<?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-7779503976564351840</id><updated>2012-01-27T21:43:17.713+08:00</updated><category term='Trips'/><category term='Celebrations'/><category term='Woody'/><category term='Singleness'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Ministry'/><category term='Family'/><category term='God'/><category term='I list'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Beauty'/><category term='Purity'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='out of doors'/><category term='Life musings'/><category term='Feelings...'/><category term='Simply photos'/><category term='answered prayer'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Beautiful in His sight</title><subtitle type='html'>"little things i love in this journey of life"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>323</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4853945136110559112</id><published>2011-09-25T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T07:15:54.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For a Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2MplIZlW98/ToJYrZI-8WI/AAAAAAAAC0k/lUo96cQJH4E/s1600/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2MplIZlW98/ToJYrZI-8WI/AAAAAAAAC0k/lUo96cQJH4E/s400/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657181584436949346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello, I was beginning to wonder when will my weekend ever come! Finally. I spent my day off meeting with four different groups of lovely people. My brother, church BS girls, cheer com and my ED's surprise farewell dinner all the way at Changi Business Park!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Hannah's last week at work. My boss and mentor these past 2 months, I'm going to miss her much. I could never ask for someone like her. She often gathers us to pray for situations we might be facing. She's always so patient to teach and humble to learn. When she broke the news to the staff that she's resigning... no one spoke much that day. That's the impact she's made in our lives! The energy she gives to our office is irreplaceable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I'm sad, I'm happy for her. Trusting that God will bring the next brave and godly ED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-4853945136110559112?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4853945136110559112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4853945136110559112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4853945136110559112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4853945136110559112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-season.html' title='For a Season'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2MplIZlW98/ToJYrZI-8WI/AAAAAAAAC0k/lUo96cQJH4E/s72-c/photo%2B%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5715912601260461049</id><published>2011-09-18T21:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:35:43.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only He knows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFVW283cOHU/TnX0r5eTxnI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/BRPjvwioGAM/s1600/God%2B-%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFVW283cOHU/TnX0r5eTxnI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/BRPjvwioGAM/s400/God%2B-%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653693942233024114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 254, 250); "&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 254, 250); "&gt; used to withdraw when things went wrong in my life, but I guess as I grow older I begin to realize that bad things are sometimes the best things that could ever happen to me. God sometimes allows things to fall apart just to remind me of my total dependence on Him. This season of my life has definitely been the best and worst for which I'm grateful for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 254, 250); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 254, 250); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I grew to express myself in person, I grew to say "no" as I never like turning people down and I grew to obey God more and more. I believe that working at Girls' Brigade Headquarters since 2 Aug is where God has placed me in this season of life and am absolutely loving it, though I face many challenges. This is not a job to me, this is ministry! I don't know why some don't see it that way? Giving up my Saturdays wasn't easy, that meant that I would be less involved in church. I had to pray for a lot of understanding and discernment for myself and the people around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 254, 250); "  &gt;You know, I kind of forgot how much I used to love blogging here and I think a blog should be totally honest and not just what you want to project your life to be, for others to see. I enjoy sharing with people and at the end of the day, everyone of us, regardless of lifestyles, age difference, country and interest, we can inspire and encourage each other knowingly/unknowingly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-5715912601260461049?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5715912601260461049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5715912601260461049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5715912601260461049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5715912601260461049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2011/09/only-he-knows.html' title='Only He knows'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XFVW283cOHU/TnX0r5eTxnI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/BRPjvwioGAM/s72-c/God%2B-%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5452132304481139790</id><published>2011-09-09T01:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:24:29.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil backdated but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdrNOeS9gbk/TnXthl5kBFI/AAAAAAAAC0I/TC__hL4L0oY/s1600/thank%2Byou%2BGod.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdrNOeS9gbk/TnXthl5kBFI/AAAAAAAAC0I/TC__hL4L0oY/s400/thank%2Byou%2BGod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653686068598539346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LKOF1wdaN8/TnXlYU-ObLI/AAAAAAAAC0A/-i2sJGSePRU/s1600/Lily%2526me.