<?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-5958863930841392746</id><updated>2011-11-28T12:32:20.254+13:00</updated><category term='My Greatest Love'/><category term='Introduction'/><category term='Surveys'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='Depression'/><category term='Ministry'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Homesick'/><category term='Wants'/><category term='Spiritual'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='Goals'/><category term='Preaching'/><category term='Christian'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Love life'/><category term='Videos'/><category term='Reflection'/><category term='Life'/><category term='My Miss List'/><category term='Fiji'/><category term='Lesson'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Greetings'/><category term='University'/><category term='Suffering'/><category term='Hurt'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Lifestyle'/><category term='Update'/><category term='Disaster'/><category term='Wala lang'/><category term='Money'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='S.A.F.F.'/><category term='Pain'/><category term='Sports'/><category term='Dreams'/><category term='Health'/><category term='Testimony'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Quiz'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Fei-lippines to Fei-ji</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my blog! My name is Fei. I'm an ambassador for Christ and I wanna live a purpose driven life with and a passion for Him. From Philippines to Fiji - here's my blog about living a life in the tropical paradise of Fiji in the South Pacific. I know God put me here for a reason. No matter how I miss the Philippines, God is always there to sustain me from all the homesickness and struggles I'm facing. It's a blessing to be here too. Hope to inspire and encourage people with this blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6152868415135421513</id><published>2010-01-11T19:55:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:59:53.431+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Moving Back to the Philippines</title><content type='html'>Hi readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I haven't updated this blog for ages... Just kinda busy with some other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm back here to the Philippines! I'll definitely write about the experience in Fiji and how I felt about moving back at home after 2 years and a half away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna have a major blog makeover very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-6152868415135421513?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6152868415135421513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6152868415135421513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6152868415135421513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6152868415135421513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2010/01/moving-back-to-philippines.html' title='Moving Back to the Philippines'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-8692117506685729653</id><published>2009-08-27T05:47:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T05:52:49.269+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Favor With People</title><content type='html'>Wow, haven't been updating this blog for ages. Sorry guys! hehe. Anyhow, we just finished the South Pacific Conference in our fellowship. It was awesome. I could write a novel. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the sermon on August 21st, Friday and was first written on my Facebook as a note. Just thought I'd share it here on my Blogspot. hehe. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm just aimless now. lol. I'm writing this because of Pastor Walsh's sermon entitled 'Favor with People'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tells about a man he carefully observed. A man who prays and reads the Bible. He does the things of God. He is basically a man of God. But when he goes home, he is friendless. He don't have the favor with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm like that. No, it's not a guess. It's a fact. Here in Fiji, at least. I go to church 3 times a week. I'm always present in church activities. Haven't been in outreaches lately though. I love the church. It's been our 'family' here in Fiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reality strikes... I have few friends. Friends that I could say I'm really *close* with. Like close, close. Thank God I have a sister I'm always with. If not for her, I could say I'm always ALL BY MYSELF. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh. It's frustrating! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shy and quiet. I know.. That's the first impression my friends say. But there's a reason for that... I had no childhood friends aside from my siblings and classmates in school. I mean, you know. In the Phil, at least, you have some playmates and friends in the neighborhood. I got none. I play with my sibs, and sometimes, with our yaya's or nannies. But I don't treat them like that. They are like a family. They took care of us when our parents were not there for us. **hint hint** Guess, you now get it why I'm shy and quiet... Yes, it has something to do with the past. I'll tell it all next time. It's another novel. I mean, story... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate rejection. I guess, not being able to be close with my rents when I was young somewhat made me feel rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the story, I'm like that man. I believe I do the things of God yet I don't find the favor with people. lol. Haha. Okay, enough for the emo-ness... I'm not saying I dont have friends. I have few *close* friends that I would really miss when I leave Fiji. I guess, the others cant catch up with me. I'm the person that doesn't talk much when I'm not that close to someone. But I must tell you, I'm easy to get along with. I suck at starting a conversation. It's hard for me to make new friends. Coz in the Phil, they make friends with me. lol. So I thank those friends who took the initiative. lmao. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my future friends, I'm not that hard to be friends with. I guess, one of the reasons people don't want to be that close to me is because they think the only way to get connected with me is Starbucks, and other some-what expensive places I go to hang out. I thought of that reason because someone has told me once that 'I have expensive taste'... I'm not choosy with those kinds of stuffs. I can eat street foods too, for crying out loud! haha. XD I might be a big spender at times but I also know how to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, whatever.. I just wanna let my future friends know that I wanna be friends with them. It's easy but it's hard. lol. It's easy to be friends with me but it's hard to keep up with me. I'm introvert. Someone must *trigger* that friendliness in me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favor with People. Why is it so hard to get? Sigh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 reasons Pastor Walsh pointed out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Busy-ness --- I'm too busy with nothing. lol. I mean, they are busy with something. Probably, with their own circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;2. Selfishness --- Okay, I'm not selfish. But maybe somehow. Ahh yeahh... When I have a friend, I want all of their attention,,,in some ways.. lol :p&lt;br /&gt;3. Laziness --- I'm too lazy to make friends... specially if I know that it wont last that long. What do I mean by this? As I've said, I'm easy to be friends with but it's hard to keep up with me. If I think that you're not the type of person who is like my best friend who is talkative (thank goodness she's not on Facebook), I mean hyper friendly not talkative, I'm lazy to make the effort. I know it's demonic. I should get rid of that motto and start to reach out and make friends. Ahh. I hate rejection. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I dunno why I shared this out. Less than 4 months to stay in Fiji. I guess, I'm still hoping to make some more friends before I leave. I mean, *close* friends. Or maybe not. At least, the fewer close friends I have, the fewer people I would miss when I go home. *emo* lol lol lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-8692117506685729653?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/8692117506685729653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=8692117506685729653' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8692117506685729653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8692117506685729653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/08/favor-with-people.html' title='Favor With People'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-7062438575644430395</id><published>2009-07-20T15:59:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:10:20.866+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Don't Get 'Hooked' By Your Teenager</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Be clear minded and self-controlled.            1 Peter 4:7 NIV&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers can test your sanity. They're neither adult nor child, and can become either without notice. Flooding hormones and exploding neurons spark biochemical reactions in their heads and bodies. Words like, 'What in the world were you thinking?' form involuntarily on your lips. In response come sullen teenage shrugs, followed by the incomprehensible, 'I don't know.' And they don't! What can you do? 'Lock them up?' Sorry, that's illegal. But here are two things that will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Back off and slow down. 'Be clear minded and self-controlled.' One of the biggest mistakes parents make is overreacting, which triggers an escalating battle of wills you're unlikely to win. Decibel levels rise, wisdom fails, your teen concludes you're the crazy one, and suddenly there's no adult present and nobody's 'minding the store.' You've become part of the problem, leaving your child angry and insecure, without a rational role model. Pray, breathe deeply and count to ten! For your child's sake, it's time for the clear minded and self-controlled parent to prevail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Remember, anger begets anger. 'An angry person starts fights; a hot-tempered person commits all kinds of sin' (Proverbs 29:22 NLT). No one can infuriate you like a teenager trying to grow up. A look, a word, an attitude, and you're 'hooked;' you're in a shouting match with your own child. How crazy is that? Emotionally charged exchanges hard wire your teenager's brain for automatic, long-term anger reactions. What's the answer? Use the carrot and stick approach of Scripture: 'Provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture [love and encouragement] and admonition [character building discipline] of the Lord' (Ephesians 6:4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so agree with these two points. Specially the second one. I myself, hate to be shouted at and when my parents do that, they will get what they want. lol. I know it's wrong but it's reality, even the Bible says that. hehe. Peace out! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-7062438575644430395?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/7062438575644430395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=7062438575644430395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7062438575644430395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7062438575644430395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-get-hooked-by-your-teenager.html' title='Don&apos;t Get &apos;Hooked&apos; By Your Teenager'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3478043056770366871</id><published>2009-07-10T04:15:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T04:18:05.673+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>The Resume of Jesus Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;Address:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; Ephesians 1:20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; Phone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; Romans 10:13 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; Website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; The Bible. Keywords: Christ, Lord, Savior and Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;Hello. My name is &lt;i&gt;Jesus -The Christ&lt;/i&gt;. Many call me Lord! I've sent you my resume because I'm seeking &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;the top management&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; position in your heart.  Please consider my accomplishments as set forth in my resume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualifications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I founded the earth and established the heavens, (See Proverbs 3:19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I formed man from the dust of the ground, (See Genesis 2:7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I breathed into man the breath of life, (See Genesis 2:7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I redeemed man from the curse of the law, (See Galatians 3:13)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The blessings of the Abrahamic Covenant comes upon your life through me, (See Galatians 3:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupational Background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I've only had one employer, (See Luke 2:49).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I've never been tardy, absent, disobedient, slothful or disrespectful. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;My employer has nothing but rave reviews for me, (See Matthew 3:15-17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skills Work Experiences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Some of my skills and work experiences include: empowering the poor to be poor no more, healing the brokenhearted, setting the captives free, healing the sick, restoring sight to the blind and setting at liberty them that are bruised, (See Luke 4:18). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;I am a Wonderful Counselor, (See Isaiah 9:6). People who listen to me shall dwell safely and shall not fear evil, (See Proverbs 1:33). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;Most importantly, I have the authority, ability and power to cleanse you of your sins, (See I John 1:7-9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Educational Background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I encompass the entire breadth and length of knowledge, wisdom and understanding, (See Proverbs 2:6). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;In me are hid all of the treasures of wisdom and knowledge, (See Colossians 2:3). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;My Word is so powerful; it has been described as being a lamp unto your feet and a lamp unto your path, (See Psalms 119:105). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;I can even tell you all of the secrets of your heart, (See Psalms 44:21).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Major Accomplishments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I was an active participant in the greatest Summit Meeting of all times, (See Genesis 1:26). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;I laid down my life so that you may live, (See II Corinthians 5:15). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;I defeated the archenemy of God and mankind and made a show of them openly, (See Colossians 2:15). &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;I've miraculously fed the poor, healed the sick and raised the dead! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;There are many more major accomplishments, too many to mention here. You can read them on my website, which is located at: www dot - the BIBLE. You don't need an Internet connection or computer to access my website. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Believers and followers worldwide will testify to my divine healings, salvation, deliverance, miracles, restoration and supernatural guidance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Summation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&gt; Now that you've read my resume, I'm confident that I'm the only candidate uniquely qualified to fill this vital position in your heart. In summation, I will properly direct your paths, (See Proverbs 3:5-6), and lead you into everlasting life, (See John 6:47). When can I start? Time is of the essence, (See Hebrews 3:15).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: maroon;"&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/5958863930841392746-3478043056770366871?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3478043056770366871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3478043056770366871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3478043056770366871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3478043056770366871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/07/resume-of-jesus-christ.html' title='The Resume of Jesus Christ'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-7949102782328544847</id><published>2009-07-01T01:17:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:25:19.642+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><title type='text'>Knowing Jesus, Who is God</title><content type='html'>Jesus! Who is he? Amazon.com has 175,986 books about him. Google has over 165 million references to him. He has profoundly and positively impacted every conceivable aspect of life on this planet. People throughout history had all sorts of ideas about him ranging from “a liberal” to “Higher Power” to “Santa Claus” to “an enlightened moral person.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“What about you? Who do you say I am?"&lt;/i&gt; Jesus asked Peter in Matthew 16:15. &lt;i&gt;“You are the Christ, the Son of the living God,"&lt;/i&gt; replied Peter. John 20:30-31 says, &lt;i&gt;“Jesus did many other miraculous signs in the presence of his disciples, which are not recorded in this book. But these are written that you may believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God, and that by believing you may have life in His name.”&lt;/i&gt; Knowing Jesus personally and intimately is the central purpose of life. The destiny of every human being depends upon his relationship to Jesus because He is God. The result of believing in him is life. Jesus said in John 17:3, &lt;i&gt;“This is eternal life, that they may know You, the only true God, and Jesus whom You have sent.”&lt;/i&gt; Who is Jesus? What does the Bible say about him? How do we get to know him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus is the God of the universe.&lt;/b&gt; John 1:1 says, &lt;i&gt;“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.”&lt;/i&gt; The traditional Jewish mindset would understand John to be saying that the Word is the creative power of God and is, in fact, God Himself. He created the universe. Colossians 1:16 says, &lt;i&gt;“For by Him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by Him and for Him.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus is the Lord of life.&lt;/b&gt; He is the Giver of life, and He is life eternal. &lt;i&gt;“In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men”&lt;/i&gt; (John 1:4). This life is the opposite of death, destruction, and condemnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, &lt;i&gt;“I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. No one comes to the Father but through Me.”&lt;/i&gt; He gives life freely to those who ask to receive it. Jesus Christ is Life Eternal and He offers that life to us through the new birth—by being born again.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is solely by God’s power, not ours, that we receive Life. Apart from Christ we are spiritually dead. When we put our faith in Jesus, believing and receiving Him into our hearts, we are made alive in Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus is Light unquenchable.&lt;/b&gt; Light can never be overcome by darkness. John 1:5 says, &lt;i&gt;“The Light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it.”&lt;/i&gt; No darkness can and ever will overcome or extinguish Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“John came as a witness, to testify concerning that Light, so that through him all men might believe. He was not the Light, but he came to testify about the Light. The true Light that gives light to every man was coming into the world”&lt;/i&gt; (John 1:7-9). John knew it was not his responsibility to attract people to himself, but to bring them to Christ. In the same way, we are to be reflectors of the Light so that people might believe in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus is the Savior of sinners.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;“The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen His glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth,”&lt;/i&gt; says John 1:14. Jesus is God revealed in the flesh. In John 1:29, John sees Jesus coming toward him and he says, &lt;i&gt;"Look, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world!”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a truth that echoes all the way from Genesis 3, the fall of man. Before God sent Adam and Eve out of the garden, He made garments from animal skins and by His grace, clothed them with it. This is a picture of how Jesus, the Lamb of God, would be slain to cover the shame of our sinfulness. For without the shedding of blood, there is no forgiveness of sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the Old Testament, we see the shed blood of a spotless lamb as a guilt offering for sin. Sin must be paid for by the shedding of blood and for centuries lamb after lamb was sacrificed daily at the Temple. Then one day, John saw Jesus and declared loudly that He is the Lamb, who once and for all takes away sins of the world, forever. &lt;i&gt;“Christ is our Passover Lamb who was sacrificed for us”&lt;/i&gt; (1 Corinthians 5:7). He who knew no sin became sin for us on the cross so that we, who certainly know sin, might become the righteousness of God in Him. John testifies that this same Lamb is &lt;i&gt;“the Son of God”&lt;/i&gt; (John 1:34). The God of the universe has become the Lamb to be our full and final sacrifice for sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“He who believes in Him is not judged,”&lt;/i&gt; says John 3:18. &lt;i&gt;“He who does not believe has been judged already, because he has not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God.”&lt;/i&gt; There are two kinds of people: those who believe in Jesus, and those who are already judged because of unbelief. Which category do you fall under? More importantly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What will you do with this Jesus?&lt;/b&gt; What will you do with Jesus, who is the Son of God, and has done so much for you? If you are a believer, worship Him! Be a witness for Him! Let your life’s desire be to know Jesus and to make Him known to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not yet a believer but want to receive Him into your life, you can do so at this very moment. Believe that Jesus is the sacrificial Lamb and that He died on the cross in your place. His promise is that &lt;i&gt;“as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become the children of God, even to those who believe in His name”&lt;/i&gt; (John 1:12).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need Jesus. Just between you and God, bow your head right now and pray from your heart. Tell your Creator and Savior that You believe in Him and receive Him as your Lord and Master. Then you will have Jesus forever. He will never leave you. He loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.ccf.org.ph/sunday-messages/?sermon_id=56"&gt;http://www.ccf.org.ph/sunday-messages/?sermon_id=56&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-7949102782328544847?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/7949102782328544847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=7949102782328544847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7949102782328544847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7949102782328544847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/07/knowing-jesus-who-is-god.html' title='Knowing Jesus, Who is God'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1054649652329214865</id><published>2009-06-16T23:51:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:03:30.055+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Is Being A Christian Hard?</title><content type='html'>I got saved when I was like 6 years old. I knew I was a sinner so I repented and accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. So that makes me a Christian since then. I grew up in Sunday School and went to a Christian School. It's actually a Baptist denomination so it has been a strong Christian background, plus it's kinda old school. No loud music, no raising of hands, no clapping, no dancing and your clothes should be really conservative. By the way, I'm now a Born Again Christian but I don't mock the Baptists. I believe that religion will never save us from Hell and get us to Heaven because the only way is through Jesus Christ. By repentance and acceptance of Him, we will be saved. A real Christian is have a personal relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Christian is definitely NOT the end of all the problems you have. Some people think that when you become a Christian, God will make your life perfect. He can do that but not too fast. Christianity is a journey. You will still encounter difficulties in life but of course, God will help you all the way as long as you rely on Him and keep the faith. This is how He tells us that we obviously need Him and He is the source of everything. He is the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why we still struggle in life is because being a Christian makes Satan mad. He doesn't want us to follow God because all Satan wants is for us to commit sin and live with it. Being a Christian is hard because our enemy is Satan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Christian, we must always try to endure all the pains. Believe in God always and keep the faith because one day, all of these will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Christian might be hard but remember that with God, nothing is impossible! He is always there for us so we should always rely on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1054649652329214865?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1054649652329214865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1054649652329214865' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1054649652329214865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1054649652329214865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-being-christian-hard.html' title='Is Being A Christian Hard?'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6465111085496229118</id><published>2009-06-10T01:06:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:18:53.587+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Why Did You Send Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Moses went back to the LORD and protested, “Why have you brought all this trouble on your own people, Lord? Why did you send me? Ever since I came to Pharaoh as your spokesman, he has been even more brutal to your people. And you have done nothing to rescue them!”&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;a href="http://www.thehighcalling.org/Redirects/BibleGateway.asp?Citation=Exodus+5%3A22-23&amp;amp;DID=2442&amp;amp;T=H&amp;amp;SID=12872" target="_blank"&gt;Exodus 5:22-23&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Exodus 5, Moses and Aaron approached Pharaoh, asking that he give the Israelites a short reprieve from their work so that they might hold a festival to honor the Lord. Predictably, Pharaoh responded negatively. In fact, he punished the Israelites because of what Moses and Aaron had done, which angered the Israelites. So Moses, no doubt feeling confused and betrayed by the Lord, complained to him, asking “Why did you send me?” (v. 22).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Moses and Aaron experienced as leaders is quite common, actually. Though the details may differ, leaders of change almost always confront negative reactions. I experienced this time and again in the church. I remember one time when, in order to improve the flow of a worship service, I moved the offering from its usual place. One man was furious with me. “You prohibited me from worshiping God through my offering,” he insisted. Even such a relatively small change was traumatic for him. I felt disheartened, even though I believed I had done the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when, like Moses, we’re doing God’s will in bringing about change, we shouldn’t be surprised when people become angry with us. We may very well echo Moses’ complaint to God: “Why did you send me?” In situations like this, turning to God in honest prayer restores our confidence. It reminds us that transformational leadership is never easy, and that we cannot do it alone. But if we seek to please God above all, and if we rely on his strength, then God will use and bless our efforts, even if they don’t turn out how we had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUESTIONS FOR REFLECTION&lt;/strong&gt;: Have you ever experienced a reaction to your leadership similar to what we read in Exodus 5? What did you do? What enables you to remain steadfast in the face of complaint and criticism?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;PRAYER&lt;/strong&gt;: Dear Lord, you know how discouraging it can be when our leadership begets negativity. Sometimes the very people we’re trying to help are the most critical of our efforts. This is hard, Lord. You know that, of course, because you’ve experienced this very sort of thing from your people for centuries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us, Lord, when our leadership is poorly received. Give us the humility to examine what we’re doing, to make sure we’re pursuing the right course. Give us wisdom to make any changes that are warranted. And then, give us confidence in you, so that we might continue to be faithful as leaders, for your sake, no matter how people might be unhappy with us. &lt;em&gt;Amen&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahn, if you guys didn't know, I've been here in Fiji for more than 2 years. Yes that's right. Wow, it's been 2 years! haha. And counting... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I want to write something about how I lived here in Fiji for 2 years now. Hmmm. I was supposed to write it on our "second year anniversary" here in Fiji last May 29th. But apparently, I was kinda busy with some school stuffs. We just finished this school term, by the way. What a relief! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I write a novel for my 2 years of my Fiji life, I wanted to post this stuff first! YAY. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Why Did You Send Me?&lt;/span&gt; Why did God send me here in Fiji? I'll write some stuffs on what I've learned here and how did it change me in some ways. Well, it's been a blessing in disguise. God sent us here for a reason. It's His will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh.. The next blog post will be a long one. I hope... haha. I hope my laziness won't strike me so I can share some wonderful stuffs with y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-6465111085496229118?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6465111085496229118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6465111085496229118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6465111085496229118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6465111085496229118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-did-you-send-me.html' title='Why Did You Send Me?'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3250244012096893726</id><published>2009-05-12T01:15:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:47:33.188+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>8 Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Sggqxfc8fmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nvBUbbRU56c/s1600-h/eight+things.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Sggqxfc8fmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nvBUbbRU56c/s320/eight+things.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334560788365213282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I'm Looking Forward To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Going home to the Philippines (oha oha)&lt;br /&gt;2. Finishing the school term (last 3 weeks!)&lt;br /&gt;3. A more productive online business&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish college (Psssh)&lt;br /&gt;5. Travel around  the world (oh yes!)&lt;br /&gt;6. Get married (HAHAHA! Which is like at least 5 more years. lol)&lt;br /&gt;7. See my friends again when I get home&lt;br /&gt;8. Hang out with them (wuha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Did Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Slept&lt;br /&gt;2. Ate&lt;br /&gt;3. Took a bath&lt;br /&gt;4. Surf the net&lt;br /&gt;5. Cleaned the house (it's mom's birthday and she'll have visitors)&lt;br /&gt;6. Watched The Hills (love it)&lt;br /&gt;7. Customized my blog some more (&lt;a href="http://feiyie.com/"&gt;http://feiyie.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;8. Checked emails and my online business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Things I Wish I Could Do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sing in church (duet with my sis. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;2. Drive (I don't have license here though)&lt;br /&gt;3. Clean my room (I really wish)&lt;br /&gt;3. Make my favorite Starbucks drink&lt;br /&gt;4. Gain some pounds&lt;br /&gt;5. Get more team members (for my business/ network)&lt;br /&gt;6. Ride the sea plane and helicopter across Fiji&lt;br /&gt;7. Go to a Fijian village&lt;br /&gt;8. Mountain hike/ camping (miss em)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Shows I Watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Hills&lt;br /&gt;2. Tayong Dalawa&lt;br /&gt;3. Only You&lt;br /&gt;4. Rin on the Rox (lol. haha)&lt;br /&gt;5. Internet Marketing Videos&lt;br /&gt;6. Internet Marketing Videos&lt;br /&gt;7. Internet Marketing Videos&lt;br /&gt;8. Internet Marketing Videos (lol. Make time productive, mahn! Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 People I Tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stephiee&lt;br /&gt;2. Joyenz&lt;br /&gt;3. Kzell&lt;br /&gt;4. ?&lt;br /&gt;5. ?&lt;br /&gt;6. ?&lt;br /&gt;7. ?&lt;br /&gt;8. Mahn, I can't believe I can't even tag 8 people. lol. I know I've been kinda inactive in this online world. Coz I currently have internet marketing projects and stuffs to do. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-3250244012096893726?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3250244012096893726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3250244012096893726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3250244012096893726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3250244012096893726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/05/8-things.html' title='8 Things'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Sggqxfc8fmI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nvBUbbRU56c/s72-c/eight+things.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3824960799547482006</id><published>2009-05-12T00:53:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:13:17.487+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mommy!</title><content type='html'>Today, Monday, is my mom's birthday. Just right after Mothers' Day. Cool huh? Just one gift for two ocassions. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SgghfIbDj0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZUrz0MaiCXQ/s1600-h/Photo-0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SgghfIbDj0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZUrz0MaiCXQ/s320/Photo-0028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334550577340976962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So yeah. Even if my mom didn't really take care of us when we were kids because she was also busy then, she's making up now. Although it's a bit corny because we're teenagers now, it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is sometimes very temperamental. And like other moms, there are things that embarrass the kids, if you know what I mean. We hate it when she talks so much. lol. Haha. We're not very expressive but we love her. She always prays for us, one thing mom should really do. When she gets mad, she gets mad the whole day. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-3824960799547482006?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3824960799547482006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3824960799547482006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3824960799547482006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3824960799547482006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-mommy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mommy!'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SgghfIbDj0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZUrz0MaiCXQ/s72-c/Photo-0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1529914050500126486</id><published>2009-05-08T03:40:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:53:42.074+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><title type='text'>Unsaved Dating (Dating An Unbeliever)</title><content type='html'>Ok, if you still didn't understand what I'm talking about, this is about a Christian dating a non-Christian person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please note that I don't intend to offend anyone. This post is kinda for Christians but you are free to read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Pastor's sermon last night. And it was fun and I've learned from it. I mean, not that it's my first time to hear those things coz I've been saved since I was 6 years old. I basically know that commandment from II Corinthians 6:14,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbelievers: ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so? Why can't we date someone who doesn't believe what we believe in? Someone who is of a different faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if a Christian person knowingly dated an unsaved one, he/she has already broken God's law. Read II Cor. 6:14-18. God commanded us to be with the people who are also walking with Him. According to the Kingdom of God, all relationships are to further enhance His Kingdom. That's why churches need couples living for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As believers, we are to obey God and His commandments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SgMNtDD63bI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jQTH0apzW4s/s1600-h/dating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SgMNtDD63bI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jQTH0apzW4s/s320/dating.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333121451303820722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When I say he, it means he or she.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a Christian dates an unsaved one because he is nice, then don't be deceived. He can be super nice now (because he likes you) but he could fall out of love and find someone else because he doesn't know about what is right in the sight of God and he could be doing what is not to be done. I mean you know how this world now operates when it comes to dating and relationships. Last week, Pastor talked about fornication. It's sex outside marriage, or now known as teenage sex. And that is an abomination of the Word of God. That's the danger of dating unsaved ones. No matter how gentleman he is, you will never know. A deceptive/ wrong relationship leads to a broken heart or worse, a broken marriage. Dating is not a friendship, it's the start of "the contract". Like, a marriage contract. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't discuss more on these stuffs but you can read more from these sites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.parentalguide.com/Documents/Doctrines/Be_Ye_Seperate.htm"&gt;http://www.parentalguide.com/Documents/Doctrines/Be_Ye_Seperate.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://christianblogs.christianet.com/1133110469.htm"&gt;http://christianblogs.christianet.com/1133110469.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.n7nz.org/project1/answer1.htm"&gt;http://www.n7nz.org/project1/answer1.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;As    God’s Word has told us, what communion is there between the believer and unbeliever?    They both have different goals, outlooks, and destinies. One lives for this    world; the other looks forward to the next world. One will be with Jesus forever;    the other will dwell in the lake of fire forever. 2 Cor 10:5-CASTING DOWN IMAGINATIONS,    AND EVERY HIGH THING THAT EXALTETH ITSELF AGAINST THE KNOWLEDGE OF GOD, AND    BRINGING INTO CAPTIVITY EVERY THOUGHT TO THE OBEDIENCE (note obedience) OF CHRIST.    You are not to fellowship with people that are unsaved; with those that exalt    themselves against the knowledge of God. Satan works through people, time and    time again, to try to confuse or draw the believer away from his faith in Jesus    Christ. Satan works through people to try to draw the believer away from serving    Jesus. Satan will use people to embarrass and offend you. They may even use    Scripture incorrectly to draw you away from God’s perfect will. Satan tried    to do the same thing to Jesus. He tempted Jesus with Scripture, but when Jesus    used the Word back, Satan had to flee. You need to not only study your Bible    daily; you also need to obey it. You are to be a doer of the Word and not a    hearer only-ref Ja 1:22. For it is not those who hear the Word that will be    justified, but those who obey the Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it. I wasn't thinking of dating an unsaved one. I did, once, but never again. And thank God I was not stupid enough to do things I will regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest thing when both are in the Will of God? Where God is the center of your relationship.. You can both serve Him. You can watch over each other. If a guy is a man of God who prays and reads the Bible, I could say he would be a wonderful husband and a good father. I'm not thinking to be a Pastor's wife though. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what I've read from the book 101 Simple Lessons For Life by Marsha Marks, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's better to be lonely single than lonely married."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be single forever though. lol. And hey, not all singles are lonely right! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1529914050500126486?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1529914050500126486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1529914050500126486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1529914050500126486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1529914050500126486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/05/unsaved-dating-dating-unbeliever.html' title='Unsaved Dating (Dating An Unbeliever)'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SgMNtDD63bI/AAAAAAAAAT8/jQTH0apzW4s/s72-c/dating.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2656826478489460203</id><published>2009-05-06T04:06:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T04:48:34.255+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Bill From The Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look among the nations! Observe!&lt;br /&gt;Be astonished! Wonder!&lt;br /&gt;Because I am doing something in your days–&lt;br /&gt;You would not believe if you were told.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habakkuk 1:5 (NASB)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks ago, I met a guy named Bill Wilson. He told me about his life, and I asked permission to share his story; he agreed. Bill Wilson is the pastor of the biggest Sunday School in the whole world — 25,000 children aged 12 and below in Brooklyn, New York City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, “Bill, what gave you a heart to care for children?” He said, “When I was 12 years old, my mother told me, ‘I cannot take this anymore. Stay in this corner.’ My mother left me in Florida on a street corner and she told me, ‘Just stay here. I’m leaving. Don’t move.’” For the next three days, he was all alone on that street corner. Imagine, a 12-year-old boy left alone in St. Petersburg, Florida on a street corner, for three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, “Somebody came along, a Christian, who was on his way to save the life of his wife because his wife had leukemia. But he took time to talk to me. I told him what happened and he gave me money. He told me to go to this church camp. He sent me there and when I went to the camp, I learned about Jesus. I learned about God and how much He loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So when the invitation came to those who want to receive Jesus, to those who want to put their faith in Jesus, I went forward. Many young people went forward. But I discovered another thing. Nobody wanted to talk to me. Every other boy had a counselor except me, and I began to realize why. I was still wearing the same clothes. I was smelly. Nobody wanted to be with me. I prayed and said, ‘Lord, even if nobody will love me, Lord, you love me.’ I gave my life to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“After the retreat, the pastor invited me to live in the church. The church had a closet, and that was my room for the next three years. I slept in the closet of the church. And everyday, a lady, a member of the church would bring food. I ate one meal a day for the next three years until I finished high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finished high school, I began to work. Then somebody told me, ‘Bill, you go to Bible school. God will use you.’ Whatever people told me, that was what I did. I had no money. By faith, I went to finish Bible school. And then the church told me to help in the Sunday school. So I began to help Sunday school and it began to grow. It kept growing and growing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, he’s the pastor of the largest youth church in America: 25,000 children in Brooklyn, New York. And he said, “Every year, every December 24, I go to Florida and I stay on that street corner the whole day, the whole night.” I asked him why. He said, “I want to remember where I came from. And that’s why I love children. Because somebody cared for me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you this story because if God were to tell Bill 40 years ago what He was going to do, Bill would not believe it. In fact, Bill would not allow God to do that in his life. If God had told Bill, “Bill, do you know what’s going to happen? Your mother is going to leave you, your father is going to leave you, you will be left all alone,” do you think Bill would have said, “Ok, Lord. Ok?” No, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, God does not always tell you what he’s going to do because many times you cannot take it and you cannot understand it. But you and I need to continue trusting Him. (PTC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God is too wise to be mistaken;&lt;br /&gt;God is too good to be unkind.&lt;br /&gt;So when you don’t understand,&lt;br /&gt;When you don’t see His plan,&lt;br /&gt;When you can’t trace His hand,&lt;br /&gt;Trust His heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babbie Mason&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credits: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.ccf.org.ph/2009/03/bill-from-the-corner/"&gt;http://www.ccf.org.ph/2009/03/bill-from-the-corner/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-2656826478489460203?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2656826478489460203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2656826478489460203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2656826478489460203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2656826478489460203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/05/bill-from-corner.html' title='Bill From The Corner'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2377136127345166598</id><published>2009-05-01T22:21:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:38:26.619+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Link Exchange Clean Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Important Notice*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Blog friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who have exchanged links with me on this blog, meaning those who are on my Blog Friends section, I wanted everyone to know that I wanna clean it up to eliminate dead links. I have recently checked out some of your sites and I've found some blogs non-existent anymore. So, to maintain (and hoping to increase) the PR rank of 2 of this blog, I must do this. I would obviously delete non-existent blogs, and from now on, I would not accept link exchanges from blogs that are outdated, blogs that look spammy, blogs that are way non-relevant to my site (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since this is a personal blog, I hope to find personal blogs as well&lt;/span&gt;), and blogs no longer linking up to my blog. Well, if your link is still on my Blogroll yet mine is not on yours anymore, please link me back again. I'm sure to delete other links again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also for blog hopping time. I haven't done it in the last few months because I honestly forgot it due to so much blogs I need to visit. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my rounds today. Deleted lots of dead blogs and those not linking back. If you have been deleted, I'm really sorry. Feel free to request again though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also encourage everyone to follow my blog with Friend Connect. Because if you agreed for a link exchange, you are probably interested on my blog, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys understand this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Link Exchange Requests, feel free to comment on this blog post. This is the most effective way to do so. I am thinking for deleting my Cbox in  the future because it has attracted spammers and sometimes, I don't have time to read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-2377136127345166598?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2377136127345166598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2377136127345166598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2377136127345166598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2377136127345166598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/05/link-exchange-clean-up.html' title='Link Exchange Clean Up'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1524206633558556739</id><published>2009-04-28T22:45:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:59:00.955+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Meditation On Facets Of Joy</title><content type='html'>Like a diamond, joy has many facets that can be seen only by examining its many sides. Joy, according to C.S. Lewis, is quite opaque to evil and the evil one, because all evil is baffled and offended by the essence of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy is the result of truth. Joy is the “gigantic secret” of God (G.K. Chesterton) that the world could never have expected, but it clears the air so that we see things as they really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy causes celebration. Gladness and song go with joy; the slightest witticisms cause laughter when joy is present. There’s energy in joy that cures fatigue and discouragement. This is what James says in his letter to churches that face persecution: “Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds” (James 1:2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy has a rhythm. Jesus unites peace with joy in his Thursday night discourse. Joy is a quietness as much as an exuberance. Together the two create a fundamental rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy is presence. It describes our relationship with God. Joy comes from knowing the Lord and knowing that the Lord is nearby. In the New Testament, joy is related to prayer and friendship with God. Jesus invites his disciples to pray so their joy might be full (John 15:11–17).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy is a protection. Laughter can be a sign of the dignity and resilience of brave hearts in the face of danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In J.R.R. Tolkien’s story The Lord of the Rings, Frodo and his friend Sam Gamgee laugh out loud high on the dangerous reaches of the dark tower where laughter had never been heard. Their laughter causes quakes on the mountain that had so long been under the oppressive control of evil. Their laughter was defiant, innocent, and profoundly good at the same moment. It was good because it had its source in joy, and that made it powerful as well as destructive against the powers of evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil cannot understand joy. The devil is more austere and serious than God is, which makes us stop and think that if we are to feel at home in heaven, we will need to enjoy joy because “joy is the serious business of heaven” (G.K. Chesterton).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits: &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.currentissuesbiblestudy.com/"&gt;www.CurrentIssuesBibleStudy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1524206633558556739?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1524206633558556739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1524206633558556739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1524206633558556739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1524206633558556739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/04/meditation-on-facets-of-joy.html' title='Meditation On Facets Of Joy'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-8707965822050057399</id><published>2009-04-22T00:20:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T01:12:03.613+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>The Best Sister In The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nineteen years ago, God blessed me with the most wonderful sister in the world. :D I'm sorry guys, she's meant to be my sister. haha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, is the 19th birthday of my younger sister, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April Lei&lt;/span&gt;. She's the youngest in our family and we're like one year apart. She's pretty, like me. lol. Here's a picture of her: (She's gonna kill me when she sees this because I'm showing her photo in the world wide web. I hope not. lmao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Se28YW2aPjI/AAAAAAAAATU/4s8nmuf4UwU/s1600-h/DSC07372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Se28YW2aPjI/AAAAAAAAATU/4s8nmuf4UwU/s320/DSC07372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327121060885839410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my sister are the closest in the family. We are like best friends too. She's my 'other half'. We share stories, secrets, and anything sisters can share. Except clothes because we're not of the same size, lol. She's also my accountability partner. She's my best companion, and I can also call her my conscience when I do something not good. I'm also like that to her as well. When we were kids, we used to think we were twins because our parents sometimes dress us with same clothes! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just wanna tell the world how happy I am to have a sister like her. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wanna say sorry if 'Ate' (older sister in our language) is stubborn and lazy. Ahh, I hate to think she sometimes do things the older sister must do. Shame, I know. :p But well, I'm thankful of that and I hope I can repay her in the future. I'm gonna send her to Harvard. lol. *Childhood dreams* haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, just wanna greet her on my blog even if she might not be able to read this. But for all its worth, I still wanna. So here's a *cute* photo of us two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Se3A6x6H7wI/AAAAAAAAATc/WHCfGZmGsyY/s1600-h/Photo-0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Se3A6x6H7wI/AAAAAAAAATc/WHCfGZmGsyY/s320/Photo-0013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327126050311237378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, my ever dearest sizzy! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;I THANK GOD FOR YOU&lt;/span&gt;. Muah muah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-8707965822050057399?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/8707965822050057399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=8707965822050057399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8707965822050057399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8707965822050057399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-sister-in-world.html' title='The Best Sister In The World'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Se28YW2aPjI/AAAAAAAAATU/4s8nmuf4UwU/s72-c/DSC07372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6297075070181881443</id><published>2009-04-17T08:50:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:16:15.106+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>I Want An Aviator Shades</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SeecL458T3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/u6BGL6o1w5A/s1600-h/ga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SeecL458T3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/u6BGL6o1w5A/s320/ga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325396812456808306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well oh well. I know I seldom write fashion stuffs here. In fact, this is like the first ever, I think. haha. But now, I really want to buy an aviator shades. I was always looking for it when we go to shops. I was ready to buy one a few days ago but I didn't because I'm not gonna use it any sooner. And I don't know if I could really like wear it because I have my eyeglasses. Ugh. It's such a big hassle for me. Anyhoo, whatever. I'm getting one REAL SOON! harhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you guys might be thinking who's that guy on the right. That's Gerald Anderson, a Filipino actor. OMG. Isn't he hot in his aviators? lol. Honestly, him wearing aviators really influenced me on getting one. haha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this Marc Jacobs one. Gorgeous. I wish I can get one here in Fiji though. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Seec3QN_YHI/AAAAAAAAATE/S_jh9_9pQxw/s1600-h/shades-+marc+jacobs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/Seec3QN_YHI/AAAAAAAAATE/S_jh9_9pQxw/s320/shades-+marc+jacobs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325397557449285746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just fell in love with aviators. haha. I want this white frame. I hope I can find one. Ugh. Wayfarer is fine too, but I hate bumblebee shades. I don't know, I just don't feel like it. It doesn't suit me because I have a round face. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, meanwhile, I still love this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SeedyyRAjRI/AAAAAAAAATM/eO4av79Bjk4/s1600-h/DSC03558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SeedyyRAjRI/AAAAAAAAATM/eO4av79Bjk4/s320/DSC03558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325398580201032978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Okay, that's like an old pic of me. haha. I believe that was like 2 years ago, still in the Philippines. lol. I love my glasses, still. It's frameless. But I wanna try something new in the near future. How about getting a geeky glasses? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I should be starting with my 1000 word essay right now. It's due in 2 days. Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-6297075070181881443?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6297075070181881443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6297075070181881443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6297075070181881443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6297075070181881443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-aviator-shades.html' title='I Want An Aviator Shades'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SeecL458T3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/u6BGL6o1w5A/s72-c/ga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3246081539224113857</id><published>2009-04-15T20:33:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:29:15.591+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>What My Dream Job Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SeWeE9aWPQI/AAAAAAAAASk/TEacV3B9fZs/s1600-h/909dfa1f02f344158275f1ecc9cdb4ad.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SeWeE9aWPQI/AAAAAAAAASk/TEacV3B9fZs/s320/909dfa1f02f344158275f1ecc9cdb4ad.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324835942477217026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I went to a job interview this afternoon and met the Managing Director and CEO of &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.oceanic.com.fj/"&gt;Oceanic Communications&lt;/a&gt;. We discussed some stuffs about online marketing. Funny how we met online, on Twitter. Ahh, don't you just love the power of Social Media? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so there I was discussing some stuffs with him until he asked me what my dream job is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I really wanted to build by own business since I'm all into internet marketing stuff or home business kind of thing. I love the fact that we can now make money online while staying at home. Ahh, the internet dream! Well, not just all business online, I also want to have a coffee shop, restaurant and a clothing line. (Too many plans, huh? This is my blog so I can write whatever I want! haha) I want to have my own business to spend more time with my family and do more things for God through ministry. Why in ministry? You're not gonna make money there, Fei. Yeah I know. That's why there's my business, right? :p I believe that the best investment in this world is still the Kingdom of God so it's always a part of my dreams and plans. I also want to help charities and foundations.. Yes, I want to be a Philanthropist. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SeWgnPOLD7I/AAAAAAAAASs/mjaDoavPv2M/s1600-h/woman_red_suit.274120640_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SeWgnPOLD7I/AAAAAAAAASs/mjaDoavPv2M/s320/woman_red_suit.274120640_std.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324838730396798898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok anyways, before I dreamt of being an entrepreneur myself, I used to dream of becoming a Doctor when I was a kid. haha. But I realized I'm so afraid of blood so nevermind. In High School, I wanted to work in a Corporate environment. In fact, my ambition in our yearbook says Business Executive. (I'm too shy to write CEO there. lol) YeHa. Just like this picture on the right. I love it when I watch movies where women work in the corporate offices at the Big Apple (NYC). I imagined myself walking to my office with my favorite Starbucks drink on my left hand and a Blackberry on my right. HAHAHA. Oh-kay, that's not exactly the one on the photo. :p And not really in NYC. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there ya go. I just thought of blogging about my dream job. Hihi. I wish to work for myself so I have all the time in the world. But for now, while saving up money for my business, I should work. I would love to work in Oceanic but we'll see how things go. I wish I could 'legally' work here in Fiji. Sigh. Why does the temporary residence permit here doesn't allow us to work? tsktsk. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are looking for a job, you might want to visit this site &gt;&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://feiyie.jobamatic.com/"&gt;http://feiyie.jobamatic.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Now if you are looking for ways to make money online to supplement your income, visit my &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://fyimarketing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Internet Marketing&lt;/a&gt; blog or join me in my &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://xoomaxcel.premium.ws/"&gt;home business&lt;/a&gt; and build a residual income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" face="arial,sans-serif" size="13.3px" style="padding: 10px 0pt 5px;"&gt;       &lt;!--–WISESTAMP_SIG_START–--&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span id="ofl820" style=";font-family:verdana,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;a id="ofl822" style="text-decoration: underline;" href="http://fyimarketing.co.cc/"&gt;&lt;span id="ofl823" style="color: rgb(242, 101, 34);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat:&lt;/span&gt; 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An inspiration to all Christians! Let's wait for the Lord for there are great rewards. Abstain from evil and continue running the race... Here's the video and lyrics. Enjoy and be blessed! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pzNyvnC2-1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pzNyvnC2-1k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am hopeful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it is painful&lt;br /&gt;But patiently, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will move ahead, bold and confident&lt;br /&gt;Taking every step in obedience&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship&lt;br /&gt;While I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will not faint&lt;br /&gt;I'll be running the race&lt;br /&gt;Even while I wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;And I am peaceful&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy&lt;br /&gt;But faithfully, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will wait&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve You while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will serve you while I'm waiting&lt;br /&gt;I will worship while I'm waiting on You, Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5958863930841392746-2888975847319251429?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2888975847319251429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2888975847319251429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2888975847319251429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2888975847319251429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/04/while-im-waiting.html' title='While I&apos;m Waiting'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-9222000176408337484</id><published>2009-04-04T23:02:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:20:51.210+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wants'/><title type='text'>Certified Chocoholic</title><content type='html'>I am a self confessed chocolate addict. I love chocolates, different kinds of chocolates, even dark chocolates. lol. I crave for chocolates every now and then. Chocolates like Toblerone, Hershey's, M&amp;amp;M's, Snickers, and many more... Chocolate cakes, chocolate ice cream, chocolate biscuits, and of course, the Starbucks signature hot chocolate! Everything chocolatey is L-O-V-E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I Googled something about why we women love chocolates. Actually, guys who like chocolates is a turn on for me. lol. Just make sure he gives me chocolates too. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SddAAOlp6pI/AAAAAAAAASM/BTwPJjI9Kjc/s1600-h/woman_eating_chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SddAAOlp6pI/AAAAAAAAASM/BTwPJjI9Kjc/s320/woman_eating_chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320791857421740690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinful is how women has always described chocolate. But despite so, do you know that 99% of all women love chocolate and that they may actually prefer chocolate more to than to sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly about chocolate is it so wonderful? Well, in fact it is not just the women who love it but almost everybody would love it too. I believe you enjoy chocolate just as much? It always feels so nice to have it melted in your mouth, delivering its wonderful taste right through your tongue, doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its wonderful taste aside, chocolate contains phenylethylamine - the same chemical that is released in your brain when you fall in love; leading to that increase in the pounding of your heart, feeling of a sudden gush of excitement. “Love Chemical” is what some would call it. It is also believed by researcher that phenylethylamine in turn causes the brain to release mesolimbic dopamine in the pleasure centers of the brain, another chemical where its presence is at peak during an orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the sweetness from chocolate also triggers the release of endorphins. Think about those blissful feeling you had after a wonderful session of lovemaking. That is the effect from the production of endorphins in your body. Perhaps that is why some women actually remarked that they felt a feeling of elation when eating chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a perfect gift for your love, chocolate will be. Just like buying roses during Valentine’s Day, chocolate can never go wrong. In fact, the both could be the best combination ever. Do you know that roses also contain the “Love Chemical”, Phenylethylamine? That explains for its distinct scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about why you like to eat chocolate so much? Most of us would answer "because it tastes so good" but there is much more to it than that. There are some studies that show what kind of physical effects you can have eating certain types of chocolates. Chocolate stimulates your taste buds in a way that makes you want to come back for more. It also gives you a good feeling of well being, that your body wants to experience again. Chocolate is well known to be a mood lifter, it stimulates the brainwaves and lowers the stress levels. This could be the reason why lots of people stuff themselves with chocolate when they are upset or angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually they are unknowingly helping themselves out by eating chocolates. When your lower your stress levels, the more relaxed you become, which in turn is a plus for your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source Articles:&lt;br /&gt;http://ezinearticles.com/?Women-and-Chocolate&amp;amp;id=56419&lt;br /&gt;http://ezinearticles.com/?Why-You-Cant-Stop-Eating-Chocolate!&amp;amp;id=235611&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More info here:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fieldmuseum.org/CHOCOLATE/eating.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it. haha. I looooove chocolates forever. I can't imagine life without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-9222000176408337484?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/9222000176408337484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=9222000176408337484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/9222000176408337484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/9222000176408337484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/04/certified-chocoholic.html' title='Certified Chocoholic'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SddAAOlp6pI/AAAAAAAAASM/BTwPJjI9Kjc/s72-c/woman_eating_chocolate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3820498578522282502</id><published>2009-04-02T12:41:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T12:44:23.884+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><title type='text'>Facing Depression Head On</title><content type='html'>Always feeling under the weather? Always not in the mood to be around others and have a good time? If you’re suffering from prolonged sadness for quite some time now, you should face these bouts of depression and get yourself diagnosed by a psychiatrist, they’re doctors who can actually help you out with your problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression or prolonged sadness is actually quite common in the United States, around 9.5 percent of the American population actually suffer from this illness, however, not all of them get to be treated, thus, depression and its ill-effects continue to be a burden to some individuals. This illness may seem quite simple to treat but in reality, it takes more than a little cheering up to actually cure depression. Constant visits to a cognitive behavior therapist is a must as well as taking all the prescribed medicines that the doctor will ask the patient to take – none of these exactly come cheap, but the amount of suffering that a person is going through because of depression is enough reason already for others to start taking notice and face depression head on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SdQKIEnXwzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rqRHn1UAttk/s1600-h/depressed-woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SdQKIEnXwzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rqRHn1UAttk/s320/depressed-woman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319888193625506610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression oftentimes can easily get in the way of an individual’s daily activities and his or her’s normal functions, one’s zest for life can quickly and easily dissipate due to depression. And in place of an individual’s sunny disposition is more or less a person who hates his or herself, having no self-confidence, trying to isolate one’s self from the world and basically just not caring about living any more. More so, a person suffering from depression isn’t the only one who’s going to suffer from this destructive illness, his or her loved ones are sure to follow suit. By seeing the individual grow through such rough patches, basically not caring about anything or anyone anymore, it’s highly likely that not only will depression one’s relationship with one’s self but with his or her loved ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately depression can now be cured, especially when diagnosed early, depressed individuals can actually be treated through therapy and medication, although it may be a bit costly, a person’s good mental health is something that shouldn’t be scrimped on. Cognitive behavioral talk or interpersonal talk are just some of the available psychosocial treatments that cognitive behavior therapists can offer to their patients, both actually prove to be able to produce fruitful and positive results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, people tend to not recognize depression even it’s right before their eyes, being honest with one’s self is key to being able to cure such an illness. Never overlook the various symptoms, depressed individuals oftentimes exhibit uncharacteristic behaviors such as suddenly lacking interest in one’s hobbies (or other stuff that he or she usually enjoys), sleeps too much or actually aren’t able to get some shut-eye, suddenly becoming anti-social, talks a lot about death or being a worthless person. There are actually a lot more other symptoms but in case these already fit in your category or of someone that you know of, go to a reputable psychiatrist at once in order to see if the depression is still at an early stage or not. From here you’ll be able to assess how the treatments will actually go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression shouldn’t be something that people fear of, instead, people should just start taking charge of their lives and actually face this illness and fight it. Life is too beautiful a gift to waste and if one will spend the majority of his or her life just moping around about every single little thing then what kind of life would that be? Depression may not kill one’s body but it’ll certainly kills one’s spirit if you’ll let it. Don’t be a victim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-3820498578522282502?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3820498578522282502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3820498578522282502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3820498578522282502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3820498578522282502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/04/facing-depression-head-on.html' title='Facing Depression Head On'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SdQKIEnXwzI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rqRHn1UAttk/s72-c/depressed-woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-5737870464777408132</id><published>2009-03-24T00:52:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T01:04:59.182+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Vote Earth - Your Light Switch Is Your Vote</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CRs-7lRlPo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, Earth Hour has been transformed into the world’s first global election, between Earth and global warming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in history, people of all ages, nationalities, race and background have the opportunity to use their light switch as their vote – Switching off your lights is a vote for Earth, or leaving them on is a vote for global warming. WWF are urging the world to VOTE EARTH and reach the target of 1 billion votes, which will be presented to world leaders at the Global Climate Change Conference in Copenhagen 2009. &lt;p&gt;This meeting will determine official government policies to take action against global warming, which will replace the Kyoto Protocol. It is the chance for the people of the world to make their voice heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth Hour began in Sydney in 2007, when 2.2 million homes and businesses switched off their lights for one hour. In 2008 the message had grown into a global sustainability movement, with 50 million people switching off their lights. Global landmarks such as the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco, Rome’s Colosseum, the Sydney Opera House and the Coca Cola billboard in Times Square all stood in darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, Earth Hour is being taken to the next level, with the goal of 1 billion people switching off their lights as part of a global vote. Unlike any election in history, it is not about what country you’re from, but instead, what planet you’re from. VOTE EARTH is a global call to action for every individual, every business, and every community. A call to stand up and take control over the future of our planet. Over 74 countries and territories have pledged their support to VOTE EARTH during Earth Hour 2009, and this number is growing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have a vote, and every single vote counts. Together we can take control of the future of our planet, for future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOTE EARTH by simply switching off your lights for one hour, and join the world for Earth Hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, March 28, 8:30-9:30pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/voteearth/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.voteearth2009.org/support/banners/VoteEarth_300x250_GIF.gif" alt="VOTE EARTH" width="300" border="0" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-5737870464777408132?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/5737870464777408132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=5737870464777408132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5737870464777408132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5737870464777408132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/03/vote-earth-your-light-switch-is-your.html' title='Vote Earth - Your Light Switch Is Your Vote'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-7737972062015091461</id><published>2009-03-21T03:56:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T04:13:31.903+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><title type='text'>I Love and Miss Starbucks, Really</title><content type='html'>Well, I really have nothing to say now but just wanna write something about my craving for a Starbucks coffee. Geesh. I really miss the Signature Hot Chocolate, Java Chip, and its cakes and brownies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/ScO-M1uoBeI/AAAAAAAAARY/UBi_AMMOl80/s1600-h/4501828112a6373271635l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/ScO-M1uoBeI/AAAAAAAAARY/UBi_AMMOl80/s320/4501828112a6373271635l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315301113017664994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be wondering why I haven't been to Starbucks for like.. *counts* for almost 2 years!!! Well, that's because, tragically, there's no Starbucks here in Fiji! *sob* lol. Yes yes yes, it super sucks, right? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have the Starbucks Recipes Ebook. How I wish I can make one. lol. You can click the image and download it for yourself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ziddu.com/download/2684105/starbucks_recipes.zip.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/ScO_DiR7GUI/AAAAAAAAARg/zUd0NTSUCv4/s320/starbucks_recipes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315302052689811778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE STARBUCKS AND I EFFIN MISS IT!!! Sbux, we shall meet again when I get out of here. I hope there will be an Sbux outlet here though, so I can have it here in Fiji. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't download the ebook. &lt;a href="http://www.ziddu.com/download/2684105/starbucks_recipes.zip.html"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-7737972062015091461?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/7737972062015091461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=7737972062015091461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7737972062015091461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7737972062015091461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-and-miss-starbucks-really.html' title='I Love and Miss Starbucks, Really'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/ScO-M1uoBeI/AAAAAAAAARY/UBi_AMMOl80/s72-c/4501828112a6373271635l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-4116391101735113175</id><published>2009-03-20T10:46:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:15:35.825+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>The Panic - An Undersea Volcano Erupts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/ScLLpkAN5LI/AAAAAAAAARA/3bSUiIr_dkc/s1600-h/capt.photo_1237498572659-7-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/ScLLpkAN5LI/AAAAAAAAARA/3bSUiIr_dkc/s320/capt.photo_1237498572659-7-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315034425150268594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, according to the news just a bit a while ago, there was a TSUNAMI WARNING here in Fiji. My mom went out of her room and started telling us that we should go to a high place because someone called her up and told us to do so. (We are already living in one of the highest places in Fiji, for Pete's sake. lol) The warning came in at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an undersea volcano erupting near Tonga. And as you know, Tonga is part of the South Pacific. When I went online, I saw that news on Yahoo's homepage but I didn't bother to check it out coz it's not in Fiji anyway. The warning was issued because there was a 7.7 magnitude earthquake that has occured 400 kilometers away from Fiji..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was effin nervous a while ago! WUHAHA. Because of mom. lol. I was like "I wanna go home first before I die". lmao. But well, seriously, I'm not that afraid coz I know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God is with me&lt;/span&gt;, us.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another interesting picture of 'the scene'. I really liked this one. It's taken from the capital of Tonga, Nuku'alofa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/ScLNx3VeJ5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/1qUAL7fo8Hk/s1600-h/capt.7473b5115bf04b6a823d278bb82ce919.tonga_volcano_nuk101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/ScLNx3VeJ5I/AAAAAAAAARQ/1qUAL7fo8Hk/s320/capt.7473b5115bf04b6a823d278bb82ce919.tonga_volcano_nuk101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315036766801897362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, the warning was cancelled at 8:30am. So, no need to panic. Sheesh. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories can be read here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://fijitimes.com.fj/story.aspx?id=117259"&gt;http://fijitimes.com.fj/story.aspx?id=117259&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://fijitimes.com.fj/story.aspx?id=117263"&gt;http://fijitimes.com.fj/story.aspx?id=117263&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics are taken from Yahoo News.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you guys have a great, wonderful and awesome weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-4116391101735113175?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/4116391101735113175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=4116391101735113175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4116391101735113175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4116391101735113175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/03/panic-undersea-volcano-erupts.html' title='The Panic - An Undersea Volcano Erupts'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/ScLLpkAN5LI/AAAAAAAAARA/3bSUiIr_dkc/s72-c/capt.photo_1237498572659-7-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-7700176360590097640</id><published>2009-03-11T00:41:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:56:50.474+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>For All You've Done</title><content type='html'>Last week, we sang a new song in church. Well, it's not really new though. It's entitled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For All You've Done&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hillsong&lt;/span&gt;. Here's the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;My Savior &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Redeemer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Lifted me from the miry clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Almighty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Forever, I will never be the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Cause You came here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; From the everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; To the world we live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; The Father’s only Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; And You lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; You died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; You rose again on high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; You opened the way for the world to live again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Hallelujah, for all You’ve done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really love this song! All praises to God, for ALL He has done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;God bless you all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-7700176360590097640?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/7700176360590097640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=7700176360590097640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7700176360590097640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7700176360590097640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-all-youve-done.html' title='For All You&apos;ve Done'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3109049695430437188</id><published>2009-03-06T09:31:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:40:46.525+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of Fasting</title><content type='html'>Yay. It's been a long while since I posted something new to my blog. Mahn, I'm so sorry for not updating always. Just kinda busy finishing &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://freeimtraining.biz/"&gt;http://FreeIMTraining.Biz&lt;/a&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's fasting this weekend in our church. Got heaps to pray for. I didn't have the time to write them down last night during our midweek service but here are some that I remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The conference in Australia&lt;br /&gt;* The people attending the conference that it becomes fruitful&lt;br /&gt;* Personal relationship to God&lt;br /&gt;* Financial breakthroughs at the time of crisis&lt;br /&gt;* And many others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to pray for you! So, if you got prayer requests, feel free to drop a comment. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm starting school on Monday. Not in the University of the South Pacific anymore though. We're going to Institute of Technology Australia. I'm getting a Business course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-3109049695430437188?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3109049695430437188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3109049695430437188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3109049695430437188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3109049695430437188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/03/day-of-fasting.html' title='Day of Fasting'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-5995344650262243164</id><published>2009-02-18T11:43:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:51:21.302+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><title type='text'>Oceans Will Part</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If my heart has grown cold&lt;br /&gt;There Your love will unfold&lt;br /&gt;As You open my eyes to the work &lt;span4701113&gt;&lt;/span4701113&gt;of Your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm blind to my way&lt;br /&gt;There Your Spirit will pray&lt;br /&gt;As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand&lt;br /&gt;As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oceans will part nations come&lt;br /&gt;At the whisper of Your call&lt;br /&gt;Hope will rise glory shown&lt;br /&gt;In my life Your will be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present &lt;span4701113&gt;&lt;/span4701113&gt;suffering may pass&lt;br /&gt;Lord Your mercy will last&lt;br /&gt;As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my heart will find praise&lt;br /&gt;I'll delight in your way&lt;br /&gt;As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand&lt;br /&gt;As You open my eyes to the work of Your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/--8t0dMcJRI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/--8t0dMcJRI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/02/oceans-will-part.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Oceans Will Part&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2287505955325626117</id><published>2009-02-12T23:41:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:46:18.325+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Chocolate = Heart Medicine</title><content type='html'>I love chocolates! Unlike other people, I also like dark chocolates, specially that black Toblerone! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An every day ratio of dark bitter chocolate could help prevent heart diseases, according to a study realized by a team of Swiss researchers. The Swiss researchers say that the anti-oxidants from chocolate could prevent the blood veins to become smaller and less wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The research team came to this conclusion after testing on a group of 20 volunteers, which were smokers without health problems. The subjects were asked not to eat any types of aliments rich in anti-oxidants such as apples, onion and cabbage and after that they were given 40 grams of different types of chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours after consuming the chocolate, the echo-graph showed that black chocolate, with a cocoa percent of at least 74%, significantly improved the blood flow. Additionally, ulterior tests showed that the risk of encountering blood accidents and blockages has been decreased to half of the initial risk. However, white chocolate did not achieve similar effects. The researches that performed the study say that dark chocolate contain the biggest quantity of anti-oxidants for one gram than any other products like red vine, green tea or forests fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate is indeed an aliment that has many anti-oxidant elements in it. But it also contains fats and glucoses in huge quantities. So, it can cause weight problems if excessively consumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing to do is to adjust your chocolate portion to your actual weight and to the amount of physical effort you make everyday. Persons that are involved in a great deal of effort can consume chocolate without fearing weight problems. But the ones that don’t, like people working in offices, sitting all day on a chair and not doing any kind of sports are confronted with a big problem if they eat too much chocolate. If the organism doesn’t call for sweets, like it does when we are cold, tired or worn out, then the chocolate use should be reduced to a minimal portion a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-2287505955325626117?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2287505955325626117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2287505955325626117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2287505955325626117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2287505955325626117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/02/chocolate-heart-medicine.html' title='Chocolate = Heart Medicine'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-63376316563497316</id><published>2009-02-11T00:43:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T01:16:23.612+12:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Say: "I Am A Christian"</title><content type='html'>by: Carol Wimmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SZF6mtMfRyI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DPNf47TeTkg/s1600-h/imachristrian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SZF6mtMfRyI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DPNf47TeTkg/s320/imachristrian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301153041777379106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not shouting, "I’ve been saved!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm whispering, "I get lost!&lt;br /&gt;That's why I chose this way".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't speak with human pride&lt;br /&gt;I'm confessing that I stumble -&lt;br /&gt;Needing God to be my guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be strong&lt;br /&gt;I'm professing that I'm weak&lt;br /&gt;And pray for strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bragging of success&lt;br /&gt;I'm admitting that I've failed&lt;br /&gt;And cannot ever pay the debt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I know it all&lt;br /&gt;I submit to my confusion&lt;br /&gt;Asking humbly to be taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not claiming to be perfect&lt;br /&gt;My flaws are all too visible&lt;br /&gt;But God believes I'm worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel the sting of pain&lt;br /&gt;I have my share of heartache,&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I seek His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say, "I am a Christian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not wish to judge&lt;br /&gt;I have no authority...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I only know I'm loved&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.thoughts-about-god.com/poems/cw_when_i_say.htm"&gt;http://www.thoughts-about-god.com/poems/cw_when_i_say.htm&lt;/a&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/5958863930841392746-63376316563497316?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/63376316563497316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=63376316563497316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/63376316563497316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/63376316563497316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-i-say-i-am-christian.html' title='When I Say: &quot;I Am A Christian&quot;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SZF6mtMfRyI/AAAAAAAAAPw/DPNf47TeTkg/s72-c/imachristrian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6313881587166090167</id><published>2009-02-08T13:54:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:12:41.842+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Celebrating my 20th with 20 Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>So, I just turned 20 years old. YAY. I'll just write 20 random things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 people I love and thank God for&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God - of course, he's the Creator of everything and my Heavenly Dad. I thank Him for everything, for giving me another year. I love God more than anything else and I will keep on serving Him as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Family - I couldn't ask for more. When I was younger and when my parents are almost separating, I thought it was the end coz it was really hopeless. But God helped us and He really moved and blessed our family. Dad, Mom, Kuya Wendz, Kuya Mark and April. I super love you all! To Kuya Wendz, who is in Pinas, I so miss you! I thank my rents for everything. My sibz, for giving the support and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tita Ling, Tito John, and Marvin (he's like my lil bro) - They're like my second family. They are always there when my family was breaking apart. I miss you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My friends - from different parts of the world. Special mention to my closest and great friends who are keeping in touch. I love you guys. Thanks for always being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Fiji - my second home in this earth. lol. I thank God for bringing me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 blessings:&lt;/span&gt; (actually, I have more than 5. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Family - this is the best time we have. Although Kuya Wendz is not here, this is the greatest blessing God gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fiji friends - I'll never forget the friendship we have here. Jenni, Siale, Zee, Rusila, Tara, Tori, and everyone else! God brought me here to meet you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fiji - Fiji itself. Again, He really brought us for a reason. This is one of the best blessings God has given me and my family. It's a real blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Friends - all of you guys. Not because you are 4th, you're not important to me anymore. I super love you guys and y'all have always been a blessings to me. Thanks for being a part of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Everything - love, life, friendships, money -- everything. Every aspect of my life is a blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 promises:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, this is hard.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God - I will serve Him all the days of my life and live the life He wants me to have. Whether to live here, in Pinas, or wherever, I will follow Him. He knows what is best for me and He will use me according to His pupose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Family - I will never waste this time God healed the wounds that almost broke us apart. I will try not to be a spoiled brat anymore. lol. Be responsible. Be a good daughter and a sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Friends - I'll always be there for you all and will never lose touch. haha. As much as possible, I try to keep in touch with you guys. God knows. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I will always have that 'grande passion to live a purpose driven life' (taken from 2 of my fave books) for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I can't think of another promise anymore. lol. haha. Ok here, I promise everybody that I will always be the same Fei you guys know. (and better) lmao. Ang labo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 Prayers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I pray that God will continue to take control of my life and always keep me grounded according to His standards. And always give me strength for 'I can do all things through Christ'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I pray that God will always be there for my family. I pray for mom and dad. To my Kuya's and to April. And to the extended family I always love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I pray for my friends. I always pray for you all, wherever you are right now. That God will guide you always and help you in times of troubles. (let me know if you need prayers, that's prolly the least I can do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I pray for this world and the lost souls. May God have mercy to those who are suffering and spare them from Hell. I pray that God will save the people from bondages of sin. I pray to touch their hearts that He alone satisfies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I pray for my future. I pray for what God wants me to be. He always knows what's best for me. I pray for my dreams and ambition in life -- to help people and serve Him. harhar. And uhh, since I'm 20, maybe I should start praying for the future husband, a man of God -- God's best. LOL. hahaha. And well yeah, I want to build my business in the future - a business according to Christian principles and something that could help the people. lmao. I pray for my future family, friends, and people I will meet on the way to this journey called life. I'm 20 now, and I'm not getting any younger. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I didn't construct this well. lol. Ugh, whatever. haha. It supposed to be 20 on every thoughts or whatever but it's like too many so I have broken them down into pieces. lol. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-6313881587166090167?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6313881587166090167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6313881587166090167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6313881587166090167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6313881587166090167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/02/celebrating-my-20th-with-20-random.html' title='Celebrating my 20th with 20 Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1581600494207681500</id><published>2009-02-06T11:45:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T11:56:29.345+12:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Day Before My Birthday</title><content type='html'>Well, I really got nothing to say right now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's my 20th birthday tomorrow. Goodbye teenage years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I would write later. As of now, I just finished a page where you give can send me 'gifts'. This page will my personal site where I keep my stuffs and just do whatever. So, the greetings will probably be lost after my birthday. Anyways, watch out for some fun stuffs there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's the &lt;a href="http://feiyie.blinkweb.com/"&gt;page&lt;/a&gt;. Don't forget to drop a line, and a 'gift' too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to this page &gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://feiyie.blinkweb.com/"&gt;http://feiyie.blinkweb.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-1581600494207681500?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1581600494207681500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1581600494207681500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1581600494207681500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1581600494207681500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-more-day-before-my-birthday.html' title='One More Day Before My Birthday'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-5650740348538633066</id><published>2009-01-22T16:25:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:44:25.482+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><title type='text'>The First Weeks of The First Month</title><content type='html'>I've been pretty slack updating this blog lately. I was kinda busy with my online business. lol. So yeah, now I have the chance of writing some fresh content here, I'll take some time. I will try my best not to make this a novel. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, this is my last year in Fiji. So I have to think a new blog title by next year if I'm not going back here anymore. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after going home here in Suva from our Nadi and Denarau vacation, it has been raining until like last week. Well actually, there are still some rainshowers nowadays. Anyways, Fiji has experienced the worst flooding ever recorded in its history and the current damage stands at $20M and is to exceed should the appalling conditions prevail. The worst affected areas are the Western, Central and Northern Divisions with homes, businesses, livestock and farms being under water of up to 16 feet.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;The recent flooding has seen a total of 10,000 people taking shelter at various Evacuation Centers set up in the Western, Eastern and Northern Divisions. At present 114 evacuation centers have been activated sheltering the 10,000 people. The number of evacuees and evacuation centers are expected to increase as more bad weather is forecasted throughout Fiji with more rain and floods expected in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;The Fiji Government has declared a state of emergency for the Western Division for next 30 days with immediate effect. Homes have been lost and twelve people have already lost their lives in tragic circumstances trying to escape rising flood waters and through landslides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos of the affected areas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SXf24pAF98I/AAAAAAAAAO0/mHXZ1wIj1Tg/s1600-h/P1085790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SXf24pAF98I/AAAAAAAAAO0/mHXZ1wIj1Tg/s320/P1085790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293971339936659394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SXf24hn7OkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TRakebgdY28/s1600-h/Nadi-air2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SXf24hn7OkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TRakebgdY28/s320/Nadi-air2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293971337956244034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SXf24eK4e4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/56Jxp7_a7zw/s1600-h/ba_flood9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SXf24eK4e4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/56Jxp7_a7zw/s320/ba_flood9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293971337029122946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are living in Suva so we are actually safe and unaffected. I mean, it's because I mostly sleep all day or surf the net. I only feel that we are in a very bad weather when my internet connection is really sloooooow. lol. Well, thank God that's it's now over. But I really feel sorry for the victims. So, if you want to donate and help them, go &lt;a href="http://www.vodafone.com.fj/relief/"&gt;http://www.vodafone.com.fj/relief/&lt;/a&gt;. (Oh yea, I copied the news from there too. And if you want to see more photos, just visit the site)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, going back to what's happening on my life, I'm going to the Youth Camp this weekend. YAY. My second to the last camp. Sigh. Some of my closest friends had left to go back to their homelands. But I'm sure that this camp will still be a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, by the way... I had a blog makeover to my University Blog which can be found here: &lt;a href="http://myusplife.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://myusplife.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. Feel free to visit the site and tell me what you think! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Toodles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-5650740348538633066?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/5650740348538633066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=5650740348538633066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5650740348538633066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5650740348538633066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-weeks-of-first-month.html' title='The First Weeks of The First Month'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SXf24pAF98I/AAAAAAAAAO0/mHXZ1wIj1Tg/s72-c/P1085790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-9195536878197107968</id><published>2009-01-02T16:56:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:25:21.189+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2008 at Radisson</title><content type='html'>Ok, I must say this blog post is really late, I was just busy for the holidays and was a bit lazy to write some fresh content in this blog of mine. As you can see, my latest blog post was about our holiday plans in Radisson. It was awesome! Here are some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hhiM29FI/AAAAAAAAANo/hG8dXOBsX1U/s1600-h/Photo-0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hhiM29FI/AAAAAAAAANo/hG8dXOBsX1U/s320/Photo-0435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286559135091323986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My photo in front of Radisson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hh-oAiLI/AAAAAAAAANw/6bhxbAV5sgM/s1600-h/Photo-0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hh-oAiLI/AAAAAAAAANw/6bhxbAV5sgM/s320/Photo-0437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286559142721390770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With a Fijian Warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hiQvornI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VE5bqhP5dg8/s1600-h/DSC07275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hiQvornI/AAAAAAAAAOI/VE5bqhP5dg8/s320/DSC07275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286559147585220210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me getting more tanned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hiF2OYNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/sz6Y-X6vG_4/s1600-h/DSC07241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hiF2OYNI/AAAAAAAAAOA/sz6Y-X6vG_4/s320/DSC07241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286559144660066514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hh2lJfyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/sknQQ9cebrs/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hh2lJfyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/sknQQ9cebrs/s320/DSC00040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286559140561911586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With April, my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2jPoobQ9I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GjkNCJK9Myw/s1600-h/DSC07299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2jPoobQ9I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GjkNCJK9Myw/s320/DSC07299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286561026603172818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love their pool! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2jQPoZqSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fJ6cK8qkols/s1600-h/DSC07357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2jQPoZqSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/fJ6cK8qkols/s320/DSC07357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286561037072050466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The falls and the apartments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MORE PHOTOS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://feiyie.multiply.com/photos/album/85"&gt;http://feiyie.multiply.com/photos/album/85&lt;/a&gt;&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/5958863930841392746-9195536878197107968?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/9195536878197107968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=9195536878197107968' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/9195536878197107968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/9195536878197107968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-2008-at-radisson.html' title='Christmas 2008 at Radisson'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SV2hhiM29FI/AAAAAAAAANo/hG8dXOBsX1U/s72-c/Photo-0435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1283963528548559378</id><published>2008-12-18T23:18:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:27:34.454+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Holiday Plans</title><content type='html'>Few more days and it's Christmas time! Yay. It's our second Christmas here in Fiji. Sigh. How I so miss the Christmas in the Philippines. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year was the most sad Christmas I ever had. Because we're just new to this place and really had very few friends. So, it was really a sad thing. We ate with some Filipino neighbours on the 25th and that's it. I still got gifts though. From our church friends when we had the Christmas service and from our parents and Filo neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Philippines, we have this what we call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Noche Buena&lt;/span&gt;. It is where we all eat (with our family, friends, or whoever we wanted to spend Christmas with) at 12am of Decemeber 25th. We just have a good time and exchange gifts. We (me and my siblings) mostly sleep whole day of that day because we would sleep around 4 or 5am. But we would wake up in the afternoon and go to another Christmas party to another place. Some people go to movies because every December 25, that's the show time of the movies who are competing in the Metro Manila Film Festival. Others celebrate Christmas in their provinces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some photos of a celebration of Christmas in the Philippines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo-QzWulII/AAAAAAAAANg/knVmyhNfD6o/s1600-h/imageGenerator.php.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo-QzWulII/AAAAAAAAANg/knVmyhNfD6o/s320/imageGenerator.php.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281101971429692546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Houses are super decorated with Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo-QVN-8EI/AAAAAAAAANY/oXmkey4GFGY/s1600-h/16christmas01_gallery__600x398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo-QVN-8EI/AAAAAAAAANY/oXmkey4GFGY/s320/16christmas01_gallery__600x398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281101963339952194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Early morning of Dec. 25th, Catholics go to church for the last&lt;br /&gt;"Simbang Gabi", or "Misa de Gallo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this year. We're having our Christmas service in church on the 24th. We're gonna sing carols and enjoy each other's company. Then on December 25th, off we go to Denarau to spend some time in &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.hotelscombined.com/Hotel/Radisson_Resort_Hotel_Denarau_Island.htm?a_aid=11596"&gt;Radisson Resort Hotel&lt;/a&gt;. Yayayay. Here are some pics of the hotel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo7-8fz6-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/mVJvL9hg_6U/s1600-h/P8160128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo7-8fz6-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/mVJvL9hg_6U/s320/P8160128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281099465622809570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo7-wpelMI/AAAAAAAAANI/3cimATwOBXQ/s1600-h/NAN_RADI-exter-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo7-wpelMI/AAAAAAAAANI/3cimATwOBXQ/s320/NAN_RADI-exter-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281099462442128578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo7-vctXkI/AAAAAAAAANA/I2O5iG96Oa8/s1600-h/food3_450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo7-vctXkI/AAAAAAAAANA/I2O5iG96Oa8/s320/food3_450.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281099462120136258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. I'm looking forward to our stay in Radisson. It's way better than staying here in Suva. lol. The only slide in Denarau is there. Yay. Gotta try some water sports and enjoy! :D I wish I won't be tanned so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna check out other hotels in Denarau, you can visit this &lt;a href="http://www.hotelscombined.com/City/Denarau_Island.htm?a_aid=11596"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year? I'm hoping I'll be back in the Philippines by then to celebrate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pasko&lt;/span&gt; (Christmas in our language).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, we'll be back in Suva after New Year's. My next blog post will be a Resolution or what happened this year. lol. It depends on my mood. NYAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-1283963528548559378?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1283963528548559378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1283963528548559378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1283963528548559378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1283963528548559378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-holiday-plans.html' title='Christmas Holiday Plans'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUo-QzWulII/AAAAAAAAANg/knVmyhNfD6o/s72-c/imageGenerator.php.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1485302292723202712</id><published>2008-12-15T02:35:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T03:13:01.559+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUUaX-DxPsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ha-HEuB9vZw/s1600-h/Naa%40+nadi%28008%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUUaX-DxPsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ha-HEuB9vZw/s320/Naa%40+nadi%28008%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279655137259896514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this writing, it's December 15th, 3am here in Fiji. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's birthday was yesterday, Dec 14th. Dad, mom, April and I went to eat lunch out at Pizza Hut after church to celebrate dad's 50th birthday. Since it's a really hot day and most of us are really sleepy, we just decided to eat at the nearest place. haha. So yeah, we ended up eating at Pizza Hut. We just celebrated it as a family so we kept it simple. Sad thing, my brothers were not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I just feel like blogging about my beloved Daddy. hihi. People say I really look like him. I have another photo without my glasses. I don't look much like him with it. haha. And I don't like myself without glasses anymore. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am the "daddy's girl" in the family. Me and my dad are really close and we get along. We even go shopping sometimes. haha. I get what I want, but of course, there's a limitation. wehehe. But of course, we sometimes have misunderstanding. When he gets angry, I shut up, unlike to mom where I sometimes answer back. Woops. I could say I am really closer to dad than mom. Mom used to dislike me because of our closeness. hahaha. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday wish (birthday prayer rather) for him is that he will always have the strength at work. That he will always remain faithful to God. That he will always be patient with his sometimes-rebellious teenage sons and daughters. HAHA. That he will always give us money (JOKE JOKE JOKE). hahaha. Just kidding but that okay. :P And lastly, that he will still see my kids. NYAHAHA. I know he will, by God's grace. Because he's got no vices anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for  this time here in Fiji where he can spend time with us. I mean, not like in Philippines where most of his projects are out of town and sometimes out of the country. Yeah, he used to be not home oftentimes. So I really thank God for this time. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's obviously one of my inspirations. Since he has been giving me so much (even til now that I'm over 18), I will give things back to him in the future. I want to take care of him (and mom of course) when they grow old and retire. Yeha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you always, dad! Thanks for everything! &lt;3&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-1485302292723202712?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1485302292723202712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1485302292723202712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1485302292723202712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1485302292723202712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Daddy!'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SUUaX-DxPsI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Ha-HEuB9vZw/s72-c/Naa%40+nadi%28008%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3808594599944973093</id><published>2008-12-12T01:09:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:57:25.956+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lesson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>We have a mid-week service every Thursday in church. So, last night, the sermon was about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'procrastination'&lt;/span&gt;. It hit me, like real hard. haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I consider myself one heck of a procrastinator. Now, what is a procrastinator by the way? Well, it is someone who puts things off til tomorrow when he/she can do it now. There is a mentality of delay and disorganization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I procrastinate in a lot of things. I sleep or rest first when I don't feel like doing or finishing a thing and when it can wait til tomorrow. When our parents tell us to wash the dishes, I will say 'wait', 'hold on a sec', 'later', or in our language, 'teka lang' or 'mamaya'. I hate doing things when people tell me to do so. So, because of that, I procrastinate. haha. I know, it's a bit meanie, hard-headed and stubborn of me. But yeah. I just hate being told and I hate doing things right away. I do things immediately when there is a motivation or when it has a deadline, though. HAHA. I gotta put off procrastination, like, NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I think I've been telling myself to do it since when? And until now, I still do. I think it's a human nature. If you never procrastinate, tell me, and I will applaud you. lol. Guess, all of us are procrastinators in some ways, right? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Christian's perspective, we procrastinate when we say like, we would read the Bible later when we can do it now. Like we would sleep or take a rest first because we are tired from work or studying before our devotion and what not. I do it sometimes. The text last night was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Proverbs 24:30-34&lt;/span&gt;. It was a good example of procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us not procrastinate. The solution? Start sorting things out NOW. We need to recognize them and start dealing with them. We must show a 'determination' to sort things out. In that way, we will put off procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Franklin once said, "Do not put off til tomorrow what you can do today." You can also read scriptures about it in the Bible, so it's also Biblical. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-3808594599944973093?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3808594599944973093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3808594599944973093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3808594599944973093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3808594599944973093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/12/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-7673798257268196663</id><published>2008-11-21T05:38:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:55:34.853+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><title type='text'>I Am A Habit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am your constant companion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          I am your greatest helper or your heaviest burden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          I will push you onward or drag you down to failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          I am completely at your command.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;        Half the things you do, you might just as well turn over to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          and I will be able to do them quickly and correctly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          I am easily managed; you must merely be firm with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          Show me exactly how you want something done, and after a few         lessons I will do it        automatically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          I am the servant of all great men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          And, alas, of all failures as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          Those who are great, I have made great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          Those who are failures, I have made failures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          I am not a machine, though I work with all the precision of a machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          Plus, the intelligence of a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          You may run me for profit, or run me for ruin; it makes no difference to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          Take me, train me, be firm with me and I will put the world at your feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          Be easy with me, and I will destroy you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          Who am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;          &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am a HABIT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I remember me reciting this poem during my High School. Well, I just remembered this when I heard the preaching a while ago. The message was about Bad Habits that affect the Kingdom of God. Bad eating habits, too much internet, forever stubborn, poor time management, etc. There are the things I am most guilty of. lol. Bad habits are like bed, it's easy to get into but hard to get out of. What can I say? It speaks for itself. Yes, I have bad habits and they really affect my Christian life, not just my Christian life, but everything. We should break bad habit because we'll never be free until we despised the things around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us have habits, good and bad. Whatever it is, we should always be aware of it. As what the poem says, it could put the world on our feet or it could destroy us. How we deal with it is what matters and our future lies on it. In order to be successful in every aspect of our lives, we should break bad habits and keep the good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-7673798257268196663?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/7673798257268196663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=7673798257268196663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7673798257268196663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7673798257268196663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-habit.html' title='&lt;center&gt;I Am A Habit&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2377008981633513385</id><published>2008-11-18T14:36:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:01:29.885+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wants'/><title type='text'>I Wanna Get A New Digital Camera</title><content type='html'>I had been a photojournalist in high school. I basically take pictures of all the event that occur in our school and out of school activities. We had press conferences where all the journalists from different schools compete with each other, from district all the way to national competitions. I am always the participant for Photojournalism so it's cool. I won third place in one of the them. lol. Digital cameras are not allowed in those kinds of competitions though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I was a kid, I loved taking pictures. The first camera I ever used is, of course, a manual one, which at that time obviously uses a film. It's cool how we got technology now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first used a &lt;a href="http://www.savebuckets.co.uk/browse/consumer-electronics/photography-film-video/digital-photography/digital-cameras/"&gt;digital camera&lt;/a&gt; when I was like in freshman year in high school. It was cool. I can see the picture even before it gets developed. I can move it to the angle I want and stuffs like that. Digital photography is just so amazing that you don't have to worry anymore about how your photo will come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that every month, if not every week, different manufacturers are coming up with the latest digital cameras to entice potential clients. I must admit, it's really hard to choose the best one that comes with the best price as well. Owning a digital camera doesn't need to be that expensive. Here's a site where you can compare the prices and find the BEST price that suits your budget: &lt;a href="http://www.savebuckets.co.uk/browse/consumer-electronics/photography-film-video/digital-photography/digital-cameras/"&gt;http://www.savebuckets.co.uk/browse/consumer-electronics/photography-film-video/digital-photography/digital-cameras/&lt;/a&gt;. Actually, the best digital camera is the one that you will enjoy and use. Not the type that you'll just leave rotting in its box or after a few weeks of usage or so, up there in the attic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I like when using a digital camera is that we don't need to line up for photo developing anymore to share our photos with our family and friends. I personally use my &lt;a href="http://www.savebuckets.co.uk/browse/computer-hardware/laptops/"&gt;laptop&lt;/a&gt; to view and share my photos. I will just download my photos to my laptop and upload it to social network sites so it can be viewed by others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another way of viewing your high definition photos is by using an &lt;a href="http://www.savebuckets.co.uk/browse/consumer-electronics/tv-video/television-sets/lcd/"&gt;LCD TV&lt;/a&gt;. You can use the slideshow feature and feels like you are watching a movie because LCD's have superb quality of graphics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can now figure out what you really need and want before you buy digital camera. If you want to see ratings and rankings of these devices based on price, resolution or other features, check out various websites that have these in the &lt;a href="http://www.savebuckets.co.uk/browse/consumer-electronics/photography-film-video/digital-photography/digital-cameras/"&gt;Internet&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been using my phone's camera to take photos. Although most camera phones now have the same features like that of digital cameras, they are still better with some features that a phone doesn't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go shopping for  my own digital camera! Time to save up. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-2377008981633513385?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2377008981633513385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2377008981633513385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2377008981633513385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2377008981633513385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wanna-get-new-digital-camera.html' title='I Wanna Get A New Digital Camera'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-581627097408952736</id><published>2008-11-09T05:49:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T06:53:42.794+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Words Unspoken</title><content type='html'>It's now 6am. And no, no, I wasn't been up all this time! haha. I just woke up at around 5:30am. I slept around 11pm last night, believe it or not. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a long daaaay yesterday! Mom left for Nadi at around 4am. Then I didn't sleep. Really. Sucks. No, not because mom left! haha. I was waiting for a call from Canada, from Internet Marketing Center. They have the most complete &lt;a href="http://www.urlfreeze.com/feiyie/imc/"&gt;Internet Marketing Course&lt;/a&gt;. And they contacted me via email for a phone interview because I applied for their eBusiness Development program. Well, I will talk more about that on &lt;a href="http://fyimarketing.co.cc/"&gt;Internet Marketing Blog&lt;/a&gt; soon. So yeah, I stayed all the way up to wait for  that call because I so wanna learn more on internet marketing, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... So, I was up the whole time. He called but the line got cut! =( I hope he would call again next week... Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sister had a fight yesterday at like 12 noon. We had some misunderstanding about what to do yesterday. I was thinking to invite some friends along to watch a movie but she doesn't want to because the house was a mess. (You know, it's just us two in the house. HAHA. What do you expect from spoiled brats alone at home. lol) She was so angry about the fact that I was inviting friends when I know that the house was sooooo messy and all.  So, frustrated and stuff, I left her alone in the house to go to town and meet some friends. I really felt bad about the fact that just because she disagreed, she shouted at me. tsk,,tsk.. Sucks. So yeah, I really left her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I felt bad about leaving my twin sister at home. We grew up like we have the same heartbeat. Two hearts beat us one, like the husband and wife. lol. HAHA. She is my only sister, my best friend, my partner in crime, my accountability partner, and everything. We've been through a lot. We always have each other. Ok, enough for the drama. Going back, I was like always thinking about her, and there was some point that it made me teary-eyed. Haha. Oh well. So, me and my two friends (whom me and my sis are always with) ate pizza at Jody's. Fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt; April (my sizzy) and I get to fix the problem through the mobile. lol. I called up to check if she's still alive, I mean, if she's fine. She said our brother went home for the weekend (he is working with dad in the west) and that we can now go home because she cleaned up... Fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt; We watched a movie and had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt; Outreach time at 7pm at Sukuna Park. We do it like twice a month. We go there to proclaim the Word of Jesus Christ. As Christians, we should spread the Gospel. So yeah.... At first, me and April held the signs. It's the easiest thing to do but it's hard. lol. We would only experience physical burden, not the spiritual burden we can get from not being able to witness to lost souls. We are still kinda not used to talking to strangers about Him, which sucks! That's what we call the 'spiritual burden'. It feels like every lost souls that we didn't share the Gospel with was like our responsibility. It's like if that person dies now and goes to Hell, it's because of me, us Christians. Fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt; So yeah, we always choose the physical burden. It was so painful to hold that sign high. It was heavy! And you have to hold it high pa. lol. Fast forward &gt;&gt;&gt; Brother Secca (one of the leaders in church) came to us two and asked us two if we want to testify. Ok ok, GOSH. That is also one of the reasons why we wanna choose the physical burden. We don't wanna speak up in front of people. We're shy...lol. But at that time, I felt like, 'this is it'. You can't '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;escape the daily grind&lt;/span&gt;' anymore, Fei. (Ohh, Escape the Daily Grind...that's Gloria Jeans' slogan! My second favorite coffee shop, next to Strabucks. Because no Sbux in Fiji. tsk. LOL) It's like God was haunting me to testify. lol. I could say no anymore, I never testified so it's like the time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to cut the story short, yes, I testified. And I testified for, I think 2 to 3 minutes. WAAHH. I was practicing a longer one. A longer, and juicier one. lol. I was gonna try to really tell more. But I ended up tongue-tied and it got all sucked up. I so wanted to tell how God moved in our lives. But I ended up telling very little, which I hope I didn't say something stupid. And to add up, aside from not telling much, I kinda paused for a couple of times to stop the tears from falling off. Shocks, I can't believe my tear burst out. There was I, in front of the spotlight (which feels like I'm in front of the Lord on judgment day. HAHAHA), being the 'quiet and gentle spirit' (it's a Bible term), testifying and crying in front of many people. I don't even want to remember the things I said. It's just not the things I wanna say, because I wanna tell more. Sigh. Maybe I have really been through a lot because it made me cry out my feelings. WAAAHHH. It was embarassing! Not because I talked about Jesus in front of a lot of people (in fact, I felt light after that), but it was embarrassing because it  wasn't good enough. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Words left unspoken.&lt;/span&gt; Gee, I really think I disappointed our Heavenly Dad. I sucked. But well, I tried my best. And I promise that next time, I will tell the things I wanna share, what Jesus has done in my life, without the tears. I pray that God will make me brave and help me next time. Gosh, I'm such a cry baby when I share things like that, when I share things about what happened to my family. Ugh. Yuppz, we almost had a broken family and I had a  traumatic childhood. Imagine your parents fighting in front on one innocent cute girl. HAHAHA. Yes, cute girl! *what* (I'm gonna write my testimony soon here on my blog. I just feel that it's a necessity on Christian blogs..lmao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it has been a looooong day. And I didn't have the time to sleep. I was up since Friday afternoon. looool. That's why I slept early last night, I was knocked out at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-581627097408952736?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/581627097408952736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=581627097408952736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/581627097408952736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/581627097408952736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/11/words-unspoken.html' title='Words Unspoken'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-4638174123328049088</id><published>2008-11-07T21:20:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:36:01.935+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiji'/><title type='text'>Hot Fiji, Rainy Suva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SRQQXgRCtMI/AAAAAAAAALo/N-7f0-YbULU/s1600-h/weather-satellite-map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SRQQXgRCtMI/AAAAAAAAALo/N-7f0-YbULU/s320/weather-satellite-map.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265851860287403202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Fiji Weather&lt;/strong&gt;. The best time for visiting the Fiji Islands is between May and November. This is the 'winter' season, and though still deliciously warm and tropical, it is not as humid as the hotter, wetter summer months of December - April. However, do not rule out the summer months as there are many advantages. Firstly there is a greater abundance of flowering shrubs and trees as many of these start to bloom more prodigiously from November. Secondly, since it is the ' low season ' it is easier to find many excellent deals. Fiji is beautiful all year round - it's just that there is more chance for some tropical rains during summer. But it is the tropical rains that make Fiji such a beautiful paradise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Temperature&lt;/strong&gt; is determined by its location in the South Pacific Ocean and has tropical maritime climate without extremes in temperature. The changes in temperature from one day to another varies slightly and also from season to season the changes are minimal. The hotter season in January, February is usually no more than 3 to 4 degrees hotter than the cool season of July and August. Although the hot season is the rainy season and higher humidity can make this season fell much hotter. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rainfall&lt;/strong&gt; in Fiji is largely determined by the time of year. For example the wet season is November to April and experiences a much larger amount of rainfall that the other months of the year. Especially the larger islands that generate clouds and precipitation The south eastern regions of the main islands such as the Suva area on Viti Levu receive much more precipitation that the rest of the islands. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trade Winds&lt;/strong&gt; in Fiji mostly come from the south east. These winds are usually light to moderate with stronger winds more common in the May to November period. The larger islands of Viti Levu, Vanua Levu can have their own wind patterns as the island heat up during the day and cool down at night. For example Nadi most days experiences an afternoon breeze starting just after noon. Fiji also has a cyclone season from November to April ( the rainy season ) with can cause high winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.fiji-islands.com.au/weather.cfm"&gt;http://www.fiji-islands.com.au/weather.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;=================&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SRQQXpDGHpI/AAAAAAAAALw/XvkUCf2UsLI/s1600-h/Map_Fiji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SRQQXpDGHpI/AAAAAAAAALw/XvkUCf2UsLI/s320/Map_Fiji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265851862644825746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I've been here in Suva, Fiji for more than a year now so I can obviously tell you how the weather really is like. lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I arrived here on 30th of May last year, which is the 'winter season' up to November. I got off the plane past 9am. Their airport, the Nadi International Airport, is located in the 'burning west' as they call it so it was HOT. The weather here is just like what we have in the Philippines, tropical. But honestly, I find the heat here kinda like different because it really burns my skin. Maybe that's one of the reasons why white people like going here, to sun bathe. lol. I see those white people in the resorts are really tanned and burnt. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Luckily, we live in Suva, the Fiji's capital, which is 3 hours away from Nadi by car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So anyways, the Rainy Suva... It's still very hot when the sun is up, around 10am-3pm. Those are the hottest. Sigh. I remember one outreach when we were out at around 11am, I almost fainted because of the burning heat of the sun. tsk,,tsk.. And sometimes, I just can't stand the hotness so we just stayed home if there are no good reasons to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When it rains, it rains hard oftentimes. And unexpectedly. Like, it is very sunny for an hour and on the next hour, it would rain. lol. Sometimes, it drizzles while the sun is still shining. Weird, huh? Gee, I hate the smell of the land when it happens! Then, the raindrops are seemingly huge. And it rains continuously! Most of the time it would rain at around 2am, that's when I sleep, and when I wake up at around 10am, it still rains till the afternoon. Err, Rainy Suva that is!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there. Just like any other tropical countries. haha. But well, I like our weather in the Philippines more than here. Ahehe. Peace out! It's almost the same anyways... haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Till next time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" 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/5958863930841392746-4638174123328049088?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/4638174123328049088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=4638174123328049088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4638174123328049088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4638174123328049088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/11/hot-fiji-rainy-suva.html' title='Hot Fiji, Rainy Suva'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SRQQXgRCtMI/AAAAAAAAALo/N-7f0-YbULU/s72-c/weather-satellite-map.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3679171531732793104</id><published>2008-11-04T02:44:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T03:33:46.465+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>Tips For Healthy Eating</title><content type='html'>I am not a Health Buff. In fact, I just eat what I feel like eating. I was a chubby girl when I was young and it's a good thing, I'm not fat anymore. lol. I hate veggies just like any teenagers. I don't drink much soda because it's just too acidic and makes my stomach ache. I don't have vices like drinking or smoking. I'm a big fan of cakes and ice cream. I love chocolates. I like pork and chicken. Yum. Well, although I'm not very health conscious, let me give you some health tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthy eating is a way of balancing the food you eat to keep your body in great health.  With healthy eating, you'll have energy all day, get the vitamins and minerals you need, stay strong for activities you enjoy, and maintain a healthy weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, you'll find tips designed to help you with healthy eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  Don't skip any meals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating 3 meals with snacks in between is the ideal way to maintain both energy and a healthy weight. When you skip meals and get hungry, you're more than likely to choose foods that aren't very good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are eating away from home, take food with you or know where you can buy healthy food from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.  Learn about how to prepare foods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of deep frying, try grilling, stir frying, microwaving, baking, and even boiling.  You should also try fresh or even dried herbs and spices to add flavor to your food.  Before you eat any type of meat, be sure to trim the fat and skin off of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.  Avoid a lot of sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks that contain sugar are a major source of empty energy.  What this means, is that the drinks contain a lot of energy that your body may not need, and it doesn't contain any vitamins or minerals.  If you plan to drink sugary drinks, don't go overboard - limit yourself to 1 a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.  Avoid thinking about diets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no good food nor any bad foods.  All food can be a part of a healthy diet, when eaten in moderation.  You don't need to buy any low carb, fat free, or even diet foods, as these foods normally have lots of other added ingredients  to replaces the carbohydrates or fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, happy healthy eating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hits.affiliatetraction.com/cgi-bin/redir?pd_link=i1-a48498-o2172-c21982"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ban.affiliatetraction.com/cgi-bin/imp?pd_link=i1-a48498-o2172-c21982" width="468" border="0" height="60" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-3679171531732793104?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3679171531732793104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3679171531732793104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3679171531732793104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3679171531732793104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/11/tips-for-healthy-eating.html' title='Tips For Healthy Eating'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-4576572502432905003</id><published>2008-11-02T15:26:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:51:12.863+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><title type='text'>Came To My Rescue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Falling on my knees in worship&lt;br /&gt;Giving all I am to seek Your face&lt;br /&gt;Lord all I am is is Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole life I place in Your hands&lt;br /&gt;God of mercy Humbled I bow down&lt;br /&gt;In your presence at Your throne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called You answered&lt;br /&gt;And You came to my rescue and I,&lt;br /&gt;Wanna be where You are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life be lifted high&lt;br /&gt;In our world be lifted high&lt;br /&gt;In our love be lifted high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Well, this is one of my favorite songs when I need Him during  the hard times. Oh well. I let it all out a while ago. All the unforgiveness and resentment towards my parents. And not to mention, the bitterness in Fiji. lol. Hopefully, they won't come back again. Coz I'm tired of them. It robs my joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preaching really gave me and my sister the conviction we badly needed. After the altar call, we were like "that's it". And God gave us a bonus, our Pastor called us to his office. He told us some stuffs about his observation on us. He knows that we are going through something. It's about us and our parents. Sigh. The words that came out from his mouth helped us. Gee, we were full crying whenever he points out a thing. Pastors are really God's messenger. Diba, diba? hehe. Anyhow, it was all good to hear those stuffs. We're trying to change, really. But it's just kinda hard and all. So, hopefully, this is really is it. I need a fresh start. And everything starts with a change of heart.. Oh yes. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can say for now, I'm still digesting everything. lol. Have a great Sunday y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Feiyie" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-4576572502432905003?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/4576572502432905003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=4576572502432905003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4576572502432905003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4576572502432905003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/11/came-to-my-rescue.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Came To My Rescue&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6901690890540564212</id><published>2008-10-29T19:05:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T19:36:45.570+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><title type='text'>Nick Vujicic</title><content type='html'>This is one of the greatest testimonies I ever heard of. A story of an ordinary and disabled man who serves an extraordinary and big God. He faced many challenges yet he never gave up. In fact, he inspires more people. Check out how inspirational it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4LtCrlXdd2E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4LtCrlXdd2E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! my name is Nick Vujicic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SQgOfbM17BI/AAAAAAAAALY/8vHe9d8kvWU/s1600-h/NickT2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SQgOfbM17BI/AAAAAAAAALY/8vHe9d8kvWU/s320/NickT2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262472097622780946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Nick Vujicic and I give God the Glory for how He has used my testimony to touch thousands of hearts around the world! I was born without limbs and doctors have no medical explanation for this birth "defect". As you can imagine, I was faced with many challenges and obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Consider it pure joy, my Brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....To count our hurt, pain and struggle as nothing but pure joy? As my parents were Christians, and my Dad even a Pastor of our church, they knew that verse very well. However, on the morning of the 4th of December 1982 in Melbourne (Australia), the last two words on the minds of my parents was "Praise God!". Their firstborn son had been born without limbs! There were no warnings or time to prepare themselves for it. The doctors were shocked and had no answers at all! There is still no medical reason why this had happened and Nick now has a Brother and Sister who were born just like any other baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole church mourned over my birth and my parents were absolutely devastated. Everyone asked, "if God is a God of Love, then why would God let something this bad happen to not just anyone, but dedicated Christians?" My Dad thought I wouldn't survive for very long, but tests proved that I was a healthy baby boy just with a few limbs missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understandably, my parents had strong concern and evident fears of what kind of life I'd be able to lead. God provided them strength, wisdom and courage through those early years and soon after that I was old enough to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The law in Australia didn't allow me to be integrated into a main-stream school because of my physical disability. God did miracles and gave my Mom the strength to fight for the law to be changed. I was one of the first disabled students to be integrated into a main-stream school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked going to school, and just try to live life like everyone else, but it was in my early years of school where I encountered uncomfortable times of feeling rejected, weird and bullied because of my physical difference. It was very hard for me to get used to, but with the support of my parents, I started to develop attitudes and values which helped me overcome these challenging times. I knew that I was different but on the inside I was just like everyone else. There were many times when I felt so low that I wouldn't go to school just so I didn't have to face all the negative attention. I was encouraged by my parents to ignore them and to try start making friends by just talking with some kids. Soon the students realized that I was just like them, and starting there God kept on blessing me with new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when I felt depressed and angry because I couldn't change the way I was, or blame anyone for that matter. I went to Sunday School and learnt that God loves us all and that He cares for you. I understood that love to a point as a child, but I didn't understand that if God loved me why did He make me like this? Is it because I did something wrong? I thought I must have because out of all the kids at school, I'm the only weird one. I felt like I was a burden to those around me and the sooner I go, the better it'd be for everyone. I wanted to end my pain and end my life at a young age, but I am thankful once again, for my parents and family who were always there to comfort me and give me strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to my emotional struggles I had experienced with bullying, self esteem and loneliness, God has implanted a passion of sharing my story and experiences to help others cope with whatever challenge they have in their life and let God turn it into a blessing. To encourage and inspire others to live to their fullest potential and not let anything get in the way of accomplishing their hopes and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first lessons that I have learnt was not to take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And we know that in all things God works for the best for those who love Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That verse spoke to my heart and convicted me to the point where that I know that there is no such thing as luck, chance or coincidence that these "bad" things happen in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had complete peace knowing that God won't let anything happen to us in our life unless He has a good purpose for it all. I completely gave my life to Christ at the age of fifteen after reading John 9. Jesus said that the reason the man was born blind was "so that the works of God may be revealed through Him." I truly believed that God would heal me so I could be a great testimony of His Awesome Power. Later on I was given the wisdom to understand that if we pray for something, if it's God's will, it'll happen in His time. If it's not God's will for it to happen, then I know that He has something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now see that Glory revealed as He is using me just the way I am and in ways others can't be used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now twenty-one years old and have completed a Bachelor of Commerce majoring in Financial Planning and Accounting. I am also a motivational speaker and love to go out and share my story and testimony wherever opportunities become available. I have developed talks to relate to and encourage students through topics that challenge today's teenagers. I am also a speaker in the corporate sector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SQgOfqgOt_I/AAAAAAAAALg/psp-XibupYE/s1600-h/NickTF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SQgOfqgOt_I/AAAAAAAAALg/psp-XibupYE/s320/NickTF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262472101730629618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a passion for reaching out to youth and keep myself available for whatever God wants me to do, and wherever He leads, I follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many dreams and goals that I have set to achieve in my life. I want to become the best witness I can be of God's Love and Hope, to become an international inspirational speaker and be used as a vessel in both Christian and non-Christian venues. I want to become financially independent by the age of 25, through real estate investments, to modify a car for me to drive and to be interviewed and share my story on the "Oprah Winfrey Show"! Writing several best-selling books has been one of my dreams and I hope to finish writing my first by the end of the year. It will be called "No Arms, No Legs, No Worries!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that if you have the desire and passion to do something, and if it's God's will, you will achieve it in good time. As humans, we continually put limits on ourselves for no reason at all! What's worse is putting limits on God who can do all things. We put God in a "box". The awesome thing about the Power of God, is that if we want to do something for God, instead of focusing on our capability, concentrate on our availability for we know that it is God through us and we can't do anything without Him. Once we make ourselves available for God's work, guess whose capabilities we rely on? God's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=============================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Let us not forget that once we have Christ in our hearts, we will never be ordinary... because God will use us for His Greatness!&lt;/blockquote&gt;God is bigger than ANYTHING in life. No arms, no legs, no worries. Get inspired with Nick's story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Italic" title="Italic" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 4);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" 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/5958863930841392746-6901690890540564212?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6901690890540564212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6901690890540564212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6901690890540564212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6901690890540564212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/10/nick-vujicic.html' title='Nick Vujicic'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SQgOfbM17BI/AAAAAAAAALY/8vHe9d8kvWU/s72-c/NickT2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3485142372343500900</id><published>2008-10-24T15:23:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T16:08:48.203+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><title type='text'>I wanna play the guitar</title><content type='html'>Hmm. Well, I think I wanna play the guitar when my sister and I make a band in church. Not really a band, we would have a singing duet soon. lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if not the guitar, I would like to learn how to play the keyboard. My childhood dream was to learn how to play the violin but what kind of songs can I play with that, right? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It supposed to be a trio. My sis, another Filipino girl friend, and me. But because of devil's work, she was forbidden to attend our church ever again by her dad. Aww, man. If she can just join us, she knows how to play the guitar. No more problemo! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, about me and my sis putting up a duet, we'll see. I'm still thinking of what and how to tell Pastor. haha. We are in the back up singing roster but it's like we wanna get more exposed. *what* lol. Nah, we wanna use  the singing talent God gave us. lmao. But yeah, we so wanna sing lately. We are even practicing some songs. Hillsong United! woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, I don't have much to write right now so that's all I wanna say. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out. Sing for Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://hits.affiliatetraction.com/cgi-bin/redir?pd_link=i1-a48498-o2017-c20889"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ban.affiliatetraction.com/cgi-bin/imp?pd_link=i1-a48498-o2017-c20889" width="468" border="0" height="60" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-3485142372343500900?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3485142372343500900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3485142372343500900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3485142372343500900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3485142372343500900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wanna-play-guitar.html' title='I wanna play the guitar'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-4395304764350974886</id><published>2008-10-17T00:44:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:42:16.877+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><title type='text'>The Gathering of Israel, One by One</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yet the time will come when the LORD will gather them together like handpicked grain. One by one he will gather them—from the Euphrates River in the east to the Brook of Egypt in the west.&lt;/i&gt; [&lt;a href="http://www.thehighcalling.org/Redirects/BibleGateway.asp?Citation=Isaiah+27%3A12&amp;amp;DID=2214&amp;amp;T=H&amp;amp;SID=12872" target="_blank"&gt;Isaiah 27:12&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 27 foresees the exile of Israel and, beyond that, the time in which God will gather his people once again. Though they have been scattered throughout the world, the Lord will bring them back to their land and to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 27:12 employs a harvesting image. The Hebrew literally speaks of God as threshing and gleaning the grain, using a process that allowed the farmer to distinguish the grain from the chaff. The addition of the phrase “one by one” emphasizes God’s personal attention to each one of his children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us have not experienced literal exile in our lives. We live in the country of our birth and/or of our choosing. Yet the image of exile gives expression to our sense of not quite belonging to this world as it is. We yearn for the Lord and the fullness of his kingdom. We look ahead to the day when God will gather all of us into his new creation, a day when we will be truly at home with the Lord and truly united to his people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, in anticipation of that future gathering, God seeks us and brings us to himself “one by one.” God isn’t just in the business of “saving the world.” He seeks us out individually, inviting us to know him and to be part of his work of putting the world back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUESTIONS FOR REFLECTION&lt;/strong&gt;: Have you ever experienced some sort of exile? When? How did it feel? Do you ever feel as if you don’t quite belong to this world? When? What difference does this make in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;PRAYER&lt;/strong&gt;: Dear Lord, I’m struck by this image of you gathering your people “one by one.” Though you are the Creator and Sovereign of the universe, and though your plans encompass the whole earth, nevertheless you care about each individual person . . . including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, gracious God, for gathering me to yourself. Thank you for caring about me personally. Thank you for inviting me to have an intimate relationship with you. Thank you for the many times when you have sought me out when I was lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, may I live this day as one who has been gathered by you. May I continue in fellowship with you throughout the day, and live each moment for your kingdom and glory. &lt;em&gt;Amen&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the Daily Reflection sent out from &lt;a href="http://www.thehighcalling.org/"&gt;http://www.thehighcalling.org/&lt;/a&gt; to my Inbox. I subscribed to it 2 months ago if I'm not mistaken. Anyways, I suggest you also subscribe to they Daily Reflection, I love it. It's always encouraging and inspiring. Maybe I should blog about it when I get a really powerful message. Or maybe a Daily Reflection here to my blog! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Most of us have not experienced literal exile in our lives. We live in the country of our birth and/or of our choosing. Yet the image of exile gives expression to our sense of not quite belonging to this world as it is. We yearn for the Lord and the fullness of his kingdom. We look ahead to the day when God will gather all of us into his new creation, a day when we will be truly at home with the Lord and truly united to his people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God seeks us and brings us to himself “one by one.” God isn’t just in the business of “saving the world.” He seeks us out individually, inviting us to know him and to be part of his work of putting the world back together.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how I felt the moment we left the Philippines and moved here to Fiji. Even until now, I feel like an exile. I so miss my friends and my home country, the Philippines is way more 'civilized' than here in Fiji. I hope I won't be like a person who came from the mountains when I get back to Philippines. Oh, the techonology. lol! And I feel like an exile because, I sometimes feel I just couldn't mix with the people. I feel like I don't belong. But not in church, I like the people in church! Hehe. They are God's family so I love them. But aside from the church people? Nah, I'm like a total stranger here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of exile, we all are. WE ARE PRISONERS OF SIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we are citizens of Heaven, this world is just a temporary place for us. So whether I'm in the greatest nation or in Pinas, I am still a stranger. I will never be at home in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We yearn for the Lord and the fullness of his kingdom. We look ahead to the day when God will gather all of us into his new creation, a day when we will be truly at home with the Lord and truly united to his people. &lt;/span&gt;In the end, we would all be ONE. No Americans, no British, no Fijians, no Chinese, no Filipinos, no whatever race in the world. Remember, we were separated by culture differences because people attempted to build the tower of Babylon to reach Heaven? No one can ever reach Heaven except through Jesus Christ. The hope that there will be a day when we will be truly at home with the Lord is everyone's hope dream. No more pain, sufferings, etc. We would finally be at peace. Let us all keep the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most powerful sentence I loved here in this reflection was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'He seeks us out individually, inviting us to know him and to be part of his work of putting the world back together.' &lt;/span&gt;Yes, as Christians, He want us to be in a relationship with our Heavenly Father. That's why He gave Jesus Christ to save us. While in other religions, people try to reach God through their rituals. Isn't it amazing that it is our God who wants to reach out for us? That's the one thing that is unique in Christianity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, as the Word is being heard by more people, more and more people also become lovers of this world. People seeks security through money, earthly love, and other things that don't belong to the Lord. They can't see the real meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about the End Times here, but Jesus Christ is really coming back soon. We'll never know when, but He will. He is now gathering Israel, one by one. Look at the world around us, it's time to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's also time for me to accept that I'm staying here in Fiji till my visa expires.... lol. I believe God put us here with a reason, and it's is His Will for us to be in this nation. I often ask 'why Fiji?'. Fiji has changed my life A LOT. And I know, I still need to learn MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Signature" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-4395304764350974886?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/4395304764350974886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=4395304764350974886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4395304764350974886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4395304764350974886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/10/gathering-of-israel-one-by-one.html' title='The Gathering of Israel, One by One'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6567738059042850195</id><published>2008-10-10T22:53:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:06:38.139+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><title type='text'>God's Amazing Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="txtNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ptr. Peter Tanchi / Sunday, September 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;CCF St. Francis Square, Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The Bible always talks about what God has done for us first before it tells us what He wants us to do for Him. The focus is God's grace first and our obedience as the by-product. The first three chapters of Ephesians talk about our wealth in Christ or what God has done for us and the last three chapters talk about our walk or what God wants us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I. God’s Amazing Plan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      God's amazing plan is to exalt Christ over the whole world. Jesus is the King of Kings and has authority and power over all. Ephesians 1:22 says, all will submit to Christ, including governments, evil forces, even Satan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Jesus is God's gift to the church. Ephesians 1:23 defines the church as Christ's body. The word "church" comes from the Greek word "ecclesia," which means “called out” or “chosen people.” Throughout the New Testament, the word "ecclesia" is used to refer to the community of believers who are redeemed by the blood of Jesus. Hence, the church refers to a select group of people and not a building or edifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Ephesians 1:1 addresses the church as “saints” which means a special people set apart from the rest. It needs to be connected to the Head, which means believers must have a relationship with Christ. When you raise your hand or wiggle your toes, your body is following orders from the brain. To have a relationship with Christ is to obey what He says. The church is also Christ's representative on earth. God wants to use the church to have His love, care and wisdom known to the world and to authorities in the heavenly places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. Man’s Awful Dilemma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      However, we have problems that cannot be addressed with superficial solutions. But problems go much deeper. If you do not understand the real problem, you cannot prescribe the right solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Ephesians 2:1-2 shows us that our real problem is sin. We are dead to sins and trespasses, hence, we have no appetite for the things of God. A person who is spiritually dead follows the values of this world by seeking security in pride, position and possessions. This is in accordance to the spirit that is now working in the sons of disobedience, Satan (Ephesians 2:2).  Satan’s strategy is to lie by saying, “All religions are okay for as long as you are sincere.” But Jesus tells us,&lt;em&gt; “I am the way, the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.”&lt;/em&gt; No religion can save us. A dead person cannot change for the better on its own. Sin or “hamartia” means to miss the target. It is not merely committing an offense, but it is also not doing what we are supposed to do. The problem with sin is we fail to realize we are full of it.  Satan perverts what is good and makes it sinful. Eating is good but when you overeat you become a glutton. Sex was invented by God and in the context of marriage, it is wonderful. But when you allow this drive to be your master, it becomes sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Sin is disobedience and rebellion against our loving God. Ephesians 2:3 calls unbelievers “children of wrath.”  There are more verses on the wrath of God than on the love of God. The Bible says, you&lt;em&gt; "are storing up wrath for yourself"&lt;/em&gt; (Romans 2:5) when you refuse to change.  Because God is holy and righteous, He will deal with sin.  Revelation 6:16-17 speak about the last prayer of people who refuse to repent or take their sinful condition seriously: &lt;em&gt;"They said to the mountains and to the rocks, Fall on us and hide us from the presence of Him who sits on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb; for the great day of their wrath has come; and who is able to stand?'” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. God’s Amazing Solution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The solution came from the heart of God who is rich in mercy and great in love (Ephesians 2:4-5). We were all rebels against God and dead in our sins, but Jesus died for us and so "having now been justified by His blood, we shall be saved from the wrath of God through Him." (Romans 5:9). By the blood of Jesus, we are declared not guilty and saved from the wrath of God. We deserve to die as sinners but Jesus took our place. He shed His blood and rose again so that He can give us life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      God not only has given us life but He also seated us in the heavenly places (Ephesians 2:6). Today, spiritually, we are seated with Christ. Since that speaks of authority and position, hence when we pray, we must do so with authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      In the Greek language, the phrase “you have been saved” is in the past perfect tense. It is a certainty. It happened in the past and has a continuing effect. We can be sure of receiving God’s amazing solution because of grace. It is not as a result of works, that no one should boast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      People try to go to heaven through good works.  But since spiritually we are dead to sin, no amount of good works will save us. The only way to go to heaven is through the grace of God. And once we are saved, God wants us to be involved in good works. However, you will never experience the saving grace of God until it is activated by faith. &lt;em&gt;“For by grace you have been saved through faith,”&lt;/em&gt; (Ephesians 2:8). Until you are willing to repent and turn your life to Jesus, you will not see the transforming power of God’s grace. When you give your life to Jesus and take that step of faith, you will know and experience the unfathomable riches of Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.ccf.org.ph/worship/index.asp?CurrentMessage=267"&gt;http://www.ccf.org.ph/worship/index.asp?CurrentMessage=267&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://feiyie.thesecondtier.com/freedvd"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://feiyie.thesecondtier.com/freedvd"&gt;&lt;img src="http://thesecondtier.com/tools/banners/dotcomcd/dotcomsecrets-468x60.gif" width="468" border="0" height="60" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-6567738059042850195?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6567738059042850195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6567738059042850195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6567738059042850195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6567738059042850195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/10/gods-amazing-grace.html' title='God&apos;s Amazing Grace'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6121604324507891988</id><published>2008-10-08T03:11:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:55:32.701+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Trying To Be Prayerful</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, probably more than a month ago, we started the morning prayer at church. The church will be open from 5:50-7am for us to go there and pray. Our Pastor wants us, the church members, to be more prayerful because he knows that prayers are powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="f" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34);font-size:85%;" &gt;The power of prayer should not be underestimated. James 5:16-18 declares, "…The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective. Elijah was a man just like us. He prayed earnestly that it would not rain, and it did not rain on the land for three and a half years. Again he prayed, and the heavens gave rain, and the earth produced its crops." God most definitely listens to prayers, answers prayers, and moves in response to prayers.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yeah. We completed that first week! Because it's something new and the church is just so close to our house. And since we live nearby, we are burdened to go to pray. But, it was a struggle. We sleep, like, in the morning! We stay up all night coz it's better to surf the net at that time. lmao. So, it was really hard. As days passed by, we started not to go. Promising to ourselves that tomorrow is a new day, hopefully, we can get up early (after sleeping at 3am) or stay up until 5:30 or 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are watching a DVD on prayer every Sunday night. It was from Pastor Jim Cymbala of Brooklyn Tabernacle. It was wonderful. I mean, like, his message on prayer and the testimonies of the people about prayer. And everytime I watch that vid, God just always convict me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do pray. I always pray. But I'm not a prayer warrior and I'm not that prayerful. I believe in God, I have faith in Him. And I know that prayer is the only communication I have to my Heavenly Dad. Through prayers, I tell Him my needs, my requests, and thanks as well. Prayer is essential to every people and talk to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="f" style="color: rgb(34, 34, 34);font-size:85%;" &gt;The power of prayer is not the result of the person praying. Rather, the power resides in the God who is being prayed to. 1 John 5:14-15 tells us, "This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us. And if we know that he hears us - whatever we ask - we know that we have what we asked of him." No matter the person praying, the passion behind the prayer, or the purpose of the prayer - God answers prayers that are in agreement with His will. His answers are not always yes, but are always in our best interest. When our desires line up with His will, we will come to understand that in time. When we pray passionately and purposefully, according to God's will, God responds powerfully!&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Just this Monday when my sister and I made a stand to go to prayer every morning. And now, it's 3:30am. I might just wait another 2 hours for prayer. I know our Pastor was like praying for us to be faithful in morning prayer coz we live nearby. lol. And we always feel bad everytime we don't go to prayer. I have SO MUCH people to pray for. My family and friends in the Philippines and other places in the world. And of course, us too here in Fiji. So yeah, I am not trying to be super spiritual here. I just have faith in God and I know He answer prayers at the right time -- in God's time. We can't live by ourselves. No matter how rich or famous you are, you need Him. Lay down everything before Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you people to pray! hehe. Don't just pray in vain or pray for a minute. Pray for everything -- your family, your friends, your loved ones, your work or school, and the list goes one. Pray for the people around the world. Talk to God. Find a place to pray if you can't go to church for it. Pray before the sun rises. It's the nicest way to start your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.allaboutprayer.org/power-of-prayer.htm"&gt;http://www.allaboutprayer.org/power-of-prayer.