try and clear my head, I guess. As the above title rather clearly states, I'm in a mild state of confusion now. I guess mild would be an understatement. Never have I felt more unclear about where I am now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and I'm not talking about physically, perfectly aware of that one)&lt;/span&gt;, where I am going, what is going to happen and all the millions of other questions that come. Well, perhaps not millions, just the few that come and go with irritating regularity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I guess the first major one would be whether I am going in the right direction. My mother just has a talk with me in which she stated out rather pointedly that my choice of reading material so far has not been very conducive to a young Christian's life. Stuff like the heavy fantasy that I so enjoy may have elements of the occult and other uncomfortable things that make living life to God's standards slightly difficult. Truth be told, way more then just slightly. I know the dangers of feeding the wrong things into my eyes and ear gates but my mind is telling me she is wrong. What could be so bad about something that is merely a book? Then again, the Bible is "just" a book and I know that it is more then something so simple. There is power in the written word and power in the imagination which is what makes the printed media so powerful in conveying messages. Just the fact that my mind is trying to rationalize it should have the warning bells ringing but I kinda feel apathetic. From that I guess you could tell that I'm on rather rocky ground with God at the moment as well. It feels like I'm trying to regain my footing where I fell so long ago but I'm not getting anywhere, just sinking deeper into mire and mud while He is so far away. Then again, it may be because I'm not doing much about it either, I have to keep reminding myself to pray and read the Bible but it's more chore then joy and I don't want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Another question would be am I right in not trying for any scholarships and all? Is going to F6 really that God wants me to do? Blah, difficult questions and difficult answers. Heard before that pastor's kids have greater trials of faith, due to the spiritual nature of our parents work and perhaps to the fact that our parents are the leaders of God, trying to come out from their shadow. I have though it through deeply and realized that I have never had any problem acknowledging for myself that God exists, that He is omnipotent, omni-everything you can think of and etc. My main problem is trying to come to grips to where I fit into His plan, trying to come to terms with the deeper side of faith, asking questions that are not getting answered and just basically trying to live life the way He wants me too but, at least from my point of view, failing miserably. I am not depressed or anything, just sorta desperate I guess, especially since the time when I will have to make my own decisions in life is approaching faster then I would like. What do I do? What will I be? I know, everybody has these questions, but people telling me that does not in any way offer help, comfort or hope as the knowledge merely states that others have gone through it before. What I'm looking for is my way through it, with God as my leader but that seems like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, I'm rather tired so that's all for now. To those who actually read through, thank you. But yea, that's how life is at the moment. Just very  confused, addled, confounded,  muddle-headed, perplexed. And in case you were wondering, all those words just mean confused. For those who know me, add in the small bit of sarcasm where necessary since that's one thing the written word cannot convey namely human emotions. Farewell all, take care and may God bless you (no sarcasm here).&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/perplexed" class="ilnk" target="_top" onclick="assignParam('navinfo','method|4'+getLinkTextForCookie(this));"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8107071750814068070?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8107071750814068070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8107071750814068070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8107071750814068070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8107071750814068070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/10/confused-addled-confounded-muddle.html' title='Confused, Addled, Confounded, Muddle-headed, Perplexed'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-6397691241298713380</id><published>2007-08-18T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:25:02.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carry You To Jesus</title><content type='html'>I will not pretend                      to feel the pain you’re going through&lt;br /&gt;                    I know I cannot comprehend the hurt you’ve known&lt;br /&gt;                    And I used to think it mattered if I understood&lt;br /&gt;                    But now I just don’t know                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’ll                      admit sometimes I still wish I knew what to say&lt;br /&gt;                    And I keep looking for a way to fix it all&lt;br /&gt;                    But we know we’re at the mercy of God’s higher                      ways&lt;br /&gt;                    And our ways are so small                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will carry                      you to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;                    He is everything you need&lt;br /&gt;                    I will carry you to Jesus on my knees                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s such                      a privilege for me to give this gift to you&lt;br /&gt;                    All I’d ever hope you’d give me in return&lt;br /&gt;                    Is to know that you’ll be there to do the same for me                    &lt;br /&gt;                    When the tables turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will carry you to Jesus&lt;br /&gt;He is everything ou need&lt;br /&gt;I will carry you to Jesus on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;And if you need                      to cry go on and I,&lt;br /&gt;                    I will cry along with you,&lt;br /&gt;                    I’ve given you what I have but still&lt;br /&gt;                    I know the best thing I can do&lt;br /&gt;                    Is just pray for you                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll carry                      you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take you to Jesus on my knees&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-6397691241298713380?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/6397691241298713380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=6397691241298713380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6397691241298713380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6397691241298713380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/08/carry-you-to-jesus.html' title='Carry You To Jesus'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8941312192395937155</id><published>2007-08-18T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T00:08:29.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams.</title><content type='html'>All hope was fading, a darkness far beyond their might&lt;br /&gt; But love came crusading on the wings of healing sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt; He gave them something to believe;&lt;br /&gt; Came back in all His majesty,&lt;br /&gt; He conquered evil through His love and handed them the land they were dreaming of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8941312192395937155?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8941312192395937155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8941312192395937155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8941312192395937155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8941312192395937155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/08/dreams.html' title='Dreams.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-833650979639162346</id><published>2007-08-07T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T23:27:14.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bible Knowledge + Grace from God = Miracle!</title><content type='html'>Haha, interesting title isn't it? Well yea, major event in the last week has been the 11th National SPM Bible Knowledge Oral Quiz held at Catholic High School this year. My partner is/was the ever-amazing Joanne Lim Ee Wei! Haha, for the whole two weeks before that we were stressing away studying and memorising and studying again. And FINALLY that day itself arrived. Previous night I slept at 1 because I was involved in some last minute cramming and the next day had to wake up at 0530. Yes, the time is correct, 5:30am. Mostly because had to be at the Taman Bahagia LRT Station at 6 to make sure there was somebody there do direct people. So the walk there was rather uneventful with me and Yung Xiang leading the first batch of CF-ers to CHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As soon as we got there, I saw Zoe Liew from DJ. Has been such a long time and it was really good to catch up with her but then had to deal with the business of registration and etc. Then there was the open air assembly where we had a long but quite good speech on honesty, integrity, etc. And finally Part 1 started. For those who are blur, let me enlighten you. There are 4 parts to the SPM Oral Quiz which is not to be confused with the 07' Quiz. The first part is an individual objective paper of 50 questions based on the books of Luke and Acts. Managed that quite well though made some careless mistakes. After that, while the scores were being tabulated, had a time of praise and worship and got ready for Part 2. Thank God for His grace as we managed a score of 88/100 for Part 1 and a clean 37/40 for Part 2. Amazingly enough, that was enough to get us into Part 3, otherwise known as the semifinals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    By this time as you can imagine, we or maybe just me were terrified, so afraid that we would make a mistake and mess it all up but once again, all glory be to God, we as in Joanne and I, scored a 33/35 for Part 3 losing only 1 mark each. =D Finally, we got into the finals! *gasps* Yea, we never thought we would make it this far either. This was where we made our major mistakes though, managing 4th place out of the 150 teams that took part. Still, that's a great achievement and I really thank God for it. Taman Sea also managed to take the top 3 spots in Selangor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    To Him be all glory and praise, though stressed, it was amazing just learning more about the Word of God and being able to put our knowledge to the test. To all who took part, well fought and well done. God bless you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-833650979639162346?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/833650979639162346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=833650979639162346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/833650979639162346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/833650979639162346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/08/bible-knowledge-grace-from-god-miracle.html' title='Bible Knowledge + Grace from God = Miracle!'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-7255495699247265019</id><published>2007-07-22T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T23:36:29.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty In Dance</title><content type='html'>Hey hey, it's been uber long since I last posted.. Haha, things haven't really been going very well for me.. Exams are coming, stress is piling up and to top it all off I'm actively trying to find some purpose to me being here.. Biggest problem now is that I feel like I'm losing God.. If that's even possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's been getting better lately.. AND that's not the point of this post.. The point is to blog on my best friend's ballet concert that I just attended yesterday on the 21st of July 2007.. I can say I'm very glad that I did, because I thoroughly enjoyed myself.. All eyes focused on the stage as the music flows and the dancers move like they were floating instead of dancing.. Exquisite indeed.. And if you're reading this, my best friend, I repeat, your dance was fantastic., I really enjoyed myself watching you.. Considering all the work you put in, you deserved it.. Thank you once again for inviting me, you gave me an unforgettable Saturday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, MALAYSIANS! Specially those with no manners, directly behind me in the hall were this bunch of young 20-somethings.. Giggling, laughing, jeering, sheessh! I know it takes all types to make a world but I wish I could just shoot them sometimes without any consequences.. Pleasure indeed.. Blehh.. &gt;.