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9LKOF1wdaN8/TnXlYU-ObLI/AAAAAAAAC0A/-i2sJGSePRU/s400/Lily%2526me.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653677113342848178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, somebody sneaked into my heart quite sometime ago...&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Good friends since we were both 13, we've come a long way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Indeed, in His time He makes all things beautiful... in His time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-5452132304481139790?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5452132304481139790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5452132304481139790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5452132304481139790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5452132304481139790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2011/04/lil-backdated-but.html' title='A lil backdated but...'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cdrNOeS9gbk/TnXthl5kBFI/AAAAAAAAC0I/TC__hL4L0oY/s72-c/thank%2Byou%2BGod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5832227786876747198</id><published>2011-07-24T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T23:26:23.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings...'/><title type='text'>an open wound...</title><content type='html'>...a cut deep enough that the pain cannot be forgotten and the wound would take time to heal, as much as I pray that with God's strength it would be a faster process. An environment that I thought as "safe" since I was a young child, no longer stands to be. In the first place I never really felt it, I just accepted it as a matter of fact till it hit hard this time. My eyes have been opened and I now stand guarded. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I write this with disappointment rather than hurt because I have chosen to forgive. We are all humans, I understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-5832227786876747198?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5832227786876747198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5832227786876747198' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5832227786876747198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5832227786876747198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2011/07/open-wound.html' title='an open wound...'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7551536990874667128</id><published>2011-04-16T10:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T15:26:14.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Giving all that I've got left...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__Jvzre-9Yg/TWUhdlEZneI/AAAAAAAACoQ/sUIp40KAo5U/s320/660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKV5A7DUis/TU_5rZUK3_I/AAAAAAAACm4/aWmp481UAlo/s320/650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tues: 1 Peter Sermon paper 5pg &amp;amp; Family counseling paper 15pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thur: Paper on Matthean theme 10pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri: Personal Doctrine statement 10pg &amp;amp; Theology paper 10pg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 April New Testament Exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 April Theology Exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;Appreciate your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-7551536990874667128?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7551536990874667128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7551536990874667128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7551536990874667128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7551536990874667128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2011/04/giving-all-that-ive-got-left.html' title='Giving all that I&apos;ve got left...'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-__Jvzre-9Yg/TWUhdlEZneI/AAAAAAAACoQ/sUIp40KAo5U/s72-c/660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1924359909609511075</id><published>2011-04-07T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T22:31:46.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>praying for the nations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrvhRc_MREQ/TZ3KkYkesKI/AAAAAAAACz0/zUVTTf2hr-A/s1600/IMG_0867.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrvhRc_MREQ/TZ3KkYkesKI/AAAAAAAACz0/zUVTTf2hr-A/s400/IMG_0867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592849038683582626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5kbr_YEIxk/TZ2pCspzXzI/AAAAAAAACzs/PVu__Nqlck8/s1600/IMG_0855.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v5kbr_YEIxk/TZ2pCspzXzI/AAAAAAAACzs/PVu__Nqlck8/s400/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592812176075349810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Talking to men for God is a great thing, but talking to God for men is greater still." -E.M. Bounds&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an amazing day, serving together with an amazing team all because of our amazing God. Many were moved to tears. Lord, You have told us that if your people would pray You will heal our land as we seek Your Holy face. We'll turn from all our wicked ways, hear from Heaven even now as we've prayed! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God answered one of my prayers on this very day, one that I had spent too much time worrying. I actually freaked myself out and lost sleep over it. I was brought back down on my knees and there He heard my cry. I really need this and i'm going to schedule this more often. &lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-1924359909609511075?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1924359909609511075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1924359909609511075' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1924359909609511075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1924359909609511075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2011/04/prayed-for-nations.html' title='praying for the nations'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrvhRc_MREQ/TZ3KkYkesKI/AAAAAAAACz0/zUVTTf2hr-A/s72-c/IMG_0867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1805499696265426962</id><published>2010-11-29T08:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:52:44.