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-6121604324507891988?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6121604324507891988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6121604324507891988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6121604324507891988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6121604324507891988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/10/trying-to-be-prayerful.html' title='Trying To Be Prayerful'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6849840001308754425</id><published>2008-09-25T01:33:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T02:11:11.880+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stress-Free Life</title><content type='html'>Or, is it really stress-free? looool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to those who have been reading my blog posts here, I am an out of school youth. LOL. Not because of lack of money of lack of brain. lol. haha. I chose not to study for a while because of the difference of the curriculum here in Fiji. I hate studying Foundation coz I hated my High School subjects and have forgotten them already! HAHAHA. So yeah, I don't wanna waste another $ for studying courses I don't like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, my sister and I have been talking to mom about studying this past few days. She was asking us if we're still gonna go to IOTA (Institute of Technology Australia). She was asking us what we really wanna do. If we're still going back to school here or if we want to really go home next year. And we were like so undecided about it. I should have been on my junior year now. If I'm going back next year, my classmates and batchmates would be like in senior year. And as for me, I will be a darn FRESHMAN again. S-h-a-m-e! HAHAHA. Coz I had a lot of breaks from school. So it sucks. tsk tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, forget about that. We might go back to university next semester, which is next year. We might go back to the University of the South Pacific. Hopefully. Let's see how things will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently just at home. Sleeping all day, surfing all night (coz the connection is FASTER during wee hours of the night), go to church and hangout with friends. Looooong vacation! STRESS-FREE. No school, no assignments, and whatever. No work too, I can't work coz I'm like in a foreign land, you know. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think it's fun? No, not really. Yeah, in some ways, it is fun. But sometimes, it just suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun because I get no stress. But well, being a bummer is sometimes a stress! Got nothing to do... HAHAHAHA. The only work I do is wash the dishes. That's it. lol. But mom's scolding is stressful. She sometimes scold us for being soooo lazy! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this laziness is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;demonic&lt;/span&gt;. If you're a Christian, you should know. And I pray that I get over this very soon. I so wanna change. But I got nothing to do anyway. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you know that whatever we do in life, stress is right there. School, work, relationships, friendships, or whatever. As long as you live in the world, you are going to encounter some sort of stress in your life. And it's up to you how you deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I recently received a FREE Christian book. It's totally FREE, they will even pay for the shipping! It's a blessing, I started reading it and I'm loving it. Get it free here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="468" align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="60"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bjnewlife.org/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bjnewlife.org/english/banner/nlm_banner_wave.jpg" width="468" border="0" height="60" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-6849840001308754425?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6849840001308754425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6849840001308754425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6849840001308754425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6849840001308754425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/09/stress-free-life.html' title='The Stress-Free Life'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1194664628243396638</id><published>2008-09-18T16:16:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:36:03.288+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><title type='text'>Quizzes Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Linguistic Profile:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofamericanenglishdoyouspeakquiz/general.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40% General American English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35% Yankee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15% Dixie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5% Upper Midwestern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0% Midwestern&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofamericanenglishdoyouspeakquiz/"&gt;What Kind of American English Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good sense of self control and hate to show weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many acquaintances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are China&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatcountryareyouquiz/china.png" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You adhere to the ideas of loyalty, honesty, sincerity, and duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You respect authority and age. You believe in social harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are big and bold. People consider you to be someone with a lot of potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are coming into your own right now, and you are figuring out your place in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcountryareyouquiz/"&gt;What Country Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 88% Pure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howpureareyouquiz/pure-1.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so innocent, it's almost like you're not human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking this test is probably the naughtiest thing you've done in a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howpureareyouquiz/"&gt;How Pure Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1194664628243396638?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1194664628243396638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1194664628243396638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1194664628243396638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1194664628243396638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/09/quizzes-quizzes.html' title='Quizzes Quizzes'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-141415034357386732</id><published>2008-09-16T02:43:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T03:16:12.258+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><title type='text'>5 Stones That Still Kill Giants</title><content type='html'>Ptr. Vince Burke / Sunday, June 22, 2008&lt;br /&gt;CCF St. Francis Square, Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ccf.org.ph/"&gt;http://www.ccf.org.ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One small stone from David slew the giant Goliath who was in full battle gear. We, too, have stones with which to slay the giants harassing and intimidating us in our lives. Stones that still kill giants… each stone a reminder from the Spirit of biblical principles we can apply in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. For the Giant GUILT, you need the stone that says...YOU ARE CLEAN. Satan's job is to accuse and hurl charges against us. He makes us carry the heavy yoke of guilt to drag us down. When we get stained by sin, we need to humble ourselves and plead guilty before God. Jesus comes to our defense, with a show of hands as evidence that He bore the punishment we deserved. By Christ's blood, we have been washed clean. Having been justified by Christ, the verdict reads: “NOT GUILTY,” just as it is written: “And such were some of you; but you were washed, but you were sanctified, but you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ, and in the Spirit of our God” (1 Corinthians 6:11). These words are from, “Jesus the faithful witness....to Him who loved us and washed us from our sins in His own blood...” (Revelation 1:6).  And this silences our accuser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For the Giant COMPROMISE, you need the stone that says...SEEK HIM FIRST. There are voices other than the Holy Spirit that would seek to direct our lives. And to take up that giant of compromise we need the stone that says put Jesus first. So as not to fall into the same pattern as the unbelievers do, we need to remind ourselves that we are in the world but not of the world. We are soldiers in Christ's service and therefore, our duty is to please our Commanding Officer (2 Timothy 2:4).  When we put God above all else and  put to death those desires that cause us to compromise, God will satisfy our legitimate needs, including wants that are aligned to His will. “But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added to you” (Matthew 6:33). “Delight yourself in the Lord; and He will give you the desires of your heart” (Psalm 37:4).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. For the Giant CONFUSION, you need the stone that says...GOOD AND HARD. Many end up confused and disillusioned because they thought life would be problem-free once they become Christians. No one said it was going to be easy. Not even Christ promised that. Rather, we are told, “Beloved, do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal among you, which comes upon you for your testing, as though some strange thing were happening to you...” (1 Peter 4:12). We must accept the reality that, yes, there are joys, but there are also sorrows. There are good times, and there are also hard times. There are battles, but there is victory. Having Christ in our lives does not mean the absence of storms, but it means having Christ with us in the midst of the storms. Both good and bad blend together in harmony toward what God wants to accomplish in and through us. What seems like adversity can become a blessing for the glory of God. “And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose” (Romans 8:28).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For the Giant FAILURE, you need the stone that says...DON'T LOOK BACK. The past has a way of paralyzing us. We must learn from the past but not be controlled by the past. We must leave the past behind, and move on. Past failures, past successes, past grief, past glory – these are things that need to be removed from our memory bank. “...never forget what is worth remembering and never remember what is best forgotten.” turning our eyes on Jesus will get us past yesterday's failures and set our sights ahead toward a glorious future. As Paul said, “Brethren, I do not regard myself as having laid hold of it yet; but one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and reaching forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the upward call of God in Christ Jesus” (Philippians 3:13-14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. For the Giant DISCOURAGEMENT, you need the stone that says... NEVER GIVE UP! The fierce battles and disheartening situations can take their toll on us. They can weaken and bring us to the point of weariness and despair. But God will give us the strength to keep going, as Isaiah 40:30-31 encourages: “Though youths grow weary and tired, and vigorous young men stumble badly, yet those who wait for the Lord will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary.” We can cling tightly to God's hand and hold firmly to His promise that He will never leave us nor forsake us. Following Jesus' example, we must endure the hardships in life, never giving in to the pressures and never giving up on our purpose. As long as we fix our eyes on Jesus, He will carry us through the race till the finish line. “Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God” (Hebrews 12:1a-2). Sharing Christ is what we must keep on doing even in the most trying times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite preachings I have watched. Each one is a reminder from the Spirit of Biblical principles we can apply in our lives. For every new convert, there would be lots of trials that can happen to them. I got friends who struggle a lot when they get saved. Some even backslid. Getting saved is not the end of the journey just because you have found Jesus Christ. Rather, it is the beginning of our Christian lives. I got saved when I was 6 and been through a lot. So yeah. This is an encouragement to all the Christians (even unsaved ones) that life is not easy. But with God, impossible is nothing. Remember the five stones. Christianity is not a playground. It is a battlefield!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God is for us, who can be against us? Like David, we may be outsized and be carrying nothing more than stones into the battlefield, but these are the very stones that will strike our enemy down. Use them we must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" 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/5958863930841392746-141415034357386732?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.ccf.org.ph/media/sample.asp?CurrentVideo=255' title='5 Stones That Still Kill Giants'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/141415034357386732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=141415034357386732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/141415034357386732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/141415034357386732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-stones-that-still-kill-giants.html' title='5 Stones That Still Kill Giants'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-8660552534661345004</id><published>2008-08-25T21:37:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:05:58.208+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiji'/><title type='text'>Fiji Islands</title><content type='html'>If there's adventure in your soul, Fiji is the place to indulge it. The Fiji Islands in the South Pacific are an archipelago of over 330 islands packed with attractions that can be found no where else and offers a unique experiential opportunity for the visitor. Whether you seek Romance, Relaxation, Cultural Immersion, Cruising the Sea, or the Ultimate Eco-Tourism escapade, you'll find fulfillment here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SLKC-vk8jlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/S0HtIB2eRY8/s1600-h/FIJI+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SLKC-vk8jlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/S0HtIB2eRY8/s320/FIJI+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238393331020238418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nature lover's delight, Fiji has an unspoiled, unique environment of extreme beauty and tranquility. Adrift for millennia in splendid isolation in the blue of the South Pacific it has escaped the evils of industrial progress, the incursions of dangerous animals, poisonous snakes, spiders and pestilent diseases such as malaria. It awaits your discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SLKC-wDnVZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/h_3TTU23Zxc/s1600-h/FIJI+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SLKC-wDnVZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/h_3TTU23Zxc/s320/FIJI+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238393331148871058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 333 islands of Fiji can sizzle with excitement or murmur with the quiet calm of pristine nature. Where else can you swim with huge, harmless manta rays congregating by the shore, snorkel over giant rainbow gardens of soft coral, or scuba dive the White Wall and famous Astrolabe Reef. Fiji is where the Cloud Breaker, the incredible six-metre wave found offshore at Tavarua, draws surfers from around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SLKC-3mzQeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Z6N8rLWGiUc/s1600-h/FIJI+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SLKC-3mzQeI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Z6N8rLWGiUc/s320/FIJI+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238393333175501282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also where you can float in the calm, quiet waters of a turquoise lagoon at sunset or walk alone through lush rainforest. It is where the sun shines almost everyday and when it does rain, people rush outside for a rainbath in the warm, brief downpour of a tropical shower which ends as quickly as it began. This is where life is lived for the joy of it all, where rushing is rude, and the name of a new friend is never forgotten. Fiji is where people wear flowers tucked in their hair, not to impress visitors, but because they like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought of writing something about Fiji here on my blog. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit my lens about Fiji: &lt;a href="http://www.squidoo.com/bulafiji"&gt;http://www.squidoo.com/bulafiji&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-8660552534661345004?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/8660552534661345004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=8660552534661345004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8660552534661345004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8660552534661345004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/08/fiji-islands.html' title='Fiji Islands'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SLKC-vk8jlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/S0HtIB2eRY8/s72-c/FIJI+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-4229187795758573114</id><published>2008-08-09T03:42:00.010+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T04:54:20.823+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Living the Life</title><content type='html'>We went to the University of the South Pacific a while ago. That's where we studied last semester. I failed 3 courses so I quit it. We told our parents to send us back home next year. So yeah, we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were in USP, we hanged out with the Potters House USP gang, as they call it. lol. Here's a picture of us. Some where not here coz they went somewhere. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SJxq7EwLDKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LRgF1IweIKw/s1600-h/DSC06222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SJxq7EwLDKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LRgF1IweIKw/s320/DSC06222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232174430218292386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked us how our classes were. And we were like "Oh no, we already quit school." They were like "How come?" They asked us what are we gonna do then while waiting for our flight back home. We said, "Well, we would be aimless bums." HAHAHA. Like eat, sleep, surf the net, and go out with friends. One of them said something like "burn out cash." LOL. And the other said, we are "living the life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might be living the life now coz we are not worrying about assignments, grades, and other school stuffs now. I'm pretty sure that when we go back to school, whether here or back home, we would be like geeks. I mean like, hello! We don't wanna fail and waste money again. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is so unproductive. Being lazy bums are not pleasing to the Lord. We should get a life. lol. I'm considering studying in IOTA (Institute of Technology Australia) but then if we do, we can't go home next year yet. And I doubt it if it would be credited to the Phil university am attending when I get back. Wasted time, money, and effort. So, what's the right thing to do? ARGH! I just pray to God for some enlightenment. Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the short meet up in USP, us girls went to town to have a late late lunch at 5pm. Lunch because we were really supposed to get lunch. Well, it ended up more like early dinner. lol. With some stuff we talked about there, it made me think again about some important things. Like, staying in Fiji. I found out that the minimum wage here in Fiji is $8,000 per annum. We are blessed with how much dad is earning. Well, we are not in the poverty line in the Phils anyway. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About schooling, we have also talked about studying all those boring subjects when in reality, you can't apply all of them anyway, right? lol. We talked about investing and marriage too. How aimless we can get. HAHAHAHA. But it was fun though. Imagine us 5 or 10 years from now. Well, well, well. Who would be living the life God wanted us to be? I hope we all obey His Will for us. Man, I'm gonna miss these girls when we leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, here's an aimless picture at Chicken Express after eating. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SJxsRKo3lpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/o-WZU69r99I/s1600-h/DSC06226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SJxsRKo3lpI/AAAAAAAAAH4/o-WZU69r99I/s320/DSC06226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232175909267019410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Chicken Express, we had coffee and cakes at Gloria Jeans. Hehe. So yeah. Chatted for some time, took pics and vids, then went home at 7pm. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 9pm, when we met some friends again. They just live nearby so we got ice cream from KFC, which happens to be near our homes as well. haha. Talked about anything and then took really aimless, cute, and funny pictures and videos. We ended the aimlessness at like 10:30pm. OMG. How can we stay that late outside. LOL. hahaha! It was a fun and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SJxyj7PsY5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/NmkdJooaOTA/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SJxyj7PsY5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/NmkdJooaOTA/s320/DSC00197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232182828622177170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we living the life? Get a life, Fei. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Life and Lifestyle I Want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. Let's get serious here. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, although I don't believe in the education system anymore, I would still love to get a degree. haha. Why do dislike the education system now? Useless courses. Plus the school teaches us to study hard, get a job, work your ass out, retire. Still people get broke, not enough money for the bills, too much work and no more time for family, poor retirement plan. Where's the life, yo? lol. If you know Robert Kiyosaki, you know what am talkin about. I like his books. Hehe. He speaks about reality. Money runs the world now. Because of it, most people work for it, thus, they neglect what life is really all about. It's all about God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have a business. A business that will work for me not me working for it. Something that would generate residual income so I can have the time of my life. Ok, this is not all about money, the important thing to me is the time freedom. I don't wanna get much stress from my business. When I was a kid, I rarely see my parents. So yeah. I don't wanna work too much coz I wanna have more time for my future family. (woohoo! am so thinking ahead ae? LOL) This is also the reason why I am so into Internet Marketing now. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I might be so lazy at the moment; no school, I just stay at home but I know what I am doing. But still, I need God to move upon my laziness! hehe. I know what my goals and dreams in life are. May God direct me to that path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asiacenturyph.com/ads/pmserver/click.php?APID=278&amp;amp;affID=0000039"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.asiacenturyph.com/ads/pmserver/gadserv.php?APID=278&amp;amp;affID=0000039" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-4229187795758573114?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/4229187795758573114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=4229187795758573114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4229187795758573114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4229187795758573114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/08/living-life.html' title='Living the Life'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SJxq7EwLDKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LRgF1IweIKw/s72-c/DSC06222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-4980626354028105514</id><published>2008-08-06T22:31:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:14:28.181+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><title type='text'>The World's First 'Think Drink'</title><content type='html'>Imagine being noticed when you walk into a room - commanding attention and taking charge. If you want to possess abundant energy, retrieve your youth through mental clarity and alertness, while being on the road to financial freedom and living the life you always imagined....then being on the EDGE is where you’ll find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a 2007 study conducted by the American Psychological Association (APA) one-third of Americans are living with extreme stress and nearly half of Americans (48 percent) believe that their stress has increased over the past five years. Stress is taking a toll on&lt;br /&gt;people — contributing to health problems, poor relationships and lost productivity at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, millions of people are turning to alternative (mostly sugar loaded) energy drinks as a means to maintain the “get-up-and-go" mentality. Unfortunately, the majority of energy drinks are packed with sugar, artificial colors and flavors and unhealthy stimulants. These beverages can wreak havoc on bodies, young and old, when consumed regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taking energy drinks to the next level…This Changes Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In keeping with Xooma’s mission of, “Changing the Health of a Generation” we’ve revolutionized the energy drink market with a comprehensive blend of clinically researched nutrients that will boost energy and maintain mental alertness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A completely healthy energy drink that dramatically improves mental cognition? It may sound too good to be true, but Xooma has accomplished this feat with, EDGE. For stressed executives trying to stay on top of their responsibilities, for time-pressed moms, for older people who want to stay active- in fact for anyone struggling to get through a sleepy afternoon at the office, EDGE puts you at the top of your game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world’s first all-natural “think drink,” EDGE is specifically designed for those who want more out of life. Naturally designed from plant extracts and natural compounds, the ingredients found in EDGE have a long proven history for their effects on increasing mental energy and cognition. NO sugar, NO fake sweeteners- just clean energy and a sharp mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to convenience, EDGE is the perfect fit. No bulky heavy cans to carry with you. Simply slip the packet into your pocket or purse for “ultimate mental energy” any place, any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The energy drink market is growing at a pace of $5 billion per year and is predicted to be one of the biggest trends in the beverage industry. Xooma’s EDGE gives you a significant opportunity for massive growth because of its scientifically proven mood and brain benefits that are&lt;br /&gt;popular with virtually all age groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ultimate Combination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we age, the benefits of systemically alkalizing the brain and body with Xtreme X2O and EDGE are numerous and well established in science. In an acidic environment the brain function becomes sluggish, tired and worst yet- an unhealthy environment is established that predisposes the aging brain to the ravages of Alzheimer’s disease. By supplementing with the powerful combination of Xtreme X2O and EDGE, you are significantly improving mental function and performance while feeling more composed and energetic. Keeping your body hydrated is critically important – proper hydration is critical to the brain’s function and the processes of detoxification for the brain and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Living on the EDGE…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memory loss and lack of energy are two of the most common complaints of aging in today’s world. The specialized ingredients found in Xooma’s EDGE have been studied, documented and produce proven results. In addition, their incredible synergistic effects provide the targeted nourishment your mind and body need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thinkdrink.active.ws/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/edge.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-4980626354028105514?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/4980626354028105514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=4980626354028105514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4980626354028105514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4980626354028105514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/08/worlds-first-think-drink.html' title='The World&apos;s First &apos;Think Drink&apos;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2910566896362343695</id><published>2008-07-26T20:19:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T21:27:42.024+12:00</updated><title type='text'>July Youth Camp 2008</title><content type='html'>Well, we had our Youth Camp last 18th-20th at Coral Coast Christian Center. Sorry for the long overdue blog post. lol. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got here to Fiji, that was my third camp with Potters House (our church) and it was actually the best camp among the three camps I've been to. I don't know why, I just like it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;======================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learned about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maturity&lt;/span&gt;. It's from a Latin word which means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maturos&lt;/span&gt; which literally means &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to ripen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being mature is to have the sense that someone would judge your life, and that is God. There will always be consequences to our actions. When you're not the only one, it gives you courage and when you sin, you will feel better when you go it with someone. That's why there's this thing we call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'peer pressure'&lt;/span&gt;. We always feel comfortable if we do things with our friends, even those sinful ones coz we are taking the confidence from the fact that everyone else does that. Not thinking of what might happen ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Judgment Day, God will ask us these questions:&lt;br /&gt;(Guidelines for teenagers, specially for those who are followers of Jesus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Was I first in your life?&lt;br /&gt;2. Were you committed to speaking to Me in prayer during your time on Earth?&lt;br /&gt;3. What were you like when you were alive? What were you like when no one else is looking?&lt;br /&gt;4. How important were My words to you?&lt;br /&gt;5. Did the pattern of your life caused others to serve Me?&lt;br /&gt;6. What did you do with the gifts I gave you?&lt;br /&gt;7. Did you use your popularity for God?&lt;br /&gt;8. Did you really give Me your best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other Word was about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Self Esteem&lt;/span&gt; (Determining our Self Worth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is measured by our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;identity in Christ&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;our mission&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;our potential&lt;/span&gt;. We are all brothers and sisters in Christ. Our mission is to be involved in helping each other. God reconciled us to Himself through Jesus Christ. He doesn't label us according to out past. He label us according to our potential. You might have stmbled but you need to get up. What is your true potential in Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;==========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what I've said, the recent camp was my favorite of the three. It was just so cool. I made more friends. Been stronger with those physical games we had, and of course, stronger in faith. Hehe. We had better food as well. loooool. HAHAHA. I used to starve in the camps here. Fijian and Indian food just don't suit my taste, I guess. lmao. But some our awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, pics are up on Bebo and Friendster. Haven't uploaded them to Multiply yet. haha. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys had a great weekend as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hits4pay.com/members/index.cgi?feiyie"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hits4pay.com/banners/468X60h4p1.jpg" width="469" border="0" height="61" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-2910566896362343695?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2910566896362343695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2910566896362343695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2910566896362343695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2910566896362343695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-youth-camp-2008.html' title='July Youth Camp 2008'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3435427539443527832</id><published>2008-07-18T00:58:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T01:18:52.807+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Youth Camp this Weekend</title><content type='html'>Well guys, I'm going to the Youth Camp this weekend. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really looking forward to it. I don't feel like going this time because of some lame reasons but what can I do? Seems like God wants me to go there and would obviously MOVE again! haha. But well, am looking forward for some CONVICTION on my life. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. I'll reply to Cbox messages when I get back. Sorry, don't have a time for blog hopping this past few days... =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I noticed my Imeem player was changed. It doesn't play the whole song now.. Grrr. I'll fix it when I get back soon. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, try this Batman quiz for the mean time and win 2 tickets! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asiacenturyph.com/ads/pmserver/click.php?APID=230&amp;amp;affID=0000039"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.asiacenturyph.com/ads/pmserver/gadserv.php?APID=230&amp;amp;affID=0000039" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-3435427539443527832?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3435427539443527832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3435427539443527832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3435427539443527832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3435427539443527832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/07/youth-camp-this-weekend.html' title='Youth Camp this Weekend'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-8530130366773969003</id><published>2008-07-12T04:05:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:18:50.908+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiji'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Denarau Getaway</title><content type='html'>Well, as you guys noticed, I haven't gone online for quite some time. Hehe. I left Suva last Friday and just got back this Thursday. We went on a vacation in Nadi. Then went to Denarau. What a nice and cool place! haha. I would love to get a house in Denarau in the future! Oh no, that means I would go back here in Fiji. lol. To be honest, I'm not planning to go back here in Fiji after dad's contract. But when I get to see Denarau, it's just cool and I loved it! HAHA. In fact, of the 5 days we've been to the west, 3 days we were in Denarau. A Samoan friend of mine said we're obsessed with Denarau. How true? lol. Here are some pics! They have shows for tourists every now and then. These pics are from Port Denarau Marina. lol. Denarau is an Island itself. The luxury hotels and vacation houses are in that place of Fiji so it's really a nice place. Oh well. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeIMsNabPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BZ159QyrrpI/s1600-h/DSC05634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeIMsNabPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BZ159QyrrpI/s200/DSC05634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792044566605042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeIM3DAKQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nzl4L8sVx3I/s1600-h/DSC05684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeIM3DAKQI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nzl4L8sVx3I/s200/DSC05684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792047475730690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeIMxcw82I/AAAAAAAAAGo/z7W83NAdb9o/s1600-h/DSC05715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeIMxcw82I/AAAAAAAAAGo/z7W83NAdb9o/s200/DSC05715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792045973173090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeIkbbbpVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jhn9tsd-FEQ/s1600-h/DSC05693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeIkbbbpVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jhn9tsd-FEQ/s200/DSC05693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792452378862930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeINCp2c4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/fX5q2Docrs8/s1600-h/DSC05689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeINCp2c4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/fX5q2Docrs8/s200/DSC05689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792050591462274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeINS55XjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/V2d6slKszPI/s1600-h/DSC05807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeINS55XjI/AAAAAAAAAG4/V2d6slKszPI/s200/DSC05807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221792054953729586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Denarau            Island is the largest integrated resort in the South Pacific offering            a variety of accommodation, activities and investment options. These            range from premier resorts, a championship golf course, and an abundance            of holiday activities involving the marina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;***************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me @ Esquires, April &amp;amp; I near the fountain, Us again @ Cardo's for dinner, Dad, Kuya Mark and I @ Cardo's, Me @ Radissons Orchid Lounge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLasMIpSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tfsG9pVc0RY/s1600-h/DSC05747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLasMIpSI/AAAAAAAAAHI/tfsG9pVc0RY/s200/DSC05747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221795583614297378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLazSehiI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QqWxCaftm_8/s1600-h/DSC05695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLazSehiI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QqWxCaftm_8/s200/DSC05695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221795585519945250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLblpgwOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ldoJp4UHKHY/s1600-h/DSC02266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLblpgwOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ldoJp4UHKHY/s200/DSC02266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221795599038333154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLbEpLBYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/htfR7aJ-Ng8/s1600-h/DSC05851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLbEpLBYI/AAAAAAAAAHY/htfR7aJ-Ng8/s200/DSC05851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221795590178538882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLbsLqtYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZQnbMg6aszU/s1600-h/DSC02264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeLbsLqtYI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZQnbMg6aszU/s200/DSC02264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221795600792204674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For more pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feiyie.multiply.com/photos/album/79/West_Vacation"&gt;http://feiyie.multiply.com/photos/album/79/West_Vacation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;***************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a short video of a Fire Dance Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xJrjKYsdGQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1xJrjKYsdGQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-8530130366773969003?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/8530130366773969003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=8530130366773969003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8530130366773969003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8530130366773969003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/07/denarau-getaway.html' title='Denarau Getaway'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SHeIMsNabPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BZ159QyrrpI/s72-c/DSC05634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-7234941063043327443</id><published>2008-07-01T02:02:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T15:08:19.582+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><title type='text'>School is FINALLY OVER</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha! lol. Oh yes, you read it right.. School is FINALLY O-V-E-R! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I missed one of my final exams. I feel sorry BIG TIME. But what can I do? It's done. I can't cry over spilled milk. I can't turn back time. I know, it's my fault. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. Hello SEM BREAK! Hehehe. Goodbye school for now. Prolly one month or I don't know. I wanna transfer, I don't wanna study in USP anymore. I don't care if it's the top university in the South Pacific. lol. Waah! I just don't wanna study those Foundation courses! It's driving me nuts.. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because.... I SHOULD'VE BEEN ON MY THIRD YEAR IF I'M JUST IN THE PHILIPPINES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad is that. My friends and classmates are now on their junior year. While me, still yet to be on my first year coz of Foundation thing in thie Brit Curriculum. Darn it. &gt;.&lt; style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asiacenturyph.com/ads/pmserver/click.php?APID=133&amp;amp;affID=0000039"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.asiacenturyph.com/ads/pmserver/gadserv.php?APID=133&amp;amp;affID=0000039" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-7234941063043327443?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/7234941063043327443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=7234941063043327443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7234941063043327443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7234941063043327443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/07/school-is-finally-over.html' title='School is FINALLY OVER'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-8402499994082189625</id><published>2008-06-20T01:45:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T02:15:06.197+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Approaching The End Of Semester 1</title><content type='html'>So yeah.. We are finally approaching the end of this semester. In short, our semester break is just a couple of days to go. YAHOOOOO! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not looking forward to see my failing grades though. lol. But heck, I so want to get a BREAK from school. tsktsk. haha. AND we're going to Nadi next week, after our exams. Spell vacation okay. lol. HAHAHA. Man, it's gonna be my second time (make it third including the time we arrived here, in the airport) in Nadi. It's in the western part of Fiji, so we hardly go there. HAHA. But well, maybe in the coming weeks or even months, we can go there more often because we have a house there. In fact, dad and kuya is already there because of my dad's project. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, this blog post is just for some updates. Nyaha. I can't wait for the semester ends! And I really don't care much about my failing marks because I don't feel like studying anymore, unless they send us back to the Philippines. HA-HA! Yeah, I would just like to continue my studies in Phils. But I don't think my parents would like the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever I will be given the chance to study in USP again, I would definitely study hard now. I said 'if ever given the chance' because I don't know how my parents will take my failing marks! lol. Gee, I hate Foundation. I have another option though, if I could transfer to Institute of Technology Australia, it would be nice. Coz I don't have to study Foundation anymore. Foundation is like High School in University. Dang, I had my MAF11 exam a while ago, and I was seriously BRAINDEAD! tsk. In Tagalog, "bokya". HAHAHA! It was more on Trigonometry and Polar whatever. My goodness, I loathe it so much! Grr. So yeah, I would obviously fail that awful subject. lol. Going back, yup, I am planning to transfer to IOTA. I think it's better though it's just a very small school. It's actually just a support centre coz the main is in Aussie. Hehe. But talking about the educational standard, it's better. Hehe. Hello, Australia right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I don't know. haha. Oh well.. Just made an update that Semester 1 is nearing to an END. I'll be going to a vacation. HAHA. But aside from that, I still have to do a lot of things. Hehe. Talk about my future business! haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img76.imageshack.us/img76/2080/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cms7.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.productreview.com.au/?a_aid=44b27370&amp;amp;a_bid=59e37f5b"&gt;&lt;img src="http://affiliate.productreview.com.au/scripts/sb.php?a_aid=44b27370&amp;amp;a_bid=59e37f5b" alt="Product Review Australia" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-8402499994082189625?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/8402499994082189625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=8402499994082189625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8402499994082189625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8402499994082189625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/06/approaching-end-of-semester-1.html' title='Approaching The End Of Semester 1'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1458365641870243886</id><published>2008-06-14T15:22:00.007+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T19:21:33.683+12:00</updated><title type='text'>God Sees Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've been a Christian since I was 6 years old. Pretty long huh? Because of that I grew up in Sunday School. I'm 19 now, and I've been through a lot of trials in life. I don't regret them because I know God planned it to happen so that those experiences would teach me something and would help me be a better Christian standing firm in His Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://preachertv.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've backslidden once. I've turned away from God when I was in High School. That time of my life was too busy that I seldom go to church and have forgotten my roles as an Ambassador for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am now in Fiji. And God is really Great. He's been doing marvelous things in my life. He knew what I've been through so now I experience blessings. But He still gives me trials to mold me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As I was going through the net a while ago, I've found this new site where we can &lt;a href="http://preachertv.com/"&gt;upload sermons&lt;/a&gt;. Hmm, maybe I can upload soon. Hehe. In today's busy world, some people can't go to church. I myself, aside from regularly attending church, sometimes &lt;a href="http://preachertv.com/"&gt;watch sermons online&lt;/a&gt; if I believe that God would speak through it, He always does anyway right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in an outreach this morning and we went to a settlement, a place where poverty prevails. It touched my heart. I might not be able to give them something because I am still young and don't have much but I can share to them the Greatest Treasure in Life, and that is Jesus Christ. God sent His Son into the world to save us. What a great opportunity for Christians to share the Good News!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor people lose hope in God because they think that if God provides and blesses people, how come they are in that state. Maybe they feel God has forgotten them because they are not blessed with material things. While the rich people, in the contrary, forgot about God because they think they have the 'security'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, God surely sees everything. He know the trials we are facing and He will surely bless us in His time. Let us remember that our time is different from His time and His is always the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The Internet is a very huge marketplace. We can find anything online. I've learned from a preaching before that there are more people who visit pornographic sites. Can't we use the Internet for the glory of God too? I could say I'm such an Internet freak but this is what I do, I blog about Him. So why don't we watch sermons online instead of browsing sites that would just harm us?&lt;/span&gt; Again, God sees everything. So what do you do on the Internet? Head on to &lt;a href="http://preachertv.com"&gt;PreacherTV.com&lt;/a&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://preachertv.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buyblogreviews.com/welcome.php?id=350701"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.buyblogreviews.com/sponsoredImages/sponsoredpost.gif" alt="BuyBlogReviews.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1458365641870243886?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1458365641870243886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1458365641870243886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1458365641870243886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1458365641870243886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-sees-everything.html' title='God Sees Everything'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-4689561375051119618</id><published>2008-06-12T00:51:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:58:49.319+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>Go Kobe... Go Lakers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;script language="javascript" src="http://www.thenewsroom.com/mash/swf/voxant_player.js?a=I2479965&amp;m=505955&amp;w=530&amp;h=600"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-4689561375051119618?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/4689561375051119618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=4689561375051119618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4689561375051119618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4689561375051119618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/06/go-kobe-go-lakers.html' title='Go Kobe... Go Lakers!'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-4858023861626364732</id><published>2008-06-09T23:16:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:47:30.355+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Sleep: A Necessity, Not a Luxury</title><content type='html'>I always surf the net. In fact, almost every time as long as I am awake. I even surf  the net more than I study. Am I studying anyway? lol. Oh well. Maybe this is the Internet lifestyle. Internet freak! lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom gave me an article about Sleep: A Necessity, Not a Luxury. Yes, she printed it out. haha. She told me to read it very well. Then give it to April. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the news from Yahoo: &lt;a href="http://ucash.in/2a7e598"&gt;http://ucash.in/2a7e598&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1212966165_3"&gt;longer-term effects of sleep deprivation&lt;/span&gt; involve a person's health. Doctors have linked lack of sleep to weight gain, diabetes, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1212966165_4"&gt;high blood pressure&lt;/span&gt;, heart problems, depression and &lt;span style="border-bottom: medium none; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1212966165_5"&gt;substance abuse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Okay, I get it. HAHAHA. Do I need to say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the other hand, there are people who are suffering from &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1212966165_6"&gt;sleep disorders&lt;/span&gt;. These disorders include:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Insomnia, an inability to go to sleep or stay asleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1212966165_7"&gt;Sleep apnea&lt;/span&gt;, or breathing interruptions during sleep that cause people to wake up repeatedly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1212966165_8"&gt;Restless legs syndrome&lt;/span&gt;, a tingling or prickly sensation in the legs that causes a person to need to move them, interrupting sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I am insomiac. I just can't go to sleep that fast. So instead of forcing myself to sleep, I just surf the net. lol. HAHAHA. OMG. I experience that Sleep Apnea thing. So, that's why! tsktsk. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is right. I need MORE sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get normal sleep very soon. Well actually, I do get around 8 hours of sleep a day naman. Just not at night. HAHA. I like sleeping in the morning till afternoon than at night. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I catch my friends online. Hehe. Coz Fiji is like 4 hours ahead of Phils! So yeah. And it's more quiet at night. I can study. As if. lol. And since most people are sleeping, the broadband connection is damn FAST! Hahahaha! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you guys get enough sleep though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Till next time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" 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/5958863930841392746-4858023861626364732?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/4858023861626364732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=4858023861626364732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4858023861626364732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/4858023861626364732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleep-necessity-not-luxury.html' title='Sleep: A Necessity, Not a Luxury'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-5376259726457417374</id><published>2008-06-05T15:19:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T16:34:07.303+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suffering'/><title type='text'>The Land of My Suffering</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, does it sound so mean? lol. Just read on. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here in Fiji for more than a year now. But until now, I still feel like a stranger in a foreign land. I guess, nothing really beats home. I just so miss life in the Philippines, man. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times I've heard my friends telling me to just consider this place a 'wilderness' where God will help me to grow and be fruitful, just like the story of Joseph. That's right. I really did grow up. I'm now one year older. I was 18 years old when I got here and now I'm 19! LOL. Hahaha. Kidding aside, yes, I grew up in faith. I could say my faith and trust in Him is much stronger than ever before. I've experienced a lot, and I've learned a lot. Do I have to enumerate it? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the family's relationship is way, way, way better than before. I know it's a bit mushy. HAHA. But well, there are really things that cannot be forgotten. Until now, when I think of them, it still hurts. I know I should let go and let God. But sometimes, I just can't. Who to blame? My childhood was just traumatic. lol. But yeah,  although I'm so dying to go back to my home country, I still thank God for this chance to be with the family. I am nearing a marrying age, you know. LOL. Hahaha! Geez, I don't even have a boyfriend. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know why my parents don't want us to go back. Not because of the Philippine's economy or whatever. It's because we are all getting older. We might not get another chance to be together. For the eighteen years of my life, we've never had this chance as a family. Ekk. HAHAHA. I mean, yeah, we had been together naman. But not like this. Like before, if we're together, it's not really REAL. Ahh, whatever. Basta! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I fell in love with God even more! Hehe. I am faithful than ever before. Although I don't have much friends in church, it didn't make us backslide. lol. It's all about Him anyway. My sister and I are in the ministry. There's great joy in serving God. But it just suck lately coz sometimes we miss outreaches coz of school stuffs. tsktsk. But I know God understands. So yeah, if not for Fiji, I wouldn't be closer to Him. I just need to stay focused. Coz there are times that I think I'll be more effective serving Him if I would be in the Philippines. There are just so many ways to serve Him way back home. There's Jzone, there's Project S.C.H.O.O.L., etc... It's sometimes hard to deal with people where you can experience a culture clash. So there, I NEED to fully accept than I am in the RIGHT PLACE at the RIGHT TIME. Sometimes, when there are conflicts, I wanted to give up. I wanted to think I'm not supposed to be here. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I've patched things up with God when I got here. And I don't wanna slip away again. It's a real blessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I love my friends here. I don't care if I can count to my fingers how many friends I have here. I don't need a lot of stones, I just need precious diamonds. Sweeeet. lol. haha. Well if you guys have been reading all my blogs, you probably know that I have really few friends here. tsktsk. HAHA. That's the one thing I hate. I really feel like a STRANGER in FOREIGN LAND. Some where really friendly when we were new. Now, I don't know. They're gone. lol. I know I'm not unfriendly, I have lots of friends in the Phils. lol. Oh well. God is burdening our hearts. I have to admit, I miss them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yeah. I love my friends here. I will miss them big time! Specially the friend (Yes, FRIEND as in singular.. lol) who is always there. The friend whom we always hang out with. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I've grown up. Although am still childish at times. HAHA. I've learned a lot now. Poor me, I have to be a cast away first before realizing everything. What a pity it is that I have to experienced all these pains and sufferings before learning these things I've already encountered in the past. But hey, that's why they are called EXPERIENCES, right? The best teacher (aside from God) is EXPERIENCE. haha. I know there are still things that I need to let go. I'm fully aware of that. I still struggle in some things. I just need more time, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. haha. This place is the land of my suffering, but this is also a LAND of BLESSINGS! It might be too early to quote this, but I think this is also a right time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"God has made me fruitful in the land of my suffering."&lt;br /&gt;-Genesis 41:52&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Even if I still have almost 2 years to stay (unless we'd go home soon) and there will be more things to come along, I can say God has made me fruitful now. And I know He will make me more fruitful in the near future. I pray that He would always use me to His Greatness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Just keep on praying for me, guys! Hehe. Although I stand firm, I'm still prone to sin. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have a purpose in life. And our main purpose here on Earth is to serve our Heavenly Dad. I hope you guys also know that. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5958863930841392746-5376259726457417374?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/5376259726457417374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=5376259726457417374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5376259726457417374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5376259726457417374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/06/land-of-my-suffering.html' title='The Land of My Suffering'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-380074291248079407</id><published>2008-05-31T22:38:00.010+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:15:13.483+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='S.A.F.F.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>First Year in Fiji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well.. If I have a post about my last day in the Philippines, here's my post about my first year in Fiji! HAHA. I won't be showing you pics taken last year, but I'll show you pics from our 'celebration'. lol. Yes, we do had a celebration! HAHAHA. We don't have a choice to be here. So we wanna be happy on our first year. Nah, I'm just joking about the thing we don't have a choice. Haha. Kidding aside, we (my sizzy &amp;amp; I), went to town and hang out with our dearest Filo friend Jenni after my tutorial class. HAHA. So yeah. Oh hey, I also have videos! WOOT. lol. I wanna try video blogging. Ekk! HAHAHAHA. XD (Don't forget to stop the music before playing the vid ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short video on a parade that happened when we got off the bus: ( I wanna think that's a welcome for us. LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ti29dBrYCZw&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ti29dBrYCZw&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P-I-C-T-U-R-E-S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The City Of Suva, Fiji's Capital...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvuyLvOjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KLKbD9INSDM/s1600-h/DSC05310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvuyLvOjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KLKbD9INSDM/s320/DSC05310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206495125008497202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvvCLvOkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/AU-Vpk3uV5o/s1600-h/DSC05312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvvCLvOkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/AU-Vpk3uV5o/s320/DSC05312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206495129303464514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April, Jenni, and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvvCLvOlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bd9D4wc2HBc/s1600-h/DSC05322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvvCLvOlI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bd9D4wc2HBc/s320/DSC05322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206495129303464530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sisters Always Friends Forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEzYyLvOoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0c_P6EkkE-c/s1600-h/DSC05323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEzYyLvOoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0c_P6EkkE-c/s320/DSC05323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206499145097886338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one can tear us apart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvvSLvOmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/t6EISXI4oAo/s1600-h/DSC05343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvvSLvOmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/t6EISXI4oAo/s320/DSC05343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206495133598431842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Taranaki and Jenni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvviLvOnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Ny3myBR1YoE/s1600-h/DSC05344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvviLvOnI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Ny3myBR1YoE/s320/DSC05344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206495137893399154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's me @ Restaurant 88...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEzYyLvOpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3AJ8ivjT5w4/s1600-h/DSC05359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEzYyLvOpI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3AJ8ivjT5w4/s320/DSC05359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206499145097886354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For MORE PICTURES, please visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feiyie.multiply.com/photos/album/78/First_Year_Blast"&gt;http://feiyie.multiply.com/photos/album/78/First_Year_Blast&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really had a BLAST in MV Doulos okay! We even went back to take pictures after buying some books. And we made a video!!! HAHAHA. Watch this guys! It's really FUNNY. lol. Watch out for my sister appearing from anywhere at anytime. LOL! Hahahaha! Video taken by ME. Your travel guide is Jenni. lol. Have fun! (Don't forget to stop the music playing automatically here at my blog. It's below my profile. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sSViwbOzec&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2sSViwbOzec&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it. This is just about our 'celebration'. lol. I'll make a report on my life here in Fiji sooner or later! Hehe. Peace out and hope you had fun with this, coz we did. lol. HAHAHA. Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5958863930841392746-380074291248079407?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/380074291248079407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=380074291248079407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/380074291248079407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/380074291248079407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-year-in-fiji.html' title='First Year in Fiji'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SEEvuyLvOjI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KLKbD9INSDM/s72-c/DSC05310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6668149064329823794</id><published>2008-05-30T01:31:00.015+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:14:33.152+12:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day I Said Goodbye to the Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;As you guys can see my Count-up timer, it has been a year since I left the Philippines. How sad! lol. I was with Kuya Mark, April, and Tita Sylvia. My dad was already here in Fiji at that time. Mom followed in June coz of some important things to fix. So yeah. By this time, one year ago, I was already at the plane. lol. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, I left 29th of May ok. lol. It's already 30th in Fiji so the date is now 30. lol. Hehehe.. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One year ago.... *flashback*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had like 2 hours of sleep. I wanna bring all my stuffs coz I'll be away for like 3 years. I even brought my High School Scrapbook and heaps of important things, gifts from my friends, and photos. HAHA. I think I brought more sentimental things than clothes. lol. Nah, just kidding! Hehe. Lemme show you some pics taken last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD6yZw79GhI/AAAAAAAAADE/xo16FYj3JAI/s1600-h/231038116l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD6yZw79GhI/AAAAAAAAADE/xo16FYj3JAI/s200/231038116l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205794374989715986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This my Lola Bunny. lol. HAHAHA. If you wanna know why I call her Lola Bunny, drop me a line! Lmao. Anyways yeah. I met her on my 18th birthday in Starbucks. Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she's with me up to the Duty-free area. =p Too bad some friends can't go. =| She's the last friend I saw, and hugged. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, Lola Bunny! ):3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I miss everyone!!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD62dQ79GiI/AAAAAAAAADM/Eo6iAO61Weo/s1600-h/DSC03974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD62dQ79GiI/AAAAAAAAADM/Eo6iAO61Weo/s200/DSC03974.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205798833165769250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;That's our plane!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean Air&lt;br /&gt;Flight KE 622&lt;br /&gt;Manila to Incheon, Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD635Q79GjI/AAAAAAAAADU/5JHVsYc5udQ/s1600-h/DSC03977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD635Q79GjI/AAAAAAAAADU/5JHVsYc5udQ/s200/DSC03977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205800413713734194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's me and my sister waiting aimlessly at NAIA. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We boarded the plane at 12:10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. How can we smile like that huh? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD66KQ79GnI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cxrDsilGcMQ/s1600-h/DSC03997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD66KQ79GnI/AAAAAAAAAD0/cxrDsilGcMQ/s200/DSC03997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205802904794765938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;That's obviously me.&lt;br /&gt;At the Plane.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm s-a-d.&lt;br /&gt;Wahehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Last Glimpse of the Philippines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the plane's right wing... and the runway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68pQ79GoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/G2J7aT6GCls/s1600-h/DSC03994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68pQ79GoI/AAAAAAAAAD8/G2J7aT6GCls/s320/DSC03994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205805636393966210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;still the right wing... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68qQ79GpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/POX5K_Em17s/s1600-h/DSC03999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68qQ79GpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/POX5K_Em17s/s320/DSC03999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205805653573835410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's probably Laguna de Bay? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68rg79GqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FridCe7ygYM/s1600-h/DSC04001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68rg79GqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FridCe7ygYM/s320/DSC04001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205805675048671906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cute aerial view. isn't it? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68rw79GrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z5E4AxNvwtE/s1600-h/DSC01766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68rw79GrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z5E4AxNvwtE/s320/DSC01766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205805679343639218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bye, philippines... =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68rw79GsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_jvcBF7e66Y/s1600-h/DSC01769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD68rw79GsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_jvcBF7e66Y/s320/DSC01769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205805679343639234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kanggie.com/go/feiyie/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://kanggie.com/imvault/images/banner2.gif" alt="Click To Register With A Social Network That Pays Lifetime Commissions!" align="middle" border="0" height="60" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-6668149064329823794?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6668149064329823794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6668149064329823794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6668149064329823794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6668149064329823794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/05/year-since-i-left-philippines.html' title='The Day I Said Goodbye to the Philippines'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SD6yZw79GhI/AAAAAAAAADE/xo16FYj3JAI/s72-c/231038116l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1959855508004782695</id><published>2008-05-28T21:51:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:15:21.318+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;I have a new blog: &lt;a href="http://fyimarketing.co.cc/"&gt;http://fyimarketing.co.cc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you guys have noticed that I am an Internet Marketing fanatic. lol. HAHAHA. You can see some ads here. lmao. So yeah, I created a blog about my Internet Marketing Journey. For so many hours I go online a day, I always discover new sites where we can make money online. Some are FREE, some are obviously not. lol. Anyways, every time I go blog hopping, most of us have Google Adsense, PTC banners, or whatever blog monetization so I hope you guys can visit my new blog! Hehe. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sites that pay you to blog, to share pics, to watch a video, and the list goes on. So keep updated with that blog. I can't blog about it here coz you know, this is a PERSONAL blog. My life, my feelings, and about my dealings with God and the surroundings. Hehe. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the link again: &lt;a href="http://fyimarketing.co.cc/"&gt;http://fyimarketing.co.cc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do subscribe to keep updated for latest money making opportunity or whatever. I'll certainly research first before recommending them to you so we can all avoid scams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also get a FREE ebook there. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1959855508004782695?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1959855508004782695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1959855508004782695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1959855508004782695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1959855508004782695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3543925138978336789</id><published>2008-05-24T08:53:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T14:25:06.320+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>LA Lakers VS San Antonio Spurs</title><content type='html'>I love both teams! Amff.. But well, GO LAKERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src="http://thenewsroom.com/mash/swf/voxant_player.js?a=I2377214&amp;m=486472&amp;w=530&amp;h=600"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-3543925138978336789?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3543925138978336789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3543925138978336789' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3543925138978336789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3543925138978336789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-lakers-vs-san-antonio-spurs.html' title='LA Lakers VS San Antonio Spurs'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-3935074476083690574</id><published>2008-05-21T12:02:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T01:35:55.013+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><title type='text'>Bitterness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lw_context_ads"&gt;I slept early the other night and woke up 4am yesterday. We have a class at 9am so I decided not to sleep anymore. I surfed the net instead. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. At around 7am, I am waking my sister up. But she doesn't wanna get up. So I went out and I saw darkness. lol. HAHAHA. The weather is bad, man. So there, we got lazy to get our ass to school. Hehe. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. As usual, I surfed the net the whole afternoon and then watched Bring It On 4. Michael Copon is so HOTT. He's part Filo. Ekk. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At like 6pm, we have another class, Mathematics. We tried to go but when we were at the gate, it's like the wind is blowing us back. lol. I tried to call a friend up to ask if we're goin or not. Wala lang. Trip lang humingi ng advice. lol. hahaha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told April, my sister, that since we didn't go to school, we might as well attend our Homecare fellowship. It's a Bible Study but not in church. Home nga eh. LOL. We are studying Satan's tools against us, Christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April doesn't wanna attend. Well, am sleepy but I want to. lol. I get to talk to Jenni (cellphone), a friend, and she told me she's goin there. So okay. haha. We're meeting her at Wishbone then go to Homecare together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some talk about last Sunday... lol. Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homecare.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we arrived, they were already singing praises. And then meet and greet. lol. Then the Bible Study. The next tool Satan uses against Christians is BITTERNESS. HAHAHAHA. I laughed as Brother Tim revealed it. Am I bitter? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bitter. Bitter to life maybe. Or even to God. Amf. I could have been in Philippines now and would be on my junior year in college this June. Grr! I could have been with my friends in Phils. I could have been HOME. But here I am in Fiji. Still frustrated and all. Haaays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom shared about her bitterness towards dad's employer here. They promised lots of stuffs but it was all broken. We could have been in New Zealand now but then my parents thought that we should not leave yet coz we're on a 3 year contract and it's un-Christian to breach it. But now they have failed to what was first been said. I won't elaborate bout that anymore coz it's just too many. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my bitterness, I really have a lot. lol. I'm bitter towards my parents too. They just don't wanna send us back to Phils. I'm bitter to some people here coz they are very friendly. (That's the opposite ok..lol) We sometimes feel bitter to life whenever we feel discouraged and all. Until now, we're still strangers in foreign land. Next week, it's gonna be our first year here, but still, seems like we still don't feel home. I guess, Philippines would only be my home. lol. WAHAHA. Kill me now, am so patriotic. lol. HAHA. But seriously, I wanna go home. I wanna get out of here. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But looking into the brighter said, everything is still a blessing. God gave us a wonderful church where we grow stronger spiritually. He gave us good friends, though some are seasonal. lol. He gave our family another chance. And that is our greatest struggle. HAHAHA. We're not just used to seeing our parents everyday. lol. It's a long story. HAHA. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything really happens for a reason. We should be in our classes but God brought us to Homecare. And for that, I heard the study about bitterness. I hope and I pray that I could really let go of this crap very soon so that I would be free from the bondage of bitterness. HAHAHA. May God deliver me. Hehe. Man, somebody should stone me!!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let go and let God. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/?action=view&amp;current=49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g247/fei_anne/49cd82cdbf695ad2b70617cbdc005bb6.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-3935074476083690574?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/3935074476083690574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=3935074476083690574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3935074476083690574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/3935074476083690574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/05/bitterness.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Bitterness&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2008220992434358994</id><published>2008-05-19T12:17:00.004+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T12:27:02.770+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wala lang'/><title type='text'>Rant Night</title><content type='html'>Hahaha. lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I really felt bad with a couple of things. I really have a lot of stuffs in my head. And it's depressing. I was really in a hell mode after the concert in church that I mis send an SMS to a friend here that's supposed to be for a friend in the Philippines. But it's ok. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I rant to her too. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep after that. Like 11pm, which is TOO EARLY for me. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too long to blog about and as of now, am not in a very nice mood to type. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, am feeling better now! hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Jenni! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I sometimes blog in Multiply. Too lazy to copy-paste. I have a story there! lol. haha. Anyways, my laptop was crushed again. When it gets fixed, I'll try to blog everyday. I mean at least twice a week. Wahehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-2008220992434358994?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2008220992434358994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2008220992434358994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2008220992434358994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2008220992434358994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/05/rant-night.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Rant Night&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2398344747743505863</id><published>2008-05-09T02:44:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:05:16.350+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preaching'/><title type='text'>Conviction</title><content type='html'>I slept at like 6am yesterday, Thursaday. I was finishing another Squidoo lens that time and been just mocking around the net. Haha. Well, if you're gonna ask me what I do online, I just check my mails and get updates with some IM (Internet Marketing) stuffs. Well ok, I also chat. haha. Oh dear. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, slept like 6am then woke up around 11, had lunch, and then slept again for like 2 hours, I think. And then off to meet our friend Jenni and Rusila. But well, Rusila didn't come with us for dinner because she's gonna practice drums. Yes, she's the church's drummer. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate a Hawaiin Pizza at Pizza King. And just had a girly talk. Not really a girly talk. It's a secret. lol. HAHAHA. No, it's not chismis! :p Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thursday and we have a Mid-Week Service in church. So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward... (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The text of the preaching was I Thessalonians 4:9-12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But concerning brotherly love you have no need that I should  write to you, for you yourselves are taught by God to love one another; and  indeed you do so toward all the brethren who are in all Macedonia. But we urge  you, brethren, that you increase more and more; that you also aspire to lead a  quiet life, to mind your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we  commanded you, that you may walk properly toward those who are outside, and that  you may lack nothing." (NKJV)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It talks about the Brotherly Love. Say what? Haha. Or could be Sister Love too. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bible.ca/ef/expository-1-thessalonians-4-9-12.htm"&gt;http://www.bible.ca/ef/expository-1-thessalonians-4-9-12.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ That's like almost the same with the preaching... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. work with your own hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The tendency  towards laziness has far reaching negative consequences, while the diligent  worker makes their own way and builds their self-esteem from the accomplishment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person should work to have food. Obviously... Hehe. And then the Pastor said, if you are still studying, STUDY IS WORK. Hahaha! That's the punchline. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I know studying now is like my LAST priority. Well, I'm sure some of you guys know why. haha. I'm just soooo TAMAD to study anymore. (But well, if I'm in the Phils, I would not feel this way. lol) But yeah. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conviction.. Eeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I are planning not to study anymore next semester and would just wait for our parents to send us back home. Well, don't ask me why I like to study in Phils more than here. I got a long list. LOL. Jokes. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this time, I'm cramming my Microeconomics due this afternoon. Say what? It's like 3am now and I don't think I'm already like halfway. HAHAHA. I know, I'm lazy. I DON'T WANNA STUDY ANYMORE. Waaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night, I had a convo with my bhez Sarrah (I uber miss her), and I've been telling her that I don't feel like studying anymore, that I might FAIL 3 of the 4 effin courses I'm taking up now. Tsktsk. Here's a part of our convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:18:52 AM): bruha ka tlga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:18:56 AM): nag aaksaya ka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:19:01 AM): tamad oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:21:13 AM): edi wla ka ng acctg?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:21:15 AM): haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:21:20 AM): meron pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:21:22 AM): omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:21:25 AM): i wanna pass it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:21:33 AM): kaso parang malabo na!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:21:34 AM): WAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:22:23 AM): y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:22:39 AM): first assignment, im like 1% of 10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:22:44 AM): bastaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:22:55 AM): and then for sure bagsak yung midsem test ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:22:56 AM): haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:25:16 AM): grabeh..ayaw mo pa tlga mag aral..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:25:31 AM): anu ka ba mag aral ka nga ng maayos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:25:49 AM): yes mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:25:51 AM): WAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:26:50 AM): mommy ka jan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself (5/8/2008 12:27:04 AM): help me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:27:11 AM): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anu kaba..kung maririning mu lang mga klazm8 ko..wla silang tuition pero masipag sila magaral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:27:19 AM): how wil i help u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sarrah (5/8/2008 12:27:24 AM): ill pray 4 u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck. Like big time. =( I heard from the news in Phils that the tuition and fees would increase again. Parents work hard to send their kids to college. This kids study hard even if they have no much money to pay for it. And here I am, wasting every dollar my dad works for. Amff! Bad gurl. Waaah! That's why I don't wanna study anymore. lol. I'll just study again when I get back to Phils. I like it here but I don't wanna study here anymore. Reasons? One, I don't like the lecture and tutorial kind of classes. I like that regular classes in UST, in schools in Phils, where I would be with my blockmates/ classmates. I can't think of a friend from university here. Yeah, seriously. That no friend in school makes me really wanna quit school. I'm a mixture of Introvert and Extrovert eh. LOL. Hahaha. Second, it's more convenient. Third, I have more friends there, specially in school. Haaaays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I'm not yet ready to go home after this semester. I still wanna stay and prolly bum around. lol. Hahaha! Waaah. I'll miss my friends here. I'm just imagining I have heaps of friends. lol. Just kidd. haha. Nahh, I do have friends here. I would seriously miss them specially those whom we are always with. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to blog about this coz it really convicted me. My friend Jenni turned to me that time and said "Conviction". HAHAHA! I'm like "I know". lol. Oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out my Gradebook online and here are my grades so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ECF02 - Microeconomics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignment 1 (10%) : 4.6&lt;br /&gt;Assignment 2 (10%) : Not yet available (That's what I'm cramming now)&lt;br /&gt;MidSem Test (20%) : 7.5&lt;br /&gt;Finals (60%) : That means I seriously NEED to get a whopping 48% to PASS. Damn, I can't imagine what grade would I have for this Assignment 2. I'm like blogging here. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISF21 - Computer &lt;/span&gt;(I'm sure to pass this one. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignment 1 (10%) : 9.8&lt;br /&gt;Assignment 2 (10%) : *due next week (haven't started yet)&lt;br /&gt;Revision Test 1 (15%) : 11.9&lt;br /&gt;Revision Test 2 (15%) : *23rd of May&lt;br /&gt;Finals (50%) : (Being a humble person here, hope to pass this..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAF11 - Foundation Math &lt;/span&gt;(I so hate this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignment 1 (6.7%) : 4.2&lt;br /&gt;Assignment 2 (6.7%) : 4.7&lt;br /&gt;Assignment 3 (6.7%) : *due next week&lt;br /&gt;MidSem Test (20%) : 7.2 (darn it.. I'll attend Sat Math Classes to make up.. Argh)&lt;br /&gt;Finals (60%) : (Oh how i damn wish to pass. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grades in Accounting hasn't come out yet. But honestly, I'll fail it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Damn. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for this. lol. I never failed in school. I had gotten low grades but i never failed. And this time, there's no escape. Waaaah! Woaaah! Whoooa! LOL. Haaaays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme some words of encouragement. Pray for me too. haha. I promise to do my best to pass them but, errr, I don't think so. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEED A MIRACLE&lt;/span&gt;! Wahaha. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much conviction of the day. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SBv8VbZmmrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TLmJSqQRehM/s320/Beauty2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196024040164596402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; I am a butterfly, fluttering from flower to flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;giving, taking but never staying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;a little miracle of beauty and life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I am the mist of a new dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;enveloping the morning in cool vapor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;a soft embrace to savor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;but always forgotten in the light of the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;receding in the last shadows of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;never to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I am vision in the desert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;the scorching sun birthing a mirage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;always there but forever gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;disappearing in the distance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;so quickly in the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I am a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;a stranger to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;longing to belong yet always lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;a passerby that left a mark of existence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;a nameless face worth remembering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;yet always forgotten in the midst of the crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;in a sea of thoughts raging so loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I am no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;in the infinity of time and space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;a speck of dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;one of the millions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;yet made someone by Infinite Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;I am no longer important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;but forever will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;consumed by His presence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;This is the beginning of me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SBv9m7ZmmsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qSMKU7WLVVc/s1600-h/DSC04973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SBv9m7ZmmsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qSMKU7WLVVc/s200/DSC04973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196025440323934914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;This post portrays the vanity of this generation as well as our futile search for uniqueness and our longing to belong. And at the end of the day we have to realize that we are to lose ourselves in the identity of Christ in order to begin to understand who we truly are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; -Jenni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;This blog entry is written by my dear friend Jenni. She's now here at home and I asked her to be my guest blogger. We went to town today and then to our school. HAHA. Fun fun. Hehe. Will be uploading more crazy pics in Multiply later. lol.&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/5958863930841392746-7096458771667536295?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/7096458771667536295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=7096458771667536295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7096458771667536295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7096458771667536295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;I am&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SBv8VbZmmrI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TLmJSqQRehM/s72-c/Beauty2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-7453408612615393608</id><published>2008-05-02T03:45:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T03:49:06.135+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Boyfriend...</title><content type='html'>Nope. I don't have a boyfriend yet. lol. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I get to chat to a friend in Philippines and other places, they would ask me if I already have a boyfriend now. I say none. Nada. Zilch. lol. And there's this ex-suitor who asked me how many boyfriends do I have now. Like WATDAHECK. hahaha! I didn't even have a lot of ex-boyfriends. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy. Why do people always ask me that question? I'm not in the marrying age yet. LOL. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND YET, PEOPLE! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SINGLE but NOT AVAILABLE! hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for someone.. Yuuuuuck. lol. Jokes. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I could have a boyfriend now. lmao. But it's not the right time. lol. Not because I'm here in Fiji. LOL. I just don't want to. God doesn't want to. Not yet daw. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. HAHAHAHA. I'm just amazed how often people ask me that question. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-7453408612615393608?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/7453408612615393608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=7453408612615393608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7453408612615393608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/7453408612615393608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/05/boyfriend.html' title='Boyfriend...'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2884315930371879314</id><published>2008-04-30T02:25:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T02:26:43.150+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sports'/><title type='text'>LA Lakers All The Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;script language="javascript" src="http://thenewsroom.com/mash/swf/voxant_player.js?a=I2227908&amp;amp;m=457127&amp;amp;w=530&amp;amp;h=600"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-2884315930371879314?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2884315930371879314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2884315930371879314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2884315930371879314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2884315930371879314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/04/la-lakers-all-way.html' title='LA Lakers All The Way'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-5792236030569019128</id><published>2008-04-25T23:53:00.002+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:56:27.104+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Link Exhange</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna put links now. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who want a link exchange with me, please give me your links here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment on this post with your URL. Not in Cbox please. I'll have a hard time copying it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-5792236030569019128?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/5792236030569019128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=5792236030569019128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5792236030569019128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5792236030569019128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/04/link-exhange.html' title='Link Exhange'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2977706059477035569</id><published>2008-04-13T14:10:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:46:12.662+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><title type='text'>The Burning West</title><content type='html'>We went to Nadi, aka the burning west, last Friday night.That is like in the west side of Fiji and it was really hot.. That's the place where we got off the plane. lol. The International Airport was there. HAHA. I could have just ride the plane there and went home. But the prob is, I don't have a ticket. LOL. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. The church congregation left Suva, Fiji's capital and where our church is, at like 9am of Friday. We're gonna have an exam at 4-5pm of that day so we'll just go at nigh with the other USP students of the church. It just suck coz most of our real close friends are not there. They went off earlier that day so we felt left out.. Grr! I'm with my sis, just so you know. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished that damn exam in 15 minutes! Like seriously.. lol. It was just Computer man. But it just pissed me off because we have to stay for that exam. And because of that, it spoiled the Nadi Rally experience! The Nadi Rally is when the Suva church gathers up with the church in Nadi, the Potter's House Church. The Suva Church is the Mother Church here in Fiji. It a worldwide fellowship. Anyways... We missed the first service on Friday night and the free time in the aftie. We could have went around the city sana! lol. HAHA. Coz that's like the tourist spot here. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road trip was like crazy and fun. HAHA. We were singing Christian songs. It was cool. I recorded some. lmao. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, we went to our room. Our mom is already there. Then we slept as soon as possible. We were tired. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, we had a service. 3 preachings. lol. Had some snacks. And after the last one, we went off the streets and did an outreach. You guys know what an outreach is, ey? That's when you preach the Gospel. Witness to people about Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally suck in outreaches. I still don't have the face to talk to random people and share. Maybe simply because I am a 'stranger' in a foreign land. Man, I can't just talk to them like that. Just because I'm a foreigner, do you think they would talk to me? lol.. Maybe. Maybe not. Sometimes, I just think that maybe I can do it---in Phils. Coz that is my home. I can talk to fellow Filipinos. Argh. This sucks. I can't take the rejection. amf. Hehe. It is tough, but that is a part of the Christian life. Dang. When will I ever learn to conquer it? God help me. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take a lot of photos. I know, it sucks. lol. Sorry! haha. I was really not in the mood. Everything was not that fine. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the messages in the services was like God is talking to me. I realized a lot of stuffs! Oh man. It's very long to write. Maybe the next time I get the chance. Haha. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our free time at our Filipino friend's house while the others are like swimming in the hotel. HAHA. We watched a Fil series. It was fun. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening service started at 5pm. After that, we left na. The bus ride was damn tiring. The youths never went to sleep. There were some, of course. And I was one of those who slept. lol. They just sang all the time. HAHA. Got back in Centerpoint, Suva at like 10:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the church today. Was supposed to wake up at 8am for the 9:30am Sunday School. But we overslept. Mom woke us up at 10:30!!! Like, hello! 10:30 is the service. And I'm gonna sing in the back-up!!! I was so pissed and it made me depressed. I missed it!!! I missed the time to go up there and sing for Him!!! Grrr.. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to the shower to take a bath, I was literally crying. For everything. I guess, I'm now lacking time for Him. I often miss my Bible reading and prayer. For some non-sense things like surfing this damn internet. lol. I know I'm wrong. Now, I'm suffering the consequences. I'm being punished, the hard way. lol. I thought of a lot of things happened, happening, and would happen in my life when I was in the shower. lmao. Gosh. That is another long story! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is... I wanna be a more effective Christian and I wanna be more responsible too. Hello, I'm 19! And I'm so irresponsible and lazy. I'm gonna have my MidSem Test next week in Accounting and Microeconomics. And I haven't studied yet. We aint attending the lectures and we often miss the tutorials. Just because, we're DFL students, we're getting more lazy. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess, one of the factor that makes me lazy and irresponsible is the fact that I no longer wanna be here. I so wanna go home. I feel and think that I'll do better in UST (my school), and in Jzone (our Youth Ministry). Haaaaaaayz..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some big help. I should know my priorities and responsibilities. PRAY FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's a short story about my weekend. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-2977706059477035569?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2977706059477035569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2977706059477035569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2977706059477035569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2977706059477035569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/04/burning-west.html' title='The Burning West'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-5180898201028311101</id><published>2008-04-07T02:21:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T02:13:27.051+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Who am I?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;That the Lord of all the earth, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Would care to know my name, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Would care to feel my hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Who am I?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;That the bright and morning star, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Would choose to light the way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;For my ever wondering heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Not because of who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;But because of what you've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Not because of what I've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;But because of who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;I am a flower quickly fading, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;A vapor in the wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Lord you catch me when I'm falling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;And you told me who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;I am yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;I am yours.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Who am I?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;That the eyes that see my sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Would look on me with love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;And watch me rise again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Who am I?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;That the voice that calm the sea, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Would call out through the rain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;And calm the storm in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Not because of who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;But because what of youve done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Not because of what I've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;But because of who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;I am a flower quickly fading, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;A vapor in the wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Lord you catch me when I'm falling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;And you told me who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;I am yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Not because of who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;But because of what you've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Not because of what I've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;But because of who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;I am a flower quickly fading, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;A vapor in the wind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Lord you catch me when I'm falling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;You told me who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;I am yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;I am yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Whom shall I fear? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Whom shall I fear? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;'Cuz I am yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;I am yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;===========================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new song in our church. It's by the Casting Crowns. I love its lyrics!!! Very powerful words. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="normal"&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord you catch me when I'm falling...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to it here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/j8axb11ZHu"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/j8axb11ZHu" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really touches my heart. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="normal"&gt;Not because of who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="normal"&gt;But because of what you've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="normal"&gt;Not because of what I've done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="normal"&gt;But because of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&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/5958863930841392746-5180898201028311101?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/5180898201028311101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=5180898201028311101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5180898201028311101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5180898201028311101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/04/who-am-i.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Who Am I?&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6420439673512481613</id><published>2008-03-25T22:52:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:42:01.007+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><title type='text'>Three Hundred Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R-jcgVCIneI/AAAAAAAAABc/NMG1noMxsxY/s1600-h/547630~Los-Angeles-Airport-USA-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R-jcgVCIneI/AAAAAAAAABc/NMG1noMxsxY/s320/547630~Los-Angeles-Airport-USA-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181633819249778146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yah. It's been 300 days since I left the Philippines. I left like 29th of May 2007. Haaaaays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homesick level: 101% (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, I feel so homesick today. Haha. Slack. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Manila life. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaahhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that sucks is that only few, really few people are keeping in touch with me!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me more depressed. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, maybe they are busy. No time for me. haha. Or have other friends that have replaced me. lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still have God so I really don't feel alone. Of course, plus my family, specially my sis, my friends here, and some few friends in Philly who keep in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R-jdSFCInfI/AAAAAAAAABk/lpEhS1fRofo/s1600-h/homesick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R-jdSFCInfI/AAAAAAAAABk/lpEhS1fRofo/s400/homesick.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181634673948270066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-6420439673512481613?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6420439673512481613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6420439673512481613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6420439673512481613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6420439673512481613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/03/three-hundred-days.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Three Hundred Days&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R-jcgVCIneI/AAAAAAAAABc/NMG1noMxsxY/s72-c/547630~Los-Angeles-Airport-USA-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1867369049195791620</id><published>2008-03-17T03:10:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T03:52:19.716+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homesick'/><title type='text'>Why leave the Philippines?</title><content type='html'>From the 6th to the 12th of March, there were like three Filipino Kuyas (We called them Kuya) who stayed here in our house for a while. They were part of the 37 Filipino fishermen in three fishing vessels stopped over here in Fiji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Filipinos were in the ship for like a year or so. They weren’t being paid since then. They were supposed to get paid after the 3 years of service. I don’t know much of the details. My mom with other Filipinos here helped them by talking to the Seafarer’s Association, Immigration, etc… March 2nd when our whole church prayed for these guys. That they would be paid accordingly and get freedom from the job. Praise God, He immediately answered our prayers. They were paid, although they got lots of deductions. And their airfares to Philippines (which would cost them around USD900) and lodging were paid off by their selfish employer. Maybe he got afraid by the Immigration. Karma. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kuya 3R’s (Their names start with letter R) stayed in our house because they were the ones assigned to cook for everyone. They can’t cook in the hotel. And they wouldn’t spend their money for the food. It’s a bit expensive for them. I just felt sorry for the Kuyas coz we don’t have an extra room here so they slept in the lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah. For a few days, we had new kuyas. Lol. Sometimes, we just talked about things. One of them was a Graduate of Marine Engineering but he landed on a fishing job. And there are some others pa. Tough life in Phils, I guess. Some graduates just land in a job they weren’t supposed to be in. They deserve something better. But just to get the heck out of the Philippines to look for the so-called greener pastures, they grab every opportunity that comes along. I heard they were recruited by just a person, not an agency. They don’t have a contract. But yah again, maybe they really wanna go abroad to earn a living for their families. They don’t mind even if their lives would be at risk. Like in their case, I heard two persons died in the ship, one is Chinese. And another one, almost stabbed to death. They were harassed. They pay for their white goods like shampoos and stuffs, their employer sells them. Heck diba? It should be the employer’s responsibility na. They can’t eat fishes they caught, even the rejected ones. I think they mostly eat noodles and biscuits. They bathe in salt water. Well… It’s just cool that when they got here, fellow Filipinos are willing to lend a hand until they get what they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while they were here at home, it was fun. I mean, not like just us alone. Dad and Kuya got work, Mom always go to Immigration and Seafarer’s Assoc for their case. Imagine, they were the ones to cook for me and April (my sis) too. Lol. And it’s fun to have company, of course. They were just so kulet and fun to be with. Every night, we watched a movie. Haha. We go to the grocery. They bought us chocolates. Lol. As in parang kuya talaga. Man, I miss them now. Well, I’m happy for them coz they are now with their families, after a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I’ve been hearing some preaching about this search for greener pastures thing. Why leave your country and go overseas? Money? Could be. People want the best for their family. I know that poverty prevails in the Philippines. People leave the country to work odd jobs in a foreign land. My intelligent classmates and more other people get a nursing course for a hope to get a job abroad. Graduates getting odd jobs. People have a hard time finding a job they could fit in. Unemployment rate gets high. Professionals (like doctors, engineers, etc) leaving Phils for higher salaries. Stuffs like that. I remembered writing an editorial on Brain Drain on our schoolpaper in High School. It’s probably one of the nation’s crises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. In our case, we really didn’t leave the country for money. Maybe like 10%. Dang. Why would I (we) leave Phils for a no-namer country named Fiji? Dad was one of the highest paid employees of OTIS Philippines. His job here is just a few thousand pesos higher. Well, for those who haven’t read my previous blog, it’s for our family to spend time together. Coz you know, we seldom see each other at home. My parents are busy. Oh well. It’s a long story. Haha. So yah, not really for money. Actually, we’re leaving a tougher life here. Haha. The culture and stuffs. We earn dollars, but we spend dollars too. And the goods here are mostly imported. It’s expensive. A McFlurry is $3.95, around P105. We’re in the most prestigious university in the South Pacific. We spend around $3000 per sem times 2.  So I think, we don’t have savings yet. Aside from dad’s provident fund (like SSS). Lol. But well, God is still sustaining us naman. Dang. I wanted to find a job like other teenagers. But I can't work coz I'm a stranger in a foreign land. haha. And well, as if I can. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why leave the Philippines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family. Friends. Your life, our lives in the Philippines. God made us Filipinos, and Filipinos are for the Philippines. Yay, ang chaka diba. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from one of Kuya 3R’s saying “Uuwi na nga ng Pilipinas, malungkot pa ren.” His wife is in Dubai, he has a daughter though. And another one said “Siguro nga mas ok na kasama mo pamilya mo sa hirap at ginhawa kesa malayo ka at hindi mo sila kapiling…” (And deep diba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which made me think…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave dad a job overseas wherein he can bring the whole family. We’re blessed, man. Unlike OFWs who leave their families behind. Parents working hard to send money to their kids. Wherein these kids get vices, entertaining themselves with worldly things (i.e. alcohol, drugs, etc) that their parents doesn’t know about. Kids that don’t think about how their parents are doing overseas, they just care for the money. Parents going overseas for a brighter future for their family. Is money really important over family? They miss the growing up stage of their kids. They both long for each other’s affection. Which sometimes leads to destruction. I thought that only happens in tv series and movies, but that’s really a reality. Lmao. Though my parents are not overseas, they are really busy several years back. My dad is often out of the country for seminars or out of town for projects, my mom is busy in the business. We rarely spend time together, just those holidays. It even came to a point where we almost had our family broken twice. Haaays. Sobrang thank God for the blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m asking myself, with those things in mind, do I still wanna go back like now, or I’ll just wait til 2010 and go home with the whole family? Lol. We’re blessed that our family was granted temporary residency status, we’re all here. God really gave us this chance. I just can’t get it why does it need to be overseas pa. Puede naman in Phils diba. Lol. Well, God has a plan for everything. I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being here overseas for a temporary residency, this is not just a vacation. Those are different things. Lol. I think, I don’t wanna go somewhere else after this. I’ll stay in the Philippines. Sounds patriotic huh. Lmao. That is if, our rents would allow us not to come with them for migration. And if our government’s economy will change for the better. Hehe. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for those planning to go overseas, think about those points. We really don’t have to go overseas to search for that greener pastures. Yes, you earn dollars, but you also spend dollars man. Got a car and a house? Must be from a loan. Credit cards and loans are neccessities everywhere, specially in foreign countries like America and UK. Those could lead to bankruptcy. When going abroad, think about your family and friends. Think about the life you would leave and the life you would live in another country. Open your eyes for options. You can just work hard or something. Let’s help each other for the sake of our country. Pray to God about your decision. Is it His Will? Money could be important but it’s not all that matters. I’ve experienced having money, but our family was like apart. Money is just a piece of a damn paper that people put value on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not wrong to find a better life, just make sure you always put God first. The best things in life are free. And the best life we could have is if we have Jesus in our hearts! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this blog for one reason... HOMESICK. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Bookmark Post Dropdown BEGIN --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript'&gt;addthis_url='&lt;data:post.url/&gt;'; addthis_title='&lt;data:post.title/&gt;'; addthis_pub='feiyie';&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src='http://s7.addthis.com/js/addthis_widget.php?v=12' type='text/javascript'&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Bookmark Post Dropdown END --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1867369049195791620?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1867369049195791620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1867369049195791620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1867369049195791620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1867369049195791620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/03/why-leave-philippines.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Why leave the Philippines?&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-6516532024625255440</id><published>2008-02-28T17:55:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:32:07.641+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><title type='text'>This is My Life, Rated</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" style="border: 1px solid #333333; margin: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; font: bold 16px sans-serif; background: #ffddbb; color: #000000; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;This Is My Life, Rated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; border-right: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="140" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="142" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 7.1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" height="12" width="136" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 6.8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Spirit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/purbar.gif" height="12" width="192" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 9.6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Friends/Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/grebar.gif" height="12" width="124" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 6.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/oryelbar.gif" height="12" width="62" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 3.1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Finance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelgrebar.gif" height="12" width="96" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 4.8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; border-top: 1px solid #333333; font: bold 14px sans-serif; background: #ffeedd; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/rate_my_life.html" style="color: #0000ff;"&gt;Take the Rate My Life Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.. This is my life rated huh. lol. Lemme see. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life, as a whole, is 7. That's my favorite number. lol. Well, I'm still young. haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind... 7.1. toinks. Been out of school for like a year and a half so it should be lower! lol. Wahahahaha! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body. 6.8. Arrgh. I think have to get enough sleep at night. lol. I mostly sleep till the morning man. Coz my classes are in the aftie. And then, I sleep late at night to catch some friends online. My timezone is 4 hours ahead of Phils. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit. 9.6! Oh my gosh!! I love God! :) I could say that my faith is even stronger than ever. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends and family is 6.2? lol. Maybe because most of my friends are not with me. I mean like, they are in Philly. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. 3.1. Bahahaha! Yah maybe. I don't have a love life for now. So what? lol. But well, I LOVE GOD! And He loves me. That's all that matters... Mr. GB would come soon. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finance. 4.6. toinks. I'm still dependent on my parents. So that explains my low score. Mwahahaha! XD Don't worry, time will come, it'll be 10. lol. Jokes. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there.. At least, my life is at 7. I'm still young. I'm on my way to 10. lol. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-6516532024625255440?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/6516532024625255440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=6516532024625255440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6516532024625255440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/6516532024625255440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-my-life-rated.html' title='This is My Life, Rated'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1353313274354075137</id><published>2008-02-28T00:59:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T01:39:25.729+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><title type='text'>My First Day at Uni</title><content type='html'>It was my first day at Uni yesterday. That's 27th of Feb. (As you can see, we are advance here. lol. It's past 1am here now.) Well anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just has one class, at 4pm. Microeconomics. Hahahaha! I chose my own sked. Yeah, I chose sked in the aftie so I can sleep late and wake up late. *tamad* lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our place, we have to catch the bus twice. Yes, we're commuting. amf. lol. From our place to this place named Nabua, then another bus to the university. We left like 3:20, I think. Gosh. I thought we won't be delayed or whatever. There's no traffic here. So I can't make an excuse that it is traffic. Wahahaha! XD Anyways... We got delayed a bit coz you know, people goes down to their destination, then we stopped in this school and there were about 20 of them who went in. Goshness. Ang tagal nila, promise. lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit late on my first tutorial, as we call it. lol. As I went in, they are having an activity. The tutor, or professor, walked to me and gave me the course outline and assignment and then explained to me the activity. Special diba. lol. Nyahaha. We were only 14 in the room. And it's not air-conditioned but it was cool. It's well-ventilated like Ateneo. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah, we got partners. Meet and greet stuff. I would be the one to introduce my partner then he would introduce me. My partner was named Tony. This is his info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name: Tony Baleilau&lt;br /&gt;2. 3 things nobody know about him:&lt;br /&gt;    - He's from Tavueni.&lt;br /&gt;    - He's part Rotuman.&lt;br /&gt;    - They are 7 in the family.&lt;br /&gt;3. 2 things about him:&lt;br /&gt;    - He plays volleyball.&lt;br /&gt;    - He likes music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah. I was the one who did the talking for him. At first, I had a soft voice, as always. lol. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the info I gave him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fei Anne Adricula&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a Filipino with a bit of Spanish and Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;    - I'm from the Philippines. (haha!)&lt;br /&gt;    - I'll be here till 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interruption...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked me about this Filipino series that was a big hit here in Fiji. The Gulong ng Palad. I didn't watch it. But I was so aware about that coz it was the talk of the town. hahaha. That was several months ago, man. There are new series. But yah, they were amazed that I'm a Filipino. lol. The prof asked me why am I here. I said my dad had a job offer here. Then they asked me if my parents are doctors. Coz most of the Filipinos who are here are doctors. I said no, he's an Elevator Engineer. So there. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just fun coz they still have the Gulong Fever. They call it Gulong for short. How aimless. lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a quiet person.&lt;br /&gt;   - I'm a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really having a hard time of what to tell him bout me. lol. Kamusta naman diba, he's a guy. lol. So as I was thinking, he suggested "good-looking". Goodness! I wouldn't say that to the class. Like, come on. It's nakakahiya. Cockiness! Bahahaha. Man, like, how can he say that? Toinks. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yahh. Next week, that class would be for 2 hours. Oh gosh. We had an assignment. lol. Like, I am on DFL so I would really have an assignment. lmao. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DFL is Distance Flexible Learning. We would study at home, online, at our own time. But we would attend tutorials at least an hour a week. Woooh. I'm still aimless at home! lol. Bwahahaha! No lectures to attend to. XD It'll be fun though. But yah, it's a bit boring. But hey, I can study on my own. Walang epal! Walang istorbo! And I won't stress myself that much. And of course, I don't have to spend much. I can go out pa rin! lmao. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After classes, we went to Cost U Less to buy Twisties and chocolates. Whittakers!! yumyum! lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered my first day in UST. lol. I turned right when I was at the 4th floor. It was supposed to be left for our classroom, 416. lol. And then, I was late. I was not yet in my uniform. My name was called already. The subject was Philosophy. And on the first day, our prof shouted. lol. hahahaha! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1353313274354075137?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1353313274354075137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1353313274354075137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1353313274354075137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1353313274354075137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-first-day-at-uni.html' title='My First Day at Uni'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-320592447750214655</id><published>2008-02-18T23:02:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:28:33.518+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Some of my New Favorites</title><content type='html'>I’m a certified chocoholic. When I was a kid, my dad always brings home chocolates. Specially when dad goes abroad, my gosh, our fridge is always full of chocolates. Lol. Anyways, here’s a picture of my current chocolate addiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R7lmQzw7diI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PGnF8HciPH4/s1600-h/DSC04582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R7lmQzw7diI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PGnF8HciPH4/s200/DSC04582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168274486343726626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a Brazillian chocolate. Gee. It’s so yummy. There are lots of Brazillian chocolates here. I so love them. But dang, it’s a bit expensive,  man. Lol. Bahaha. It costs $3.29. lmao. Calculate! Lol. Well, no matter how expensive it is, it’s still worth it. I mean, hey, it’s really yummy! Haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another must-taste chocolate: (From New Zealand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R7lmqzw7djI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5dAncH06vFQ/s1600-h/DSC04031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R7lmqzw7djI/AAAAAAAAAA4/5dAncH06vFQ/s200/DSC04031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168274933020325426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, that one is even more expensive. lol. It's $6.99 per piece. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s another addiction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R7lm3zw7dkI/AAAAAAAAABA/VnPp9S-Bc44/s1600-h/DSC04578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R7lm3zw7dkI/AAAAAAAAABA/VnPp9S-Bc44/s200/DSC04578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168275156358624834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s Twisties. You know why I love it? It so tastes like America’s Cheetos. OMG. It’s so delicious like, I swear. You can finish the pack immediately. It’s soooo cheesy! Haha. XD It’s $1.29 for that medium size. But I don’t care. Haha. Too bad, there’s no large for that Extra Cheesy flavor. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll surely buy these as pasalubongs to my friends in the Philippines. Wahehe. Woops. I might just eat em up pala. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways… Just thought of blogging bout this to strave you guys. Lol. ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-320592447750214655?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/320592447750214655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=320592447750214655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/320592447750214655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/320592447750214655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/02/some-of-my-new-favorites.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Some of my New Favorites&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/R7lmQzw7diI/AAAAAAAAAAw/PGnF8HciPH4/s72-c/DSC04582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-2378906298526834469</id><published>2008-02-15T03:04:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T03:48:26.500+12:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons for Sharing the Gospel</title><content type='html'>Years ago somebody built a house. This guy worked hard overseas, saved money and spent it all for this beautiful house, except there was a problem. The house was built on the wrong lot. No amount of court litigation or appeal would force the judge to make him own the property. If you built your house on a property that is not yours, you cannot own the property or the house. Many of us are headed in this direction and may not even realize it. We are building our lives on something that is not going to last because the foundation is not right. What are you focusing your life on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Dole puts things in proper perspective: “Life is not just a few years to spend on self-indulgence and career advancement.  