&lt;"" Well, that's it I guess.. Goodbye all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7255495699247265019?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7255495699247265019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7255495699247265019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7255495699247265019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7255495699247265019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/07/beauty-in-dance.html' title='Beauty In Dance'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5106429479157725998</id><published>2007-06-24T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T23:34:12.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening</title><content type='html'>Whose woods these are I think I know.&lt;br /&gt;His house is in the village though;&lt;br /&gt;He will not see me stopping here&lt;br /&gt;To watch his woods fill up with snow.&lt;br /&gt;My little horse must think it queer&lt;br /&gt;To stop without a farmhouse near&lt;br /&gt;Between the woods and frozen lake&lt;br /&gt;The darkest evening of the year.&lt;br /&gt;He gives his harness bells a shake&lt;br /&gt;To ask if there is some mistake.&lt;br /&gt;The only other sound's the sweep&lt;br /&gt;Of easy wind and downy flake.&lt;br /&gt;The woods are lovely, dark and deep.&lt;br /&gt;But I have promises to keep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;And miles to go before I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Robert Frost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I love this poem, especially the last four lines. A promise there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5106429479157725998?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5106429479157725998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5106429479157725998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5106429479157725998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5106429479157725998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/06/stopping-by-woods-on-snowy-evening.html' title='Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8522053700625736077</id><published>2007-06-24T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:02:54.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Dieser Weg wird kein leichter sein&lt;br /&gt;Dieser Weg wird steinig und schwer&lt;br /&gt;Nicht mit vielen wirst du dir einig sein&lt;br /&gt;Doch dieses Leben bietet so viel mehr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8522053700625736077?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8522053700625736077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8522053700625736077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8522053700625736077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8522053700625736077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-way.html' title='This Way.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-4204152808519441682</id><published>2007-06-04T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T18:17:03.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Alone.</title><content type='html'>I'll go but I cannot go alone.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know I'm nothing on my own.&lt;br /&gt;But the power of Christ in me makes me strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I'm weak, You make me strong.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm blind, You shine Your light on me.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'll never get by, living on my own ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How refreshing to know You don't need me.&lt;br /&gt;How amazing to find that You want me.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll stand on Your truth and I'll fight with Your strength.&lt;br /&gt;Until You bring the victory by the power of Christ in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To reach out with Your hands.&lt;br /&gt; To learn through Your eyes&lt;br /&gt; To love with the love of a Savior.&lt;br /&gt; To feel with Your heart.&lt;br /&gt; And to think with Your mind.&lt;br /&gt; I'd give my last breath for Your glory.&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/6827321615299359879-4204152808519441682?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/4204152808519441682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=4204152808519441682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4204152808519441682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4204152808519441682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/06/not-alone.html' title='Not Alone.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-7494546686828967576</id><published>2007-06-04T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T17:40:31.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this?</title><content type='html'>Passive and active indifference and I'm an expert at affecting an air of both. Hmm, I can't believe this. I actually lounged around the house for an entire day without doing anything useful, or even slightly fun at all. The best thing was probably the nap. Life is interestingly mundane. *yawns* I was moping. *slightly bemused face*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7494546686828967576?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7494546686828967576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7494546686828967576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7494546686828967576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7494546686828967576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-is-this.html' title='What is this?'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3562658251470293760</id><published>2007-06-03T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T17:30:08.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Yawns*</title><content type='html'>Wow, it's really been some time since I've posted. A month plus to be more exact. Haha, well, many things been happening in May. May was the month among all other things that exams happened. *gasps* Now I know how the Form 5's felt last year, 2 weeks of continuous exams is horrifying. My entire class was kept on the edge of their seats studying frantically for the next exam coming up. Whole thing is actually a blur, all I remember were late nights and early mornings studying. Thank God for friends that kept me sane. Haha, I also turned 17 in May, so now I can officially drive I guess. But my dad refuses to let me learn till after SPM. Oh, well. All things in good time. Now the hols are here! YAY~ and it's been a very eventful holidays as well.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time spent on the phone with my best friends as well. Anyway, starting from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday- Went out with Sze Mei and Mich Chan, Jun Hsien and Zhou Li. Went to watch Pirates of the Caribbean 3 and explore the Curve from top to bottom. Somehow or another, we separated form the 2 guys and went shopping then I went off to 1U to catch another movie with church mates, arrived back home at 12+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- Woke up at 7 for CF painting in school, was quite fun but also resulted in me coming back sick. Haha, slept most of the day after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- R 'n' R, stayed home, chatted with my best friend and slept most of the day. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- Went out with Sze Ting, Sze Lyn, Lyn Kam, Yuen Hee and her "him". XD Watched Blades of Glory and to all people reading this, if you haven't, don't watch that show. It is WRONG~ Mostly browsed around 1U then went to Accounts tuition at night. Sad isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Librarian and Taekwondo school trip to FRIM and Batu Caves. FRIM was fun if a bit uneventful. The highlight of the day was the trip to the Gua Gelap of Batu Caves. After running up all 272 steps (yes, we counted) we had to trek about 15 mins into the cave using nothing but lights on our helmets. Saw bats, bugs and snakes. The snakes were cool but managed to scare a few people. Then we had a 5 min crawl through mud and some extremely tight spots. There were a couple of parts where we had to put our head to the floor and crawl through like that. Some of the holes didn't even look big enough to get through but we managed. Climbing and sliding all included in the repertoire, we emerged from the cave 3 hours+ later to a refreshing rainfall. All praise be to God for that, it was so refreshing and just what we needed. Then a trip home for a good long nap. Haha, all in all a very fun but dirty day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- Recorded a music video for my church anniversary. That took about 4 hours then straight for youth and then home and bed. Still sick throughout this entire time as well. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- Today! XD my dad's car suffered a flat tyre so had to rely on my uncle to get us to church on time. Then came home and just finished helping my dad to change the tire. Eventful week indeed. *yawns* I'm hungry.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I guess. Hope you guys out there are doing well. God bless you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3562658251470293760?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3562658251470293760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3562658251470293760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3562658251470293760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3562658251470293760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/06/yawns.html' title='*Yawns*'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8442084302728143010</id><published>2007-04-29T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:14:10.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIW - This Is Weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 1: On the Outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Name: Jeremy Lim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Birth date: 8 May 1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Current status: Alive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Eye colour: Dark brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hair colour: Dark brown/black/white/silver/gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Righty or lefty: Righty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 2:On the Inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My heritage: Chinese-y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My fears: For me to know, for you to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My weaknesses: Cheese, curry, spaghetti, carbonara and various other assorted stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My perfect pizza: A pizza with super extra cheese and tomatoes and all things delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 3: Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My thought first waking up: *yawns* Huh, morning already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My bed time: Erratic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My most missed memory: XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 4: My pick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;McD or Burger King: McD's fries and BK's burgers (they ARE called the king..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Single or Group Date: Ask me when I go dating. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nike or Adidas: Don't really care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tea or Nestea: What about Justea? =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate-y vanilla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cappucino or coffee: Coffee but only in desperate times of studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 5: Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smoke: Noooo wayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Curse: Try not too that often but it slips out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Shower: Duhh.. Minumum twice a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Have a crush: XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Think u've been in love: XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Go to school: Yup, albeit a bit reluctantly sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Want to get married: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Believe in yourself: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Think you're a health freak: Nooope. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 6: In the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Drank alcohol: Yup, hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gone to the mall: Of course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Been on stage: I guess so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Dyed your hair: Nooooo! I like my white hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 7:Have you ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Played a stripping game: Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Changed who you were to fit in: I guess sometime ago but realized it's more fun to just be me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 8:Age you're hoping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;To get married: Dunno, when I get married I'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 9: In a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Best eye colour: Love makes all things beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Best hair colour: Ditto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Short or long hair: I love long hair for some odd reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 10: What were you doing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A minute ago: Chatting, listening to music, eating apple, typing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;An hour ago: Studying Chemistry and wishing I wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;4.5 hours ago: Playing PS2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1 month ago: Can't remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1 year ago: Being very stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 11: Finish the sentences...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I love: God, my family, my friends (specially my closest and dearest friends) - in that order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I feel: Contented, happy, a bit worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hate: Seeing people that I love in trouble or sad. Oh, and petai (can't stand it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hide: Feelings, secrets, messes, questions, doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I miss: Someone, somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I need: Someone to show me the way. And something to eat. (I'm hungry XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Layer 12: Tag 5 People:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I refuse to make anybody else do this. =p XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6827321615299359879-8442084302728143010?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8442084302728143010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8442084302728143010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8442084302728143010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8442084302728143010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/04/tiw-this-is-weird.html' title='TIW - This Is Weird.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3205203021143858664</id><published>2007-03-19T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:09:17.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is He?</title><content type='html'>Who is Jesus to us?&lt;br /&gt;He is the bread of life to the hungry,&lt;br /&gt;Living water to the thirsty,&lt;br /&gt;Vision to the blind,&lt;br /&gt;Sound to the deaf&lt;br /&gt;He is life to the dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't what you say or what you do.&lt;br /&gt;It is the simple fact that He loves you.&lt;br /&gt;And in choosing to accept His Gift,&lt;br /&gt;You just chose to love Him too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all our God has ever wanted,&lt;br /&gt;Through the grace that He granted.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to tell you that it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;That you are now walking in Light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3205203021143858664?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3205203021143858664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3205203021143858664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3205203021143858664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3205203021143858664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/03/who-is-he.html' title='Who is He?'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-6003161247039106831</id><published>2007-03-19T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:09:50.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitation To The Thirsty - Isaiah 55</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt; Invitation to the Thirsty &lt;/h5&gt;  &lt;span id="en-NIV-18742" class="sup"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; "Come, all you who are thirsty,&lt;br /&gt;       come to the waters;&lt;br /&gt;       and you who have no money,&lt;br /&gt;       come, buy and eat!&lt;br /&gt;       Come, buy wine and milk&lt;br /&gt;       without money and without cost.  &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18743" class="sup"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Why spend money on what is not bread,&lt;br /&gt;       and your labor on what does not satisfy?&lt;br /&gt;       Listen, listen to me, and eat what is good,&lt;br /&gt;       and your soul will delight in the richest of fare. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18744" class="sup"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; Give ear and come to me;&lt;br /&gt;       hear me, that your soul may live.&lt;br /&gt;       I will make an everlasting covenant with you,&lt;br /&gt;       my faithful love promised to David. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18745" class="sup"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; See, I have made him a witness to the peoples,&lt;br /&gt;       a leader and commander of the peoples. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18746" class="sup"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Surely you will summon nations you know not,&lt;br /&gt;       and nations that do not know you will hasten to you,&lt;br /&gt;       because of the LORD your God,&lt;br /&gt;       the Holy One of Israel,&lt;br /&gt;       for he has endowed you with splendor." &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18747" class="sup"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; Seek the LORD while he may be found;&lt;br /&gt;       call on him while he is near. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18748" class="sup"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; Let the wicked forsake his way&lt;br /&gt;       and the evil man his thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;       Let him turn to the LORD, and he will have mercy on him,&lt;br /&gt;       and to our God, for he will freely pardon. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18749" class="sup"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; "For my thoughts are not your thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;       neither are your ways my ways,"&lt;br /&gt;       declares the LORD. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-18750" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "As the heavens are higher than the earth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       so are my ways higher than your ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       and my thoughts than your thoughts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18751" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; As the rain and the snow&lt;br /&gt;       come down from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;       and do not return to it&lt;br /&gt;       without watering the earth&lt;br /&gt;       and making it bud and flourish,&lt;br /&gt;       so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18752" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; so is my word that goes out from my mouth:&lt;br /&gt;       It will not return to me empty,&lt;br /&gt;       but will accomplish what I desire&lt;br /&gt;       and achieve the purpose for which I sent it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18753" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; You will go out in joy&lt;br /&gt;       and be led forth in peace;&lt;br /&gt;       the mountains and hills&lt;br /&gt;       will burst into song before you,&lt;br /&gt;       and all the trees of the field&lt;br /&gt;       will clap their hands. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-18754" class="sup"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; Instead of the thornbush will grow the pine tree,&lt;br /&gt;       and instead of briers the myrtle will grow.&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This will be for the LORD's renown, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       for an everlasting sign, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;       which will not be destroyed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-6003161247039106831?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/6003161247039106831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=6003161247039106831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6003161247039106831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6003161247039106831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/03/invitation-to-thirsty-isaiah-55.html' title='Invitation To The Thirsty - Isaiah 55'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3201149828283386661</id><published>2007-03-19T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T18:23:23.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beliefs</title><content type='html'>I cannot reconcile my beliefs and they can't either. I can only pray that one day God will give her the revelation. If the truth will set us free then either let me be wrong and let me see or let me be right and let her see. Let her ask the questions and decide for herself beyond what her family believes to what she believes, deep inside. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3201149828283386661?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3201149828283386661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3201149828283386661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3201149828283386661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3201149828283386661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/03/beliefs.html' title='Beliefs'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3463268142579959124</id><published>2007-02-22T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T18:30:41.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JOT - 22 Feb 2007</title><content type='html'>Mmm, fun day today.. =] Went shopping, got 2 new shirts, and 2 pairs of shoes. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep this short and simple, going for dinner with my godparents in a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting Fact Of The Day:&lt;br /&gt;Nadia Elena Comaneci, a Romanian gymnast was the first gymnast in Olympic history to be awarded a perfect 10.0 out of 10.0 for her routine in the 1976 Summer Olympics in Montreal. She did her performance to the theme song to the American soap opera "The Young and the Restless". The song became the best seller of year 1976, and the song writer renamed it to "Nadia's Theme" after her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3463268142579959124?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3463268142579959124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3463268142579959124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3463268142579959124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3463268142579959124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/02/jot-22-feb-2007_22.html' title='JOT - 22 Feb 2007'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-2909051767001594651</id><published>2007-02-21T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T00:40:42.