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Start well, End well!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TPMLyIvaa2I/AAAAAAAACzY/pI_8HIOHT2I/s1600/2010-11-03%2B160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TPMLyIvaa2I/AAAAAAAACzY/pI_8HIOHT2I/s400/2010-11-03%2B160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544788522190924642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life has been a flurry of activities, life changing events... I don't know who ever comes here any longer. Maybe that's why I've finally decided to update this space haha. I'm hearing jingle bells already, 2 more weeks to Christmas break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end-quarter symptoms are showing once again. This coming week is another highly stressful one... the intensity of 5 modules is breathing down my neck. 2 essays due, 10 pages each and I'm at zero word count! 1 report and preparing for RFKC (Royal Family Kid's Camp) training this Sat. I'm doing a session for the counselors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This final year has been really tough. I woke up this morning wondering if I am going to make it, or if anything I do would make a difference anyway. But i guess whether or not it does, at least I can say I tried and gave it my all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know some people that holds the most stressful jobs in an ever fluctuating environment. But yet each time I see them, they have this smile on their faces, genuine happiness in their hearts and always so calm and objective. It makes me wonder... are they for real? Such an inspiration. It's a choice to make! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really by the grace of God that I've come this far and I also got to say that God has sent me a special angel who's been so encouraging and loving! I'm reminded of how everything is made beautiful in His time and we just gotta keep trusting Him even when the future seems bleak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-1805499696265426962?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1805499696265426962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1805499696265426962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1805499696265426962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1805499696265426962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/11/start-well-end-well.html' title='Start well, End well!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TPMLyIvaa2I/AAAAAAAACzY/pI_8HIOHT2I/s72-c/2010-11-03%2B160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7232996122664762508</id><published>2010-09-20T08:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T08:22:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When u hit rock bottom only way is up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When you think you've hit the bottom and the  bottom gives way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And you fall into a darkness; no words can explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And  you don't know how you make it out alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus will meet you  there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When the doctor says "I'm sorry we don't know what else to  do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And you're looking at your family wondering how they'll make it  through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever road this life takes you down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus will meet you  there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When the jury says "guilty" and the prison doors  close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When the one you love says nothing; just packs up and goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When the  sunlight comes and your world's still dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus will meet you there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When you've failed again and all your second  chances have been used&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And the heavy weight of guilt and shame is crushing  down on you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And all you have is one last cry for help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus will meet you  there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When you realize the dreams you've had for your  child won't come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When the phone rings in the middle of the night with  tragic news&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whatever valley you must walk through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus will meet you  there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;He knows&lt;/span&gt;  the way to wherever you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;He knows  &lt;/span&gt;the way to the depths of your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;He knows&lt;/span&gt; the way cos' He's already been where  you're going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jesus will meet you there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He will meet you  there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Jesus met me  right there :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-7232996122664762508?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7232996122664762508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7232996122664762508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7232996122664762508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7232996122664762508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-u-hit-rock-bottom-only-way-is-up.html' title='When u hit rock bottom only way is up!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4596200521132831141</id><published>2010-08-10T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:58:15.