It is a privilege, a responsibility, a stewardship to be lived according to a much higher calling, God's calling.  This alone gives true meaning to life.” Howard Hendricks makes this distinction: “Your career is what you are paid for.  Your calling is what you are made for.” Do you know your calling? Is your personal mission aligned with the mission and vision of God? If your life is not aligned with God's vision, you will be just like the man who built his house on the wrong place. Whatever God calls you for, you must do it in conjunction with His mission and do it for His Glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apostle Paul was a persecutor of Christians until he had a personal encounter with Jesus on the road to Damascus. The passion with which he formerly persecuted Christians was re-channeled into the preaching of the Gospel. He took the higher calling seriously, and the love Paul had for Jesus and the Gospel was embodied in his words in Romans 1:14-16: “I am under obligation.” Because he experienced the goodness of God in his life, Paul is telling us that he is under obligation to pass it to others. “I am eager.” The joy Paul received from his personal knowledge of Christ gave him the excitement to share with others what he had come to know. “I am not ashamed.” Paul could not hide from others what he had gained from knowing Christ. Because he was doing people a favor, he was not embarrassed or intimidated to tell others about the Good News. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus' last words on earth before He was lifted up to heaven are clear instructions of what we are expected to do until He returns. “…but you shall receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you shall be My witnesses both in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and even to the remotest part of the earth” (Acts 1:8). We are to be witnesses for Christ, which simply means to tell others what we have heard from Him and what we have seen Him do in our lives. But how do we develop a sense of obligation, eagerness and not being ashamed of the Gospel? How do we develop a positive attitude towards sharing the Good News? There are two important principles we need to be convinced of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality of who Jesus is and what He has done. Who is Jesus to you? That is the most important question. Do you truly believe in your heart that Jesus is the Son of God? Do you have faith in Jesus whose death on the Cross has fully paid for our sins? Have you tasted His love and goodness in your life? Until you experience the reality of Jesus, who He is and what He has done for you, it is hard to develop enthusiasm. There is a difference between conviction and just believing in the head. There are certain things we can discuss and debate on, but there are certain things we must be willing to die for. Until we have a personal encounter with the risen Savior, we will not have deep convictions about Jesus; convictions that we would die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality of eternal consequences. We have been led to believe that we can live life on our terms, and reserve holy living in the afterlife. But the truth is, after death comes judgment. The Bible gives us a glimpse of the afterlife in Luke 16:19-31. After physical death, the rich man who lived an ungodly life was thrown into hell to suffer in agony, while Lazarus received comfort in heaven. The deep, fixed chasm separating the two places removes the possibility of crossing over from one side to the other. Those who do not accept the gospel ultimately reject Christ. Their destiny is eternal torment in hell. Those who believe the gospel and let Jesus enter their lives will live forever with Christ in His Kingdom. Hence, based on the evidence of Scriptures, what you do with the Gospel will impact not just your life; it will impact the lives of other people. We must not be ashamed or embarrassed. We should share the Gospel with eagerness. We will never come close to fulfilling the Great Commission of making committed followers of Jesus Christ if we have no conviction about who Jesus is and what He has done, or about the reality of heaven and hell. There will be no heart for evangelism unless we have given our heart to Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True success comes only as a result of doing what God wants us to do. We can be a street sweeper, but we can be the best street sweeper there is, if we do our job well and do it for God's glory. Life is never lived well unless it is in line with God's higher calling. Witnessing for Christ is being aligned to His calling. Will Jesus find us busy pursuing His agenda upon His return?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaker: Ptr. Peter Tanchi&lt;br /&gt;CCF Main, St. Francis Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to this preaching a while back. My gosh. It really striked me, man. I was like, OH-MY-GOSH. O_O lol. I'm a kind of person (Christian) who is really a bit afraid of sharing the Gospel coz I hate it when I talk to someone and they'll just gonna reject it. Like, they don't wanna listen, they don't wanna know. They don't even care at all. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always go on outreach in our church here. We go to town or go to some other places. If it's in the afternoon, we'll burn ourselves under the heat of the sun and give tracts and yeh, talk to people too. During outreach at noon, I usually stay near the bus station if i don't hold a sign. Well, you might say it sounds crazy. This is all for God! People need to get saved. So, we really don't mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, there's this one time that I almost collapsed while I was holding a sign under the heat of the sun. (The sun here in Fiji is damn hot!) I just did it for like 15 minutes and one of our church leaders asked a guy (I forgot his name. My bad.) to get my sign. I feel like, gosh, I wanna do this but I can't. So there. I just gave some tracts to people who pass by. Sometimes, it's nakakahiya so pinapalampas ko na lang. lol. I know it's wrong. So anyway, after a coupla minutes, I felt really dizzy that our leader have to guide me to the bus stop. That's the nearest place where I can sit eh. lol. So yah, while I was there, I so wanna give out tracts man. But my body can't move. They gave me water and accompanied me there until I get well. While I was there, I felt this burden that God is like talking to me that Fei, you should reach out to people in the bus stop. I mean, look, this people stay there until the bus comes. And it's a place where there's always a lot of people. I feel the burden! Waaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After listening to this preaching (I just got the mp3 coz it's easier to download), God touched my heart. It's the second month of the year. One of my resolutions is to go out of my comfort zone and start what I gotta do as a Christian. Share the Gospel. Before I left the Philippines, when I was attending Jzone, I felt this "calling". Bahahaha. Yeah, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Many are called but few are chosen&lt;/span&gt;. I got lots of plans when I left. All the things I learned from Jzone, from the awesome retreats. God always convicted my heart. I'm starting school this end of the month. Am a bit excited. lol. Just kidd. I am really excited. Hehe. And well, I hope I can start a Bible Study Group soon! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo. Therefore, I'm gonna share the Gospel to my friends when I start school. Like seriously. “…but you shall receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you shall be My witnesses both in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and even to the remotest part of the earth” (Acts 1:8) I will receive the power to witness. I wouldn't care if they reject the Gospel. It's not me they are rejecting. It's Jesus. And rejecting Jesus have consequences. But as a Committed Follower of Christ, we gotta bring more souls to Him. Before it's too late. We are living in a dying world, man. Save souls for Christ. All for Jesus! Pray for me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A site to visit: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;http://www.squidoo.com/jzone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I made this lens on Squidoo. I miss Jzone. Ahehe.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm on a fasting, friends! My gosh. haha. lol. I'll post another entry later. It's almost 4am now in my time. lmao. So yeeeh. See yah later!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-2378906298526834469?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/2378906298526834469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=2378906298526834469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2378906298526834469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/2378906298526834469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/02/reasons-for-sharing-gospel.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Reasons for Sharing the Gospel&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1606686628831659102</id><published>2008-02-14T22:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:04:35.611+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I'll Worship at Your Throne&lt;br /&gt;Whisper my own love song&lt;br /&gt;With all my heart I'll sing&lt;br /&gt;For You my Dad and King&lt;br /&gt;I'll live for all my days&lt;br /&gt;To Put a smile on Your face&lt;br /&gt;And when we finally meet&lt;br /&gt;It'll be for eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Oh how wide You open up Your arms&lt;br /&gt;When I need Your love&lt;br /&gt;And how far You would come&lt;br /&gt;If ever I was lost&lt;br /&gt;And You said that all You feel for me&lt;br /&gt;Is undying love&lt;br /&gt;That You showed me through the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll worship You my God&lt;br /&gt;I'll worship You my God&lt;br /&gt;I love You&lt;br /&gt;I love You&lt;br /&gt;Forever I will sing&lt;br /&gt;Forever I will be with You&lt;br /&gt;Be with You&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1606686628831659102?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1606686628831659102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1606686628831659102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1606686628831659102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1606686628831659102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/02/forever.html' title='&lt;center&gt;Forever&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-8935016565178953201</id><published>2008-02-08T04:16:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T04:34:27.633+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Ha-FEI Birthday to me!!! Lol.</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. =) **Read everything.lol**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 7th day of February in the year 2008. God has blessed me with another one year in my life. Wow. Praise God for that! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh. Sometimes, I just think that my 18th year was just a WASTED YEAR for me. Am serious, I really said before that my 18th year was just terrible. I wanna forget it. Lol. Why? In my entire 18th year, I didn’t even go to school. What a waste, man. My classmates would be juniors this June, and I’m gonna start college all over again. Screw that up! They would be working in probably about 2 years time while me, I’m still studying. Lmao. Another waste of time is that I’m in this country called Fiji which is probably the MOST BORING country ever!!! My golly. This place just can’t fit to my lifestyle, dude. Lol. Where’s the technology? Where are the malls? This is so old-fashioned and all. I so wanna go home. This won’t do any good. SHEESH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY! This not another RANT. Or another I-WANNA-GO-HOME shoutout or cry. Oh puh-leeze. I’m not gonna spoil my Birthday! HAHAHA. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Let’s look at the BRIGTHER SIDE. Lol. We should learn how to COUNT OUR BLESSINGS. We should THANK GOD for everything that is happening in our lives, like my fave verse says. “In everything gives THANKS for THIS IS the WILL OF GOD in Christ Jesus CONCERNING YOU,” I Thessalonians 5:18. We only have one life and we should give it our BEST SHOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s go back one year ago… (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In year 2007, I knew I’m leaving in few months time. Gosh. We were actually supposed to leave December 2006! We just got delayed and delayed and delayed. How’s that? Haha. Lmao. Well anyways, yah. How many of you know that sometimes, we have to learn how to WAIT. In that “delay period”, God has made wonders, man. Like, I learned a lot. I made new friends. I went to a JZONER Retreat in April, which is so amazing, what a blessing. I won friends to Christ. We have fixed our family’s relationship. God is really always in the right timing even though for us, it’s so wrong. Lol. It’s just so cool, man. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mentioned the stuffs that has happened in those delay periods in one of my entries in my Multiply blog. (http://feiyie.multiply.com/journal/item/11/Retreat_part1 &amp; http://feiyie.multiply.com/journal/item/12/Retreat_part2) Feel free to read it and get blessed. Wahehe. Long story short, yes, I sometimes look at it negatively but there is always a brighter side. And I know them. Coz I believe that there are no coinsidences nor accidents. Everything is God’s Will and He always has a PURPOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been here in Fiji for more than 7 months now. And probably you’ve heard my rant that I WAS dying to go HOME. Take note of the linking verb I used alright—WAS. Lol. Meaning, not anymore. Yep, I have already accepted the fact that I’m gonna suffer 2 more years here in this place. Woops. Lol. I mean, I’m gonna STAY here in Fiji prolly till dad’s contract expires in Feb 2010. (Hey, fret not, I’ll go for v-cay in Phils! :P) This could be oh-so weird but well, God gave me a vision of what am I supposed to do here. I’m not saying He talked to me like how He talked to Abraham and Moses, but yah, He talked to me in some amazing ways. I can’t tell more, it’s hard to explain. Lol. SO YAHH. My point is I don’t wanna feel bad anymore for staying here, I know I’m so homesick, but God can help and sustain me with that. Am here in Fiji to do His Will, He has a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main reasons of being here is to be with the family. Alright, we had a terrible family relationship way back. Like you know, parents are busy, kids left with househelpers, don’t have much time together, stuffs like that. Yeh, my parents almost separated but by God’s grace, it didn’t happen. Then, being here means household chores. MY GOSH. This is the place where I’m learning, and I so don’t like them at times. GEE. Until now, my parents tell me I’m so lazy and all. Geez. Like, I’m the senyorita type at home. LOL. Haha. But yah, I now know. I’m 19 now, I gotta be responsible and mature. Yuck. Lol. Hahaha. And then, hmmm, He blessed us with a great church, man. Potter’s House Christian Church. In this church, I grow my relationship with God more. I became more faithful than ever. Every service just touch my heart, just like in CCF and JZONE (I miss em by the way, esp Jzone.). He gave me nice friends. Kahit konte pa lang sila, ok lang. I’ll get more friends when I go to school. All am asking for is… uhh. Lol. Secret. Lmao. Hahaha! XD [That’s my birthday wish..lol!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to school next month!!! Ok, should I get excited? Lol. XD I got a lot of plans for school. Goshness. Haha. Man, I gotta study hard this time. I should not be lazy like I was in my first year in UST. Fees are damn expensive, we’re talking about dollars here. Hahaha! Lol.  OMG. I’m excited, I’m afraid. Mixed emotions, dude. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the present time. &lt;what what&gt; lol. This is the start of my Nineteenth year!!! =) I got resolutions [like New Years Resolution…lol. Kung Hei Fat Coi!!!], I got plans, I got prayers. I don’t wanna make this year a year of missed opportunities or some waste of time. I’m gonna start this right. I pray God will use my according to His Will and Purpose. I hope all the things that I’ll do will be pleasing to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll probably learn a lot here in Fiji. Like now, I’m actuallybeginning to realize some things. Maybe when I get back, I could say Genesis 41:52. Nyeckz. Lol. Hehe. I’ve been so challenged in my first 7 months, and I’m expecting even more challenges as well as blessings and life’s lessons. I just keep on trusting Him no matter what. =) I AM OFFICIALLY LIKING FIJI NOW.. Cheers to that!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till here na lang. Haha. Miss you all. Hope you guys are doing great. You all suck. Not making paramdam!!! AMFNESS!!! Lol. Hahaha. Promise, kung sino lang nakaka-alala, sila lang yung may pasalubong pag balik ko! WAHAHAHA! My gosh. Sana naaalala niyo din ako. Yuck. Nyahahaa! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys all take care and God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;__FeiYiE^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-8935016565178953201?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/8935016565178953201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=8935016565178953201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8935016565178953201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8935016565178953201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/02/ha-fei-birthday-to-me-lol.html' title='Ha-FEI Birthday to me!!! Lol.'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1606592477849521484</id><published>2008-02-05T15:08:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T15:19:38.848+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surveys'/><title type='text'>HOW CLOSE WE ARE</title><content type='html'>Alright. Out my of aimlessness, I thought of creating this survey for you guys to measure up how close we are. Lol. Put x’s in front of those statements or phrases which you know about me, or things we’ve done together. (I'm not sure if you can copy this all and post it in my comments. If it can't be, just post your SCORES aye) HAHA. Let’s see how many close and true friends I really have.  Nah, just joking. As long as you are my friend, we’re always friends. Eventhough we’re just 10% close. Lol. Just for fun guys! =) No lying. Lmao. XD (Read my rant below…lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know my full name&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know the meaning of name— FEI&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know my birthday&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You personally know anyone in my family&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know where I live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW THAT I AM&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A Christian&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shy-type &amp; Quiet (yah rightt)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A Java Junkie (loves coffee)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Adventurous (I’ve done mountain hiking, rock climbing, caving, camping, to name a few)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Makulet (oh gosh..lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Matampuhin (as in..haha)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Maarte (in some ways..lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Caring&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laitera (woops..lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Understanding&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Demanding (hahaha! :P)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Overprotective (haha!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mallrat (loves the mall)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Allergic to crabs (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEETNESS&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve kissed you (beso counted..lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] We’ve hugged each other&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have slept on your shoulders (or vice versa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve seen me cry&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve heard my rant&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know something about my love life (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIMMICKS/ HANGOUT&lt;br /&gt;[ ] We’ve been to the mall together&lt;br /&gt;[ ] We’ve been to the mall, just the two of us (girl bonding..lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] We’ve gone Starbucks-ing, or any other coffee shops&lt;br /&gt;[ ] We’ve gone shopping together&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have treated you (or vice versa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLINE&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’re my friend in Friendster/ Bebo/ Multiply&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know my Blogspot/ Blogchex/ Squidoo (and you visit them!)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve been on my top/ featured friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always comment on your page eventhough you hardly reply (lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I say I Miss You/ I Love You in my comments (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW I HATE/ DON’T LIKE&lt;br /&gt;[ ] plastics&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mess&lt;br /&gt;[ ] to see you cry (lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] to see you broken hearted (lol again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM STUFFS (whatever…lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You knew my flight was 29th of May 2007&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve tried wearing my glasses, just for fun&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve checked out my wallet (it’s a personal stuff so really uber close friends see it. Lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’m a Chocoholic (&amp; you’ve given me a chocolate)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My favorite color is blue (You know that about 90% of my clothes and things are BLUE)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I gave you a sentimental gift (something that is really important to me)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve  greeted you at 12am of your birthday (I’ve stayed up that late for you…lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] We’ve stayed up all night chatting, texting, or Starbucks-ing&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I give you a Pasalubong when I go away (&amp; you’re expecting a Pasalubong when I get back..lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve heard my corny joke and you tried to laugh (haha)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know who my crushes are (or ex? Lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] We’ve had silent moments together (aimless..lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve brought you to Jzone (or maybe I tried to)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] We’ve gone out of town (school/ retreat/ vacation)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve explored my phone (Like you’ve seen my pics and read my Inbox..lol)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You knew about my family problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TO ME&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You tell me secrets&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve told someone (friend or family) about me&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’ve shared your problems to me&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You rant to me&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You’re emailing/ ym-ing me (Like now that I’m away!!! Lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS 20 IF:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I’ve told you (or you know) how thankful I am to God for being my friend (so mushy..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS 20 IF:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You will post your scores here. (HAHA! If you post here, you’re really a friend, man! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^Hahaha! I can’t think of another 40 statements anymore. Lol. Well, at least, the lowest score would be 20 or 40%. Not bad. LMAO. Hahaha. Am kidding. Lol. Actually, for the last one, I wanted it to be plus 100. Lol. Coz you guys don’t visit this blog and don’t comment at all. This is actually important to me. I express my feelings and whatever here. (Like about my Miss List, only a few people have read it, I think... Less than 5, FIVE, people responded to it. How depressing!)  I’m homesick and I miss you guys. Just a simple haller to my Cbox or a comment will make me damn happy! Lol. Haha. Ang drama. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, guys… Post your scores in my comments! I’ll strangle your necks if you don’t. (I can track my visitors here in the blog by the way. I’m serious. I have a tracker!!! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see who among my friends really miss me and takes the time to read and answer this thang. Lol. It's a total of 100, just in case you don't know. lol. So it won't be hard to get the percentage. lol. Hehe. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, PLEASE POST YOUR ANSWERS!!! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1606592477849521484?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1606592477849521484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1606592477849521484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1606592477849521484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1606592477849521484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-close-we-are.html' title='HOW CLOSE WE ARE'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1963555555325580104</id><published>2008-02-02T09:50:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T21:08:19.057+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Greatest Love'/><title type='text'>My Greatest Love</title><content type='html'>I met HIM when I was six&lt;br /&gt;It must be love or just a puppy love?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it was, I was damn sure I love HIM&lt;br /&gt;So I wanted to follow HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grow up, I loved HIM everyday of my life&lt;br /&gt;Through thick and thin, what a great friendship&lt;br /&gt;We were like more than best friends&lt;br /&gt;My whole world revolved around HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I saw just a young innocent girl back then&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t know exactly what love really meant&lt;br /&gt;They say it is a great feeling… Oh really?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it didn’t turn out as how it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got fed up with how my life went&lt;br /&gt;Until HE left me, which I never thought HE will&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to give up like what HE did&lt;br /&gt;So I started to do the same thing—forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started to love others, HE wanted to go back&lt;br /&gt;I tried to ignore but HE kept popping on mind&lt;br /&gt;HE is making me confused. Why is HE like that?&lt;br /&gt;HE wanted me to realize that HE is my Greatest Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, I realized HE was right&lt;br /&gt;HE truly is my Greatest Love&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happened along the way&lt;br /&gt;I still love HIM and HE always loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed HIM a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;But HE forgave me wholeheartedly&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say?&lt;br /&gt;HE truly is my Greatest Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Edited&lt;/span&gt;. I'll tell you guys more. Just in case you don't have any idea whom I am referring to. lol. haha.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I'm so sure you guys know HIM... Leave a comment, aye? :) Well, I just thought of writing this out of my aimlessness. lol. I'm so in love with HIM -- God. Haha. I know my relationship with Him is now better than ever. :) So, to some of you thinking so much who it is, here's the damn answer. lol. Someone is dying to know. OMG. Must be jealous. lol. Just kiddin!!! Haha.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-1963555555325580104?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/1963555555325580104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=1963555555325580104' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1963555555325580104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/1963555555325580104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-greatest-love.html' title='My Greatest Love'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-5403138313623505019</id><published>2008-01-27T14:57:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T02:59:08.630+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Miss List'/><title type='text'>MY MISS LIST ^_^</title><content type='html'>Well. If you've seen my MISS LIST a couple of months ago in Multiply &lt;em&gt;http://feiyie.multiply.com/journal/item/18/MY_MISS_LIST&lt;/em&gt;, here's my first Miss List for the year 2008. lol. Hehe! My last Miss List was 28th of June 2007. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. So, where will I start? Hmm.. *thinks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLACES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Our house&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; Duhh. Like obviously.. Also the rest houses, my grandparent's places. The province. My ninangs' places where I spent some vacations. lol. Whatever. lmao. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;School&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; Shame. Been out of school for more than a year now.. tsktsk. I miss school so much. Just the school. The lessons, not really. lol Just joking. HAHA. Sheesh. Should've been on my Junior year this coming June. How depressing! =(&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;CCF and LBBC&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; My former churches. My friends there.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;LA&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; Wooh. Grade School. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;JZONE&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; That's probably the best Youth Group/ Ministry I've been to. It's so cool. I just love the services and the camps. XD&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Starbucks&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; Gee. I wish there's Starbucks here. Hehe. It's the best place to meet and talk with friends.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Malls&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; lol. Hahahah! Mall Goddess here.. lmao. Wahehe! Definitely the best place to go to. Do whatever you want. Shop. Dine. Coffee. Timezone. Salon. The list goes on. lol. Do I need to mention my fave malls? It's like all of them. Lmao. Haha. Gee.. Glorietta no more. =|&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Philippine tourist spots&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; HAHA. I've been around Phils. I wanna go to Baguio and Tagaytay right now. Boracay! lol.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Philippines&lt;/strong&gt; itself &gt;&gt; I miss my home country. Homesick. lol. HAHA. The pollution in Manille. lmao. Just kidding. HAHA. I just miss Phils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERSONS&lt;/strong&gt; [There you go.. I know you're excited. haha. Find your name. lol! omg. I should not forget anyone. You guys might stone me. HAHA.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Sarrah&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; My bhez friend. You aint making paramdam. Must be aimless in Katipunan. Joke!! Haha. How's studies? And the boys? lol. Jowkies. ;p Hey! You aint makin paramdam. lmao. I miss you soooo much! Wahaha. xd I'll catch you online. You gotta make kwento!! Hmmpft.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;CFAM&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; My tweeniez. lol. OMG. I miss you guys. Starbucks moments. lol. I miss the days. What happened? amf. lmao. I know, there's something. lol. Are we still goin out of town together when I get back? =|&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Lola Bunny [Dkei]&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; Lola bunnnnny!!! Dang. I miss you! HEY. Gmail. lol. Hehe. My birthday is next next week. Would you believe that? It's been a year. lol. Haha. But it's like 10 years. lol. HAHA. What's the latest? Let's go to the Summer Retreat? lol. I wish. HAHA. Mann. Don't leave until I get back. That's gonna be unfair. ):3 lmao. &lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Mooommy [Hannah]&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; (To those who doesn't know, I'm not talkin bout my real mom..lol. She's a friend that is like a mommy to me. lol.) Moooommy!! When was the last time we talked? Gee.. How's life? Any dad yet? lol. Haha. What's up ba? Sayang UAAP. Err. La Salle won. tsktsk. Maybe coz I'm no longer in UST. HAHA. Joking. XD Do you have the champion shirt? Arbor? lol. wahehe! :D&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Lolatot [Hanmae]&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; omg omg. lol. When are you coming to Manila? Sheesh. This is so unfair! &gt;.&lt; lol. Make sure you go there when I get back. And mick around. HAHA. lol.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Jenni&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; Hey everyone! Meet Jenni. My dearest friend here in Fiji. haha. lol. XD HEY saff. Ready for our singing group? lol. HAHAHA! I know you don't have an idea of what I'm talkin about,, yet. lol. But yah, when you get back here in Suva, I'll tell you. lol. Haha. I so wish we can visit you there in the West. But i wish it's not that hottt.. lmao. And, where will you tour us? Sleeping Giant? lol. Wooh. Denarau! :D:L HEY. I miss youuuuu! Come back now in Suva. haha. And let's go check out the Gloria Jeans at MHCC. lol. This is so sad. tsk. We're just stayin home. You know why. lol. Hehe! Take care always! We so miss you... SAFF!!&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Dgroup&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; To all Ate Nina's girls, and course, Ate Nina too. Wehe. I miss you all! How I miss the discussion, camps, yellow cab, and all that kind of stuffs. Hehe. The retreats are still fresh on my mind until now. Let's do them again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Ate Nina&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; My Dgroup Leader. Gosh. Thanks for the advices. Those are really encouraging. And yah, thanks for everything talaga. I really appreciate everything. And thanks for praying for me as well. :) I miss youuuu!&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Thessa &lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; Yoohoo.. I know we've been just friends for like a month. Just in time before I leave Phils. lol. But yah, i miss you, Bunbun! Wahe. Remember the MOA &amp; Southmall? Gee. And wooh. The Sbux in Mega. HAHAHA. Omg. lol. I'll be back on your 18th.. Wee. I wish. HAHA. XD And hey, we'll get Havs when I get back. And kill the Shih Tzu. Just joking. HAHA. Remember that? Your text on that day of my flight. I still have it. lol. We're going to Sbux Trinoma when I get back. That same day!! LMAO. Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Looniez&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; My Barkada on my Senior Year. Gee. You guys are unfair. Goin to Eastwood without me?!?? Tsk! lol. HEY. You guys are not supposed to be mocking around. Study hard! Party harder. JOKE!! HAHAHA. Wag niyo seryosohin yung party harder. Joke lang yun! xp But yahh, I so miss you guys! Remember the time when we were at home and you guys didn't even sleep. Mann. How I wanted to sleep that time and at like 6 or 7am, you guys still wanna watch a movie. GAAH. Hahaha. And some moments at our rooftop. Pictures. lol. We'll do that again when I get back. And ohh, the Baguio getaway! Woohoo!! Can't wait! XD&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;LA friends&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; OMG guys. Our reunion was postponed coz of someone who went to Thailand. HAHA. Joke lang, dude. lol. ;p But yah. When I get back, I wish we'll have a reunion.. Wahehe. Gotta catch up. lol.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;1-Gam &lt;/strong&gt;&gt;&gt; The first year in UST. The section where I belonged to. Well, I know it's just a sem. But in some ways, I missed you guys. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Teentalkerz&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; Wooh. Haven't been to Teentalk for ages. I miss all my Teentalk friends.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Eika&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; HEY. How's someone in Quebec? lol. Just kidding. Haha. Miss yah!&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Aleksei&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; I know I spelled that right. lol. I'll see you when I go to NZ. lol. Miss you!&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;To all my new friends here in Fiji&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;&gt; As if you guys could read this. Haha. Comment if you came accross. lol. HAHAHA! XD I'll miss you guys when I leave and get myself back to Phils.. lol. I know some of you guys will visit Phils one day. lmao. (Wait. I think this is just a message coz I just saw you guys at church a while ago and I'll see you guy later. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. I mentioned groups. lol. Sorry. Haha. It might take me ages if I would name you guys one by one.. lol. Well, to those I've mentioned, maybe, I really miss you guys and maybe you are making paramdam to me lately. HAHAHA. Coz you know, there are so few who give comments, send me emails. It's like you guys are forgetting me na. How sad. =| lol. Hehehe. But yah.. Thanks for reading my Miss List. If you got frustrated, you're no in here, COMMENT BACK! I dare you! HAHAHA. Don't worry, I'll hug you tight when I see you. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYONE!&lt;/strong&gt; Special people I mentioned. lol. Hahaha. Miss you all! And yah, we'll surely catch up when I get back to Phils. That's probably... I don't know yet. Wee. LOL. Haha. Soon enough. In God's time. Teehee. Love you all! *muahuggs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-5403138313623505019?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/5403138313623505019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=5403138313623505019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5403138313623505019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/5403138313623505019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-miss-list.html' title='MY MISS LIST ^_^'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-8883681489932305215</id><published>2008-01-26T16:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T16:06:11.434+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>From The Inside Out</title><content type='html'>A thousand times I've failed&lt;br /&gt;Still Your mercy remains And should I stumble again&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in Your grace&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your will above all else&lt;br /&gt;My purpose remains&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing myself&lt;br /&gt;In bringing You praise&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart and my soul&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give You control&lt;br /&gt;Consume me from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;Lord let justice and praise&lt;br /&gt;Become my embrace&lt;br /&gt;To love you from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;And the cry of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Is to bring You praise&lt;br /&gt;From the inside out&lt;br /&gt;Lord my soul cries out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5958863930841392746-8883681489932305215?l=feiyie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/feeds/8883681489932305215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5958863930841392746&amp;postID=8883681489932305215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8883681489932305215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5958863930841392746/posts/default/8883681489932305215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feiyie.blogspot.com/2008/01/from-inside-out.html' title='From The Inside Out'/><author><name>Fei Yie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16309981154080029527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lNbxNrxRMnM/SYvBWShDE2I/AAAAAAAAAPY/24xI8i4AZ34/S220/289255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5958863930841392746.post-1882364318136646751</id><published>2008-01-26T13:54:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T15:10:32.373+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>I'm back &gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hey guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my blog&lt;strong&gt; feiyie.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt; is alive again! lol. Gee. I deleted everything and made a new one. Coz the old one is just crazy. This new Blogger is cooler. lol. Anyways, enough for that, you might not get it. Teehee. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say. Hehe! Introdution? Gee. I'm lazy to make one. HAHA! Well, I guess I don't have to do that anymore coz I know you know me personally. Right? If you're just a passer-by, uhmm.. Just visit my profiles on Friendster, Bebo, or whatever. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here in Fiji for about 7 months now. Wow! I'm still surviving! Hahahah! Gee. I'm actually dying to go home now for lots of reasons. But yah, my Heavenly Dad also wants me to stay here for even more reasons, I guess. Shox! I just don't know what to do. I wanted to give up, like a thousand times but, oh well, I still trust Him on what His purpose might be. I still keep the faith even though I am actually giving up and yeh, sometimes, I just feel hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I uber miss my friends in the Philippines. How I miss the times we go to the malls, make endless chikkas in the Starbucks, DVD marathons, etc etc. I miss the fun being with them. Amf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my home country. The lifestyle! Manila, dude. HAHA! I grew up in Manila. So I basically know everything what's happening in my country's capital. lol. The newest malls, the hippest places, and stuffs like that. Daym. Maybe, I'm just so aimless here in Fiji. Not used to it all. Yah I know I've been here for like 7 months now. But mann. I just can't help it. I'm homesick!! So what? I'm just not yet used to it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;How much time and energy do we spend wishing things were how they used to be? We often think about times in our past when things were different and want our lives to be like that again. Some of us have even come to believe that our best days may actually be behind us. But if we’re in some way hung up on the past, what does that mean for our lives now? How are we and those around us affected if we’re not fully present? If we’re longing for the way things used to be, what does that really say about our understanding and appreciation of our lives today? Maybe we need to learn to embrace our past for what it is, in order to live our lives to the fullest, right here, right now. &lt;a href="http://www.nooma.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?ProductID=324&amp;amp;PMID=17&amp;amp;mode=FLV"&gt;http://www.nooma.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?ProductID=324&amp;amp;PMID=17&amp;amp;mode=FLV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was something from my Dgroup leader. Several weeks ago, like early January, I was crying to her at YM telling her I wanna give up. I wanna go home. Not that I really don't like it here or whatever, I'm just so homesick and all. Well, I know God has a plan for everything. I know I gotta accept the fact that I'm gonna stay here for quite some time, I just couldn't handle it at the moment maybe. As I've said, this was not the lifestyle I've used to have. Look, I'm just staying at home. I'm not used to household chores. But oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons God put us here is for our family. I suggest you guys check out my Blogchex or Squidoo for my "life's testimony" to give you a brief summary of my life. lol. Haha. The links are somewhere at the right of this blog. lmao. ;p SO yahh.. That's actually one of the reasons. When I was in Phil, it's more on friends than family. Well, here... I know you get the picture. Haha! Gee. That's so mushy! lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I think I've said what I wanna say in this first post here at Blogger. You guys just check my Blogchex or Squidoo to understand more. If you are just interested or something. lol. 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