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journal Of Thoughts - JOT</title><content type='html'>We don't always say what we mean or mean what we say and we don't always get what we want or want what we get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do your utmost best to say that you mean, definitely do mean what you say coz nobody likes a broken promise and they are the hardest things to fix anyway. We may not always get what we want but God ensures that we will get what we need for everything that we want may not necessarily be good for us and be grateful for all the things that we do have and don't just toss it aside. I don't know why I posted this, just wanted too I guess.. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-2909051767001594651?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/2909051767001594651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=2909051767001594651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2909051767001594651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2909051767001594651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/02/journal-of-thoughts-jot.html' title='Journal Of Thoughts - JOT'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-4112809599311474810</id><published>2007-02-20T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:47:59.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY - Of Family, Food &amp; Angpows</title><content type='html'>Hey hey, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It's been a long time since I updated.. Anyway, what's happening with you guys and girls? Hope you're doing fine, I'm real sorry for neglecting you guys lately, been just so busy with everything that's been going on. It's the CNY hols now and it's like a heaven-sent break from all the stress, work and fatigue. Really nice not to have to worry about anything for a week or so, thank You, God! Haha, my CNY hols started out really good. First event was a dinner with my godparents and then the day after was a dinner at one of my father's friend's house where there were this 3 UBER-CUTE girls. Jealous? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    On Sunday, left for Fraser's Hill for my family reunion. Don't ask me why there, it was a mass decision that everybody liked. The weather was super nice, sungguh nyaman taking it in BM. And the view, *whistles* massively fantastically B-E-A-UTIFUL~ Seeing all my cousins and uncles and aunties was really good. They all grew so much and it was really good catching up again considering I only see them once a year. Hmm, first day we didn't do much but sit around, talk, eat and watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Second day was nice, we went this archery range and my smaller cousins went for horse-riding. Then me and 4 of my relatives went for a round of woodball. For those of you wondering what in Heaven's name that is, it's like a combo of golf and croquet. Yes, croquet, right down to that ridiculous mallet and the ball. Was soooo funny. We had some really good laughs there especially at the super steep hills. Then back for lunch and more movies. Pool at night + foosball rounded off a fun day. Ended with messing around with my cousins, kacauing them, and talking alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Next day, everybody got ready to pack up and head down. Final goodbyes and farewells were said, contacts exchanged, etc. Kinda sad to leave them all. My baby cousin kept saying she didn't wanna go home. XD Slept all the way down to PJ and then had people over for visitation, called my friend and so the day ends up with me here typing this. Anyway, hope you guys have a great CNY as well, and may you collect lots and lots of angpows. I did, still am and will. HAHAHA~ LMAO, ROFL, LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: How can this blasted place be so friggin cold and yet so hot at the same time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, guys and girls, take care of yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-4112809599311474810?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/4112809599311474810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=4112809599311474810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4112809599311474810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/4112809599311474810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-of-family-food-angpows.html' title='CNY - Of Family, Food &amp; Angpows'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8782782916910915923</id><published>2007-02-10T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:13:58.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proverbs 16:3</title><content type='html'>Commit to the Lord whatever you do,&lt;br /&gt; And your plans will succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Proverbs 16:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Hui Ying =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8782782916910915923?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8782782916910915923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8782782916910915923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8782782916910915923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8782782916910915923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/02/proverbs-163.html' title='Proverbs 16:3'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-1432161588396926748</id><published>2007-02-04T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T19:13:58.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise You In This Storm - Casting Crowns</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;"Praise You In This Storm"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure by now&lt;br /&gt;That You would have reached down&lt;br /&gt;And wiped our tears away&lt;br /&gt;Stepped in and saved the day&lt;br /&gt;But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As the thunder rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I barely hear Your whisper through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I'm with you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And as Your mercy falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And takes away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll praise You in this storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I will lift my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For You are who You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No matter where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every tear I've cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You hold in Your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You never left my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And though my heart is torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will praise You in this storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled in the wind&lt;br /&gt;You heard my cry&lt;br /&gt;You raised me up again&lt;br /&gt;My strength is almost gone&lt;br /&gt;How can I carry on&lt;br /&gt;If I can't find You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;And as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift my eyes unto the hills&lt;br /&gt;Where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the Lord&lt;br /&gt;The Maker of Heaven and Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-1432161588396926748?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/1432161588396926748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=1432161588396926748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1432161588396926748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1432161588396926748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/02/praise-you-in-this-storm-casting-crowns.html' title='Praise You In This Storm - Casting Crowns'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-6674052190994551610</id><published>2007-01-28T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:04:34.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Bahh, I give up. One of the uses of a blog is to allow for ranting and so rant I shall. It's been a super hectic few weeks since the beginning of school what with the amazing amount of punishment I can put my body through. 5 tuitions a week, 2 on Tues, 1 on Wed, 2 on Thurs takes up quite abit of time not including the fact that I'm the camp commandat for CF Camp 2007 adding even more to the stress and being head photographer (cool as that may sound) for my school magazine doesn't help not even mentioning being ketua for what I consider a very irresponsible and inconsiderate class that can make me very irate sometimes. It's annoying I tell you, just having to do so many things and on top of that having to maintain good grades (that's one thing I'm failing at), trying to be a good friend (I know, self-praise but it's true) and being "godly" so called. I can't! I'm failing at everything I try and it's super miserable trying to cope with so much. Sometimes I try so hard but I can only produce mediocre results and it's not the acknowledgement I get from others. I know that I can do better, everybody tells me I have potential, teachers, parents, seminar people, church people, friends. I KNOW I have potential but I can't DO it! I just can't, it's like trying to run a race with your track covered in waist deep mud. Everybody else just keeps on pulling ahead. And I'm struggling with my own personal temptations and problems as well only nobody knows about those. Nobody bothers, everybody is wrapped up in themselves (this probably sounds like I am too). But it gets so irritating. Everything feels so routine now, just slumping through each day, just trying to blasted SURVIVE. I can't even worship properly anymore, whenever I try worshipping it feels like there is this massive block that won't lift. I pray but nothing happens, so I just put on a happy face. The things that I felt comfortable with like lifting my hands in worship have become alien. I sing because I must not because I want too. I don't want it to be this way! I want to worship my Lord Jesus Christ because I love Him not out of some obligation because it's a religion. We've heard it so many billions of  times, Christianity is a relationship, not a religion. But it's starting to feel that way. Do this, do that. I'm trying to find help but none is forthcoming. I haven't touched my Bible in such a long time, I know I should but I just can't find the time. Maybe I should just quit. CF is lacking passion as well, so many things have become normal. Like Gloria says, have we become complacent? Lacking in fire and power and passion and craziness for what we used to long for? Jesus is not boring, I can personally testify to that fact. In fact, my God is the very opposite of boring, He is exciting, amazing, entrancing. Yet CF has become so normal, like we are concentrating to hard on the external. We practice so hard, we've got new technology now, we've got dedicated people but what about after us? What happens to the following generations. CF is an amazing tool to reach out to the people in the school, but if we ourselves (me included) can't even find CF fun how do we tell others? That would be a plain blatant lie. I don't know. And that's it for my ranting. For those people who actually read above, thank you. That is how I feel now what can I do about it. What can God do about it through me?&lt;br /&gt;Lord God, I'm sorry that we have grown comfortable. Shake us up, Lord, let us once again experience that power and majesty and grace and mercy and love that You poured out for us on the cross at Golgotha and show us, emanate through us the LIFE that you gave to us through the resurrection of Your Son, Jesus Christ. For on the cross, He died with Sin and He rose again to bring new life to us that we may once again walk in communion with You, Abba Father. Thank You for what You have done. Create in me a clean heart, O God and renew a right spirit within me. I commit into Your hands all the above, all the problems, the worries, the tiredness. Refresh me and everybody, O God that we may do the will of the One who called us. Grant us peace and strength. For this I ask You. In Jesus's name I pray. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-6674052190994551610?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/6674052190994551610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=6674052190994551610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6674052190994551610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6674052190994551610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/01/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-7004309464921958929</id><published>2007-01-22T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T17:46:29.