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><title type='text'>Been up to</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TGF1nxz9ZYI/AAAAAAAACyo/KwgSHzG1u6g/s1600/BSG+National+Day+Outing+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TGF1nxz9ZYI/AAAAAAAACyo/KwgSHzG1u6g/s400/BSG+National+Day+Outing+088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503809545870075266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TGF086PDtlI/AAAAAAAACyg/x6laYOfHVHA/s1600/BSG+National+Day+Outing+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TGF086PDtlI/AAAAAAAACyg/x6laYOfHVHA/s400/BSG+National+Day+Outing+093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503808809396844114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am officially in the clouds with church history. And it's not a "Cloud Nine" feeling. Thankful for the long weekend though! I love cycling, I go so fast that it's perpetually windy. I get to explore much more than my feet can. I love prawning, the excitement of catching and cooking it alive. Sounds evil I know. I love kite flying, it takes my breath away... big fields please! Got to do all these with my Bible Study Group (BSG) which made it all the more awesome! I think most people have grown out of their city ways as well. I like!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-4596200521132831141?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4596200521132831141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4596200521132831141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4596200521132831141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4596200521132831141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-up-to.html' title='Been up to'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TGF1nxz9ZYI/AAAAAAAACyo/KwgSHzG1u6g/s72-c/BSG+National+Day+Outing+088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-9115650456634025564</id><published>2010-07-29T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T00:37:06.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TFGjBj29hfI/AAAAAAAACyY/6YH_q7Qj1mE/s1600/june+part2+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TFGjBj29hfI/AAAAAAAACyY/6YH_q7Qj1mE/s400/june+part2+094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499355867197048306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eccl 7:4 "The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning..." Saying goodbye can never be an easy thing to do but it's happen for all of us at least once in our lifetime. Ah Kong, Auntie Dolly's father passed away 2 days ago at the age of 81. He was like a grandpa to me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seen him in and out of the hospital from one who went out daily with his &lt;i&gt;kakis&lt;/i&gt; to eat the best food in town, to being cared for almost 24/7 and yet he was still very much alive! He makes me ashamed of myself, for sometimes half-living day to day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know for you, but for me, funerals are for the living not the dead. It's a time that brings sweet remembrance, healing, a proper closure and permission to move on. Thank you Ah Kong for being the life of a party, for showing me that I must live and enjoy the abundant life in Christ!&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/7779503976564351840-9115650456634025564?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/9115650456634025564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=9115650456634025564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/9115650456634025564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/9115650456634025564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/07/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TFGjBj29hfI/AAAAAAAACyY/6YH_q7Qj1mE/s72-c/june+part2+094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-848965621365036076</id><published>2010-07-21T18:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:58:04.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for this, i have Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TEbuOvquhII/AAAAAAAACyQ/lpDWxIexcf8/s1600/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TEbuOvquhII/AAAAAAAACyQ/lpDWxIexcf8/s400/s320x240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496342332333524098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just want to climb into bed and curl up like a fetus. A little cloud of worry has drifted in and sat itself on my forehead. I hate grey feelings, it's not black nor white. I'm not an iron lady, I'm just a big kid inside.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't see what the future holds. I can only see what is before me today, what I will do in the next few hours. I can go about telling others how to fight their giants but I'm terribly timid when it comes to fighting my own. I annoy myself with my timidity.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-848965621365036076?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/848965621365036076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=848965621365036076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/848965621365036076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/848965621365036076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/07/for-this-i-have-jesus.html' title='for this, i have Jesus'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TEbuOvquhII/AAAAAAAACyQ/lpDWxIexcf8/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8474243477850246452</id><published>2010-07-17T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T21:19:29.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>while it's raining outside...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TEL-pqum8KI/AAAAAAAACyI/SN0_CoIPgEo/s1600/Last+days+in+Melb+475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TEL-pqum8KI/AAAAAAAACyI/SN0_CoIPgEo/s400/Last+days+in+Melb+475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495234487143297186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I should type something here hahah. Something bright and cheery! I know you must be thinking FINALLY eh? Hope I didn't leave you in a dangle. It's been so long I don't even know how to start talking about everything. So much has happened, so much has changed. I did quite a bit during the holidays from Israel, Turkey to Melbourne! I love to travel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm 22 now and into my 2nd year at EAST! This quarter is one crazy one with 9am-9pm classes. Felt a little disheartened at the beginning of this week with the copious amounts of readings. Yet when I look back on the past year, I survived by the grace of God, time and time again so what's another year eh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-8474243477850246452?