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening</title><content type='html'>Whose woods these are I think I know.&lt;br /&gt; His house is in the village though;&lt;br /&gt; He will not see me stopping here&lt;br /&gt; To watch his woods fill up with snow.&lt;br /&gt; My little horse must think it queer&lt;br /&gt; To stop without a farmhouse near&lt;br /&gt; Between the woods and frozen lake&lt;br /&gt; The darkest evening of the year.&lt;br /&gt; He gives his harness bells a shake&lt;br /&gt; To ask if there is some mistake.&lt;br /&gt; The only other sound's the sweep&lt;br /&gt; Of easy wind and downy flake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The woods are lovely, dark and deep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I have promises to keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And miles to go before I sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And miles to go before I sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I learnt and I found applies to me. I would love to rest, love to just leave everything and sleep but I have responsibilities and promise that I have to fulfill, that I have to keep. So on I shall go, but don't take this thinking that I do not like what I am doing. I'm doing it not only because I have too but because I LOVE too and that makes all the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7004309464921958929?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7004309464921958929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7004309464921958929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7004309464921958929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7004309464921958929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2007/01/stopping-by-woods-on-snowy-evening.html' title='Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3315446530173210120</id><published>2006-12-24T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:54:03.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OYE Camp</title><content type='html'>Hey hey~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies for the super late update. Really been feeling no inspiration whatsoever to blog. I have so much to write about though so here goes. *deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing that happened was OYE Camp. OYE means Open Your Eyes and it was organized by the youth of CBC Seapark. Being part of the committee, I naturally had to go. At first was a bit skeptical of it as the response wasn't very good. Last week before registration closed and there was only like 40+ people going for it. But God is good and when camp itself rolled around, about 55++ people showed up. Most of them were either newcomers or the younger ones who had never been to a youth camp before. So at 730 on the 9th of December, everybody gathered in the church house to get ready to go there. The bus left at about 9 which was exactly on schedule if I remember correctly. Me, Aaron and Ivan went in Ivan's car. We had our first trial on the way up to Gracehill Lodge, Bukit Tinggi when we took a wrong turning and ended up having to retrace our route all the way down. When we finally got there, there was a small introduction game and after getting to know our groups, we were sent packing to our dorms. Then a group games thing after lunch. Etc etc and it was dinner time. The first night session was interesting, we had an Australian guy from Planetshakers as a guest to our guest speaker speaking. Did everybody understand that? Lol~ Then off to bed for an early wake up call the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember that first morning as if it were yesterday. The whole committee had morning watch so we all woke up about 530. When I walked outside the first thing that struck me was the light. There was no man-made light at all, it was totally moonlight and starlight. The night sky was simple amazingly exquisite. There was no other word for it, it was like God had spread out the stars just for us. There were no clouds and it was so clear. Whoever said the night sky was dark has never seen it properly. My entire committee was sitting on the ground just staring up at the night sky. A wonderful morning watch followed by Sunday service conducted by Gary, our youth supervisor, then lunch followed by station games. I tell you, those were some fantastic games. Especially the peanut butter one. Blehz. We ended up jumping into the pool after that, that was super fun. The height of the platform was like 7 feet above the pool so the jump down was fantastic. Then a trip to a nearby waterfall for fun and games. After dinner, we continued with our sessions. That was an interesting session. I was crying my eyes out, just could not stop. It was like I was pouring out all my fears, worries, burdens, hopes and dreams to God. There was this peace and serenity after doing that. That was my highlight of the camp. There is so much to tell but not enough space in this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am just to lazy, suffice to say it was a great camp. The entire committee was first-timers, most of us were quite inexperienced yet we had one of the best camps I've ever been too. Thank God for getting us through that. Most of the youth came back asking for more. All praise and honor and glory be to God for working so powerfully throughout the camp. Take care, guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3315446530173210120?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3315446530173210120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3315446530173210120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3315446530173210120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3315446530173210120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/12/oye-camp.html' title='OYE Camp'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3614689892206763838</id><published>2006-12-08T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:48:22.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayang Camp 2006</title><content type='html'>Hey hey~&lt;br /&gt;    Sayang Camp was super fun this year. About 50 - 60 people came and we all had to cram into Priscilla Lim's house (not like it was that small). We got there about 9 and busied ourselves helping to ready things and catching up with friends that we haven't seen during the hols. Finally got around to starting around 1030 with an ice-breaker to introduce those new at the camp. Worship by Sze Mei which was quite good then straight into workshops. I went around taking pics till I settled down in the Worship workshop where Yvonne shared with us about worship. Didn't agree totally but it was good to see things in perspective. Lunch then games! Since it was raining we played a few indoor games and when it stopped, proceeded outside for a super fun time of wetting people. I got totally drenched by Janice who snuck up on me and emptied an entire bucket full on me. T_T But it was all quite fun. Then we tried setting up the BBQ (we hadn't bathed and were still totally wet XD). Took some time to get it going and then proceeded to BBQ at least 60 - 80 chicken wings, assorted sausages and other things. Things wound down after dinner and we went in for caroling, another worship session led by Clarice and a very interesting drama by the Covenant Players followed by their personal testimonies.&lt;br /&gt;It really struck me how alike Howard was to me in terms of being a pastor's kid and all. Long post yes? Well, I'm not done yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, photo session! Finishing that, those BBQ-ers (me, Clarice, Raymas, Sook Kuan, etc etc)  who hadn't eaten went outside to get more food. BBQ-ed pork with honey is delicious btw. We ended up chatting outside till 1 in the morning where we cleaned up and went back in. I took my bath with cold water at 1 in the morning. Brr, was soooooo cold! Then chatted with Jenna, Tzu Fernn and Joseph for a while before going to join Chris Oh, Hoc Mun, Kin Ming and Zhi Loon after Clarice came down. Lepas tu, Inkkie and Brenda came down coz they coudn't sleep so they plopped down in the kitchen with us to try and sleep. Brenda in my sleeping bag and Inkkie on a chair of all places. After lots and lots more crapping I finally got to tired so off to bed it was for me. That was about 0415 in the morning. Whew, looong day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, woke up at 7 to cook breakfast. Joshua Chin, me, Naomi, Tim Ch'ng, John Lim and Shu Yi prepared breakfast. Amazing how fast 70 eggs can be cooked. And everybody was quite happy with the breakfast as well. Then we had a testimony by an uncle whose name I forgot. XD I'm sorry to say I missed most of it coz I was so sleepy I dozed off. Sorry. &gt;.&lt; Anyway after that it was mostly just fellowship time, lotsa crapping, pictures and fun. ^^ About 4 something, we all finally up and went home. But for the caroling team, the day wasn't over yet. We went to Clarice's house to practice till about 6. After that it was finally time to go home. Managed to kacau Samantha all the way to my house. HAHAHA! *yawns* OYE Camp tmr, so that's all for now. Thanks for those who actually read this. My apologies on the super long-ness of it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting Quote Of The Day:&lt;br /&gt;Nisi dominus frustra - Without God, all is in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I saw this phrase in Priscilla's house during Sayang Camp 2006 and when her mom explained the meaning to us, it really struck me as to how true it was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3614689892206763838?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3614689892206763838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3614689892206763838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3614689892206763838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3614689892206763838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/12/sayang-camp-2006.html' title='Sayang Camp 2006'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-2572435693103804099</id><published>2006-12-06T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T20:08:14.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Camp Camp Camp!</title><content type='html'>Whee, from tomorrow onwards going to camp! Whee, busy busy December..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;First would be Sayang Camp, 7 - 8 Dec.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Then Open Your Eyes CBC Seapark Youth Camp! The T-shirt rocks! Lol 9 -12 Dec.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Lepas tu ler ada juga Planetshakers, 13 - 15 Dec. Come for the night concert, we will rock the place!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Then DUMC's Adventure Camp on the 17 - 20 Dec.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; Woo, gonna be a super fun December. ^^ Not including Christmas coming and lots and lots of stuff happening.. Going caroling, visiting friends. But I have no idea what to buy for Christmas presents. Aaa, well.. We shall hafta see on that. Don't want this year to end though, has been a great year with the typical ups and downs of any teenager's life. But everything worked out nicely and here I am at the end of it all a better person I hope. Alright, enough reminiscing. BBFN! Bye-bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Useless Interesting Quote Of The Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It doesn't matter what temperature a room is, it's always room temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I got bored of facts. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-2572435693103804099?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/2572435693103804099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=2572435693103804099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2572435693103804099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2572435693103804099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/12/camp-camp-camp-camp.html' title='Camp Camp Camp Camp!'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-283451785484734101</id><published>2006-12-05T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T18:39:34.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Nicky, Bad Jeremy ^^</title><content type='html'>There was once a girl named Nicky!&lt;br /&gt;Who is quite cute and very very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;She has a friend named Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;Who loves to disturb poor Nicky..&lt;br /&gt;Bad bad bad Jeremy. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-283451785484734101?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/283451785484734101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=283451785484734101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/283451785484734101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/283451785484734101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/12/poor-nicky-bad-jeremy.html' title='Poor Nicky, Bad Jeremy ^^'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5767094649271494105</id><published>2006-12-05T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:32:05.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Christ Alone - Brian Littrel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Christ alone will I glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though I could pride myself in battles won &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For I’ve been blessed beyond measure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And by His strength alone I’ll overcome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, I could stop and count successes like diamonds in my hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But those trophies could not equal to the grace by which I stand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Christ alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I place my trust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And find my glory in the power of the cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In every victory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let it be said of me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My source of strength &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My source of hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is Christ alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Christ alone do I glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For only by His grace I am redeemed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For only His tender mercy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Could reach beyond my weakness to my need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And now I seek no greater honor in just to know Him more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And to count my gains but losses to the glory of my Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song, for the truth in the words and the encouragement it gives. In everything I do, no matter what happens to me, through every storm or sunny day, my trust and my glory and my praise and all my worship will be for Christ Jesus alone. No one else deserves it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5767094649271494105?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5767094649271494105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5767094649271494105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5767094649271494105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5767094649271494105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-christ-alone-brian-littrel.html' title='In Christ Alone - Brian Littrel'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8424393907587493533</id><published>2006-12-04T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:10:54.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah 29:11</title><content type='html'>"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord. "Plans to prosper and not to harm you, to give you a hope and a future."&lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something for you, Kar Mun. ^^ And a reassurance for me too I suppose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8424393907587493533?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8424393907587493533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8424393907587493533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8424393907587493533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8424393907587493533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/12/jeremiah-2911.html' title='Jeremiah 29:11'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-5892865748042545888</id><published>2006-12-04T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:19:58.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Feats of Endurance.</title><content type='html'>Whew, long time no post. XD It's been a very tiring few days, with my temper getting slightly worse as a result of a serious lack of sleep.. Friday had my usual Chem and Add. Maths tuition with a quick trip to 1U after that with Nicky and Rache for movie. Deja vu is a great movie, but made me think alot. Then had CG and got back home about 1130 only. Next day was camp meeting at 930, music practice at 12 till 5 then caroling practice for church at 8 - 10 so I was out literally the whole day. The good thing? My mommy came home from Japan! YAY! I got some amazingly adorable keychains and chocolate and candy. I love it when my mom goes overseas. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be watching a lot of movies this hols. Today had a gander at Casino Royale. Great show, the action scenes were very very well-done. And that's all. I have nothing at all to post. So, ciao guys.. Oh, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Useless Interesting Fact Of The Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All porcupines float in water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-5892865748042545888?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/5892865748042545888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=5892865748042545888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5892865748042545888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/5892865748042545888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/12/extreme-feats-of-endurance.html' title='Extreme Feats of Endurance.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3299303258480600555</id><published>2006-11-27T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:01:47.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted?</title><content type='html'>I wasted an hour one morning beside a mountain stream,&lt;br /&gt;I seized a cloud from the sky above and fashioned myself a dream.&lt;br /&gt;In the hush of the early twilight, far from the haunts of men,&lt;br /&gt;I wasted a summer evening, and fashioned my dream again.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted? Perhaps. Folks say so who never have walked with God.&lt;br /&gt;When lanes are purple with lilacs or yellow with goldenrod.&lt;br /&gt;But I have found strength for my labors in that one short evening hour.&lt;br /&gt;I have found joy and contentment; I have found peace and power.&lt;br /&gt;My dreaming has left me a treasure, a hope that is strong and true.&lt;br /&gt;From wasted hours I have built my life and found my faith anew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3299303258480600555?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3299303258480600555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3299303258480600555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3299303258480600555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3299303258480600555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/wasted.html' title='Wasted?'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8242073819997496259</id><published>2006-11-26T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:46:45.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over!! @.@</title><content type='html'>YAY, finally finally finally Discovery Days are over! Another successful one thanks to the teachers, the "uncles" and "aunties" who meluangkan masa to help out with the little kiddies. Whee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, was a super fun fun fun last day though. We had an outing to Zoo Negara. Just picture this scene, 150+ kids running wild in the zoo. Nightmare, yes? Thank God I got the more well-behaved bunch.. Haha, got to see some wonderful animals. I hadn't been to the zoo for more then 3 years already. XD Amazing creations of God and the variety of them. *whistles in amazement* Most of the time we think about them and it seems so ordinary, like lions and tigers.. But to see them up close gives a sense of awe. They're so graceful yet deadly. Haha, all in all a very successful DD though it thoroughly exhausted most of the helpers who were there.. At the end of the day we were almost dead on our feet. Amazing fact: all the helpers actually managed to get up for first service the next day at 830. Woo.. Praise to God..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today watched Happy Feet!! It's such a cute movie, about a 7.5/10 merely for the scenes alone. The story line was kinda boring but the animation was simple incredible.. Imagine free-falling of a cliff covered in ice then on for the most amazing roller-coaster type ride. Go watch it! Haha, now home finally resting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going now, BBFN. God bless you all who bother to read this and those who don't  ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-8242073819997496259?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/8242073819997496259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=8242073819997496259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8242073819997496259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/8242073819997496259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over!! @.@'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-7551859441976660305</id><published>2006-11-26T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T20:05:39.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unanswered?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hear what the unjust judge saith. And shall not God avenge his own elect which cry day and night unto him, though he bear long with them? I tell you that he will avenge them speedily"&lt;/span&gt; (Luke 18:6-7).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's seasons are not at your beck. If the first stroke of the flint doth not bring forth the fire, you must strike again. God will hear prayer, but He may not answer it at the time which we in our minds have appointed; He will reveal Himself to our seeking hearts, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not just when and where we have settled in  our own expectations&lt;/span&gt;. Hence the need of perseverance and importunity in supplication. In the days of flint and steel and brimstone matches we had to strike and strike again, dozens of times, before we could get a spark to live in the tinder; and we were thankful enough if we succeeded at last. Shall we not be as persevering and hopeful as to heavenly things? We have more certainty of success in this business than we had with our flint and steel, for we have God's promises at our back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let us despair. God's time for mercy will come; yea, it has come, if our time for believing has arrived. Ask in faith nothing wavering; but never cease from petitioning because the King delays to reply. Strike the steel again. Make the sparks fly and have your tinder ready; you will get a light before long. --C. H. Spurgeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe that there is such a thing in the history of God's kingdom as a right prayer offered in a right spirit that is forever left unanswered. --Theodore L. Cuyler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                 Streams in the Desert&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                       compiled by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-7551859441976660305?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/7551859441976660305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=7551859441976660305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7551859441976660305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/7551859441976660305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/unanswered.html' title='Unanswered?'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3734341321415266433</id><published>2006-11-25T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T01:16:28.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DD &amp; Bukit Lagu Bersatu Hidup Konsert</title><content type='html'>Welcome all to my blog once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have reached a decision, I shall try to post more things that will be useful generally instead of just about my life since my life is quite mundane and boring anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was a super tiring day for me. Bangun pada pukul 0700. My church had a VBS on for the kiddies and guess who helped out? Me. XD, was fun though. Spent a nice long-ish day with the kids and had quite a few interesting experiences. First time I've ever seen a clown evangelising and I now know how to make wanton and sausage rolls. Also spent some time yelling at about 150 kids, none of whom liked to listen. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went with Aunty Shu Yee, Phil, Grace Lee and Yew San to the Hillsongs United Live Concert. Amazing turnout, over 600+ people crammed into SIB KL. But was super good, really could feel God there and the talents of the band were simply amazing. The bassist and the drummer especially rocked! Met so many friends there as well. Sarah/ Michelle Chan, little Sze Mei, Fei Yan, Chelle and Ranee, Gloria, Jeen, and many many more including a whole bunch from my church. After that a few of us went makan, where we got to be lame and happy and managed to corrupt Grace Lee just a little bit more. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And total time spent away from home since the morning was 17 hours straight. Woooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Useless Interesting Fact Of The Day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The word "Checkmate" in chess comes from the Persian phrase "Shah Mat," which &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;means "the king is dead".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And that's all folks. BBFN, Bye-bye for now ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3734341321415266433?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3734341321415266433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3734341321415266433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3734341321415266433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3734341321415266433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/dd-bukit-lagu-bersatu-hidup-konsert.html' title='DD &amp; Bukit Lagu Bersatu Hidup Konsert'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-6555511173712362959</id><published>2006-11-22T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T00:06:40.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gliding On Blades</title><content type='html'>Wondering about the title? Haha.. Well, it is true.. Today me, Mia and YYY went ice-skating! Whee.. Was a super fun time, we managed to skate for about 3 hours straight and none of us fell down! Amazing wasn't it. There were quite a few cute girls at the skating rink as well.. Hahahaha! After lunch where I downed 2 chocolate sundaes, 1 large coke, 1 large fries and a double cheeseburger (they were so shocked I could eat so much XD), we went to visit Su-lyn.  Happily pretended to lose our way for YYY's benefit and had a great laugh. Then messed around in Lyn's house for quite sometime. Got home around 1600 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't the end of my day though.. At 7 my mom came home and told me to get ready, we were off to 1U again. Blwekz! =.=" Haha, well, I did need to get some shopping done. Was quite fun though. We had dinner at Zuup (they have a PS2 there!) then proceeded to the shopping part. I met Sze Mei and family there as well and so happily scared her as she was finishing her dinner. Woah, can that girl SCREAM! XD Kar Mun and I have decided to call her little Sze Mei from now on. Imagining the look of irritation on her face is just so amusing. Hahaha! Finally got home at 11 and now here I am blogging. Lalala.. Now then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Useless Interesting Fact Of The Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To escape the grip of a crocodile's jaws, push your thumbs into its eyeballs --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it will let you go instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-6555511173712362959?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/6555511173712362959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=6555511173712362959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6555511173712362959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6555511173712362959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/gliding-on-blades.html' title='Gliding On Blades'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-6215132950616855503</id><published>2006-11-20T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:18:13.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Have, Always Will</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always Have, Always Will - Avalon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is the prodigal,&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is the other brother,&lt;br /&gt;But I think the heart of me&lt;br /&gt;Is really somewhere between them&lt;br /&gt;Some days I'm running wild&lt;br /&gt;Some days we're reconciled&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder all the while&lt;br /&gt;Why you put up with me, when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrestle most days&lt;br /&gt;To find ways to do as I please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;I always have, I always will&lt;br /&gt;You saved me once,&lt;br /&gt;You save me still&lt;br /&gt;My longing heart,&lt;br /&gt;Your love alone can fill&lt;br /&gt;You always have, always will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born with a wayward heart&lt;br /&gt;Still I live with a restless spirit&lt;br /&gt;My soul is so well worn&lt;br /&gt;You'd think I'd have arrived by now&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in the trappings of&lt;br /&gt;My search for lasting love&lt;br /&gt;I've made mistakes enough&lt;br /&gt;To last me a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still slip, I still fall&lt;br /&gt;But I'll always run back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna keep trusting You&lt;br /&gt;I see what You've seen me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' where You have gone (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting You lead me on&lt;br /&gt;All my days (always and forever)&lt;br /&gt;Never far (never leave me never)&lt;br /&gt;Here I'll stay (ever love me ever)&lt;br /&gt;Here's my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'll always love You, love You (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, You always have, You always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best songs I've ever heard from Avalon. God's promises all contained in there. As long as we trust in Him, He will always be faithful and will NEVER leave us nor forsake us. And that is my hope and my promise to go in life. That no matter what, He is always there. Even though I make mistakes and I sin, He forgives me. Always have been, always will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-6215132950616855503?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/6215132950616855503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=6215132950616855503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6215132950616855503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6215132950616855503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/always-have-always-will.html' title='Always Have, Always Will'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3632700076236059476</id><published>2006-11-20T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:11:26.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day That Was Today.</title><content type='html'>Yoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, weirdly enough I seem to be posting like super early in the mornings. Well, it's normal I suppose now I don't have to get up early for school. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to my days of life. Thurs went to the orthodontist again. Changed my color, black this time. Haha, then had a good lunch with Phui Yi and went home to carolling practice ltr, like I said in my previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri was booooring though. Woke up real late, about 1130 then just wandered around pointlessly till about 1400 when my dad came home with lunch. Really missed talking to some of my friends. XD Cellgroup was good though, the food was fantastic as usual. Fried rice, nasi lemak and fruits! Hmm, the Word was real good as well. Talking about mixing with the wrong people. Haha, Godly living. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat was a blur, I really can't remember what happened except for me sitting with eyes half-closed sitting at the computer just typing anything that came into my head. The results were actually pretty amazing. I managed to jot down exactly what I was feeling. Haha, was super long though. Then the youth leaders came over for a meeting type session which took about 2 hours. Very well done, we realised that we were doing things very blindly before that. Dinnertime came after that with the usual interesting crap that youth usually come up with when together. Haha, some of it was pretty hilarious. I &lt;3 my youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sun was good as usual, our day of rest started out with my entire family heading to church coz I had ushering duty. Was super fun though. Michelle came and shocked me like crazy. Mich Foo that is. Was good to see her again though. We also had volleyball today! But it started raining right in the middle of our game. T_T And Julian was so close to breaking his losing streak. Ahh, well, next time my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scouts will be coming back tomorrow. Haha, hope they had fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Useless Interesting Fact Of The Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Studies show that if a cat falls off the seventh floor of a building it has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; about thirty percent less chance of surviving than a cat that falls off the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; twentieth floor. It supposedly takes about eight floors for the cat to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; what is occurring, relax and correct itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Something interesting for Win in case she visits. XD Hahaha! There's been that old saying that cats always land on their feet. Somebody study that and get back to me please. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao, peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3632700076236059476?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3632700076236059476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3632700076236059476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3632700076236059476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3632700076236059476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-that-was-today.html' title='The Day That Was Today.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-1563157699872137663</id><published>2006-11-18T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:01:03.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing In The Sun</title><content type='html'>Howdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Well, it technically wasn't in the sun. On Thurs went for carolling practice for CF. Was so fun and it's really turning out nicely though still very few people.. Oh, well.. I'm sure it'll turn out. Real tired now so this will be short. Enjoy Psalms 23 though. It's something that really comforts me in times of sadness. All praise be to God! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Interesting Useless Fact Of The Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The longest word in the English language, according to the Oxford English Dictionary is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis" which has 45 characters total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;XD, isn't that interesting? Hahaha.. Farewell, people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-1563157699872137663?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/1563157699872137663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=1563157699872137663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1563157699872137663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/1563157699872137663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/singing-in-sun.html' title='Singing In The Sun'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-780575753930299421</id><published>2006-11-18T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:22:40.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Shepherd</title><content type='html'>The Lord is my Shepherd,&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be in want.&lt;br /&gt;He let's me rest in green pastures,&lt;br /&gt;He leads me besides still waters,&lt;br /&gt;He restores my soul.&lt;br /&gt;He leads me in paths of righteousness for His namesake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,&lt;br /&gt;I shall fear no evil, for You are with me.&lt;br /&gt;Your Rod and Your Staff, they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;&lt;br /&gt;You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows.&lt;br /&gt;Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life&lt;br /&gt;And I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 23: 1-6&lt;br /&gt;A psalm of David.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-780575753930299421?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/780575753930299421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=780575753930299421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/780575753930299421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/780575753930299421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-shepherd.html' title='My Shepherd'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-2216901422451474355</id><published>2006-11-15T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:59:48.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Is Merely Tomorrow's Yesterday.</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, coudn't think of what else to put for the title so just simply crapped. SPM students are starting their Accounts tomorrow so all the best to them! And to all the others who are still preparing for their coming exams. Work hard, guys and girls. Merely a few more weeks and liberty will be obtained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to wake up my friend at 9 today but I overslept till 930. Haha, maybe I'm the one who needs waking up. XD Sorrrrryy.. Ahh, well.. Managed to play PS2 for about 3 hours then happily went to BM tuition. Last day today, YAY! No more tuition till next year.. Weeheeheeeee! *Dances around joyfully* I forgot to mention my beautiful massage yesterday. Went to my father's friend's house, rich type guy, had the latest Ogawa massage chair that costs 7K. And for good reason, that was a fantastic massage. Haha, now I know what it feels like to be rich. Had a nice dinner all the way in Kota Damansara and then came home. Long day with very little accomplished. Ooo, i also finished up my Bio syllabus for the year ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Li Ching, camp camp camp. Haha, that's how it works, the burden of leadership. Everybody has to look to somebody to lead and I bid thee good luck since it apparently fell to you. Don't worry la, it'll work out =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless Interesting Fact Of The Day:&lt;br /&gt;Remember how there are those amazingly useless laws that exist for the sole purpose of existing? Well, here's one. It is illegal to mispronounce 'Arkansas' while in the state of Arkansas!&lt;br /&gt;Completely true, you'll actually find it in the law book. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeee, that was a mildly useless fact, unless you are going to Arkansas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5255/833413283117597/1600/P3180163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5255/833413283117597/400/P3180163.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little pic Hui Ying took with my camera this year in Peacehaven. I really love this pic, it's so beautiful. Well, that's about all. Live free, my friends, take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-2216901422451474355?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/2216901422451474355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=2216901422451474355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2216901422451474355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/2216901422451474355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-merely-tomorrows-yesterday.html' title='Today Is Merely Tomorrow&apos;s Yesterday.'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-3885719311431064222</id><published>2006-11-14T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:20:44.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Stories &amp; Salesmanship</title><content type='html'>*Waves* Good morning all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a beautiful 2 hour nap. Was sooo tired. Nothing notable happened till about 1130 when i went for lunch with Ee Ee at Char Chan Teng. =] Then headed to school for the Form 1 Hari Pendaftaran to sell the school magazines to the incoming students parents. -.-"" None of the parents wanted any so we had to really "persuade" them. In the end sold about 20 copies only and so I lost RM2 in a bet with Mr. Gurcharan who said we coudn't sell more then 50. He was right. T_T Haha, that will teach me to bet with him again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also learnt about proper salesmanship techniques from Ee Ee and Danielle.. According to them a good salesman or saleswoman must have:&lt;br /&gt;1. Good looks&lt;br /&gt;2. A good voice&lt;br /&gt;3. I forgot the third one. =S&lt;br /&gt;But looking at the so called requirements, you can see why I wasn't very successful in selling anything. Si Ning was our salesperson of the day. But met a lot of friends who will be coming to SMKTS next year for Form 1. Seems like such a short time ago I was the one in Form 1 looking up in wonder at the "tai kor" and "tai ka jie" in Form 4 and 5. Now I'm here myself. Time flies when you're having fun. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless Interesting Fact Of The Day:&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that clinophobia is the fear of going to bed? Well it is. It is usually associated with dying when sleeping or being buried alive. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for ye book readers, if you haven't gotten to read Tuesdays With Morrie and The Five People You Meet In Heaven, get it ASAP. Written by Mitch Albom, these two are really good reads. Might not appeal to some people but the principles of life behind the books are very true and very heart-warming.&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Tuesdays With Morrie: Sometimes you cannot believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too - even when you’re in the dark. Even when you’re falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all for today, thanks for reading and may God bless you throughout your week. Live free! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-3885719311431064222?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/3885719311431064222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=3885719311431064222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3885719311431064222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/3885719311431064222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/waves-good-morning-all-just-had.html' title='Of Stories &amp; Salesmanship'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-6485164060247161908</id><published>2006-11-13T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:21:34.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Of Nothing</title><content type='html'>Yowza! =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy had a very non-interesting day today. XD Woke up about 1030 and happily started playing my PS2 till 3 something then had a long call with my good friend. ^^ Least that was interesting. Hmm, for you gamers out there who haven't played FF XII, GO PLAY! It ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Yawns* Hols have started but I'm still super busy.. Heading back to school tmr for the Form 1's Initiation Day type thing. Haha, oh, well.. I get to meet the new blood in SMKTS. That's all for now, live free ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting useless fact of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Every lighthouse in the world has a different rotation time for it's light so you can actually tell where in the world you are just by timing the light rotations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who go through your day at top speed read this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slow Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You better slow down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time is short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The music won't last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you run through each day on the fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you ask "How are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you hear the reply?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the day is done, do you lie in your bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With the next hundred chores running through your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'd better slow down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time is short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The music won't last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ever told your child, we'll do it tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in your haste, not see their sorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause you never had time to call and say, "Hi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You'd better slow down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't dance so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time is short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The music won't last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you run so fast to get somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You miss half the fun of getting there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you worry and hurry through your day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's like an unopened gift, thrown away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is not a race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do take it slower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hear the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before the song is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6827321615299359879-6485164060247161908?l=jeremy-jam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/feeds/6485164060247161908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6827321615299359879&amp;postID=6485164060247161908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6485164060247161908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6827321615299359879/posts/default/6485164060247161908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeremy-jam.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-of-nothing.html' title='A Day Of Nothing'/><author><name>Jeremy L</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13516457357206850456</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJmBY1rdM9E/SkhuLAUSQAI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lVvYUo4vjcI/S220/DSC_0599.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6827321615299359879.post-8818156199165713294</id><published>2006-11-13T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T00:22:17.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohayo gozaimasu!</title><content type='html'>Hey hey, people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very new at this so for my first post I shall keep this short. A little intro is due I think. For those of you who don't know me, I'm Jeremy Lim. PR status in Malaysia and student in the great and glorious (I use the term loosely) school that is SMK Taman Sea. I love Jesus Christ, my family and my friends cliche though this may sound. XD Well, sue me. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, lemme think.. Favourite things to do would be reading, swimming, badminton, onlining, gaming, hanging out with friends, messing around on the phone, singing, playing my guitar among other things. Haha, a very quick overview of me. This will not be an emo blog (least I hope it won't be). I will be posting stupid and/or interesting things that I think about or that I come up with or that I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, yea, had a fantastic time last Fri going out with friends. Rachel is my foozball queen, we trashed Sze Ting and Shannen. Wheeeeeee!~~~ Death Note was also a very interesting show.. Raises a lot of questions of morality. Who has the right to decide another's death other then God? Was what Raito did right? Hmm.. I'll leave u to decide that. But it was super fun hanging out with all you guys and girls, let's do it again sometime. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zat's about all for now I think, so until my next post, farewell! 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