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8474243477850246452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8474243477850246452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8474243477850246452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8474243477850246452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/07/while-its-raining-outside.html' title='while it&apos;s raining outside...'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/TEL-pqum8KI/AAAAAAAACyI/SN0_CoIPgEo/s72-c/Last+days+in+Melb+475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4838426553319551272</id><published>2010-05-01T09:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:38:01.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S-mjaEsVcRI/AAAAAAAACxo/YF6NW7Qgxt4/s1600/Israel+Day+1+294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470082890749800722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S-mjaEsVcRI/AAAAAAAACxo/YF6NW7Qgxt4/s400/Israel+Day+1+294.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S-mdLNWGdgI/AAAAAAAACxg/LcnlxGj0FSA/s1600/Israel+Day+1+344.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470070197645678242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S-mX3PMfFqI/AAAAAAAACxQ/pEb5TwhCxnQ/s400/Israel+Day+1+304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470075218489087730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S-mcbfS1lvI/AAAAAAAACxY/7mmw6GuhZF0/s400/Israel+Day+1+298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S-mW_9Q7API/AAAAAAAACxA/q6nA4bfthOs/s1600/Israel+Day+1+321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470069247939641586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S-mW_9Q7API/AAAAAAAACxA/q6nA4bfthOs/s400/Israel+Day+1+321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shalom! It's 9pm here, Singapore time 2am. This is going to be a short post because I am absolutely bushed out after the 14 hrs flight and immediately starting our adventure through the various Biblical sites. During the drive from the aiport, I was struck by the green I saw. Certainly wasn't how I pictured Israel! Apparently many trees were planted following the independence war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, just found out I have to wake up at 5am! Zzzzz so I shall just tell about these pictures here. They were taken at Beth Shemesh ("house of the sun") This city, assigned to the Levites, marked the historical border between Israel and the Philistines. This was where Samson lived! I can't believe I'm here! Very excited for tomorrow. Will show you soon the interesting food (pita, hummus &amp;amp; ultra sweet deserts) that I've been eating. Stay tuned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-4838426553319551272?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4838426553319551272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4838426553319551272' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4838426553319551272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4838426553319551272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/05/israel-day-1.html' title='Israel Day 1'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S-mjaEsVcRI/AAAAAAAACxo/YF6NW7Qgxt4/s72-c/Israel+Day+1+294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5040755790680831388</id><published>2010-04-07T17:08:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:40:36.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>EAST 2010 /2011 Student Council</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457330278924599026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S7xU-XlIvvI/AAAAAAAACwo/iqiXSNDZf-Y/s400/DSCF4335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457341464285423458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S7xfJcS-J2I/AAAAAAAACw4/kib74as6tm4/s400/DSCF4330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S7xNbeR0v1I/AAAAAAAACwg/lTRNQo-kJeI/s1600/DSCF4342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457321982845828946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S7xNbeR0v1I/AAAAAAAACwg/lTRNQo-kJeI/s400/DSCF4342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can only lead by following close to Jesus! Today, was our school's AGM. 3 Singaporeans, 3 from China and a Korean have been elected. Ee Foo is President! Woho! We were given 30 sec for a speech. I really did not expect this! In fact, when I was first approached sometime ago, I immediately declined it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, I felt there were much more capable people than I. My average busy-ness and ministry commitments were also a high concern. I was calculating the cost of many things and carefully planning out how I would get through each quarter, ignorning the very fact that it is God who enables me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I did not hear a clear loud voice of God if you are thinking so. Amongst the 14 names that were nominated, 7 were to be elected into the new council. I just told God that I am now willing and His will be done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, so I trust that this appointment, at this special point in my life, is from God. It's part of my growing. I will cast my fears behind me, believe who He is and what He says about me, and believe in obedience to His word. I look forward to an exciting new academic year with this SC, as we serve our beloved friends at EAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The Lord will fulfill his purpose for me; your love, O Lord, endures forever- do not abandon the works of your hands." Psalm 138:8. I will let this promise sink deep into my heart and mind. &lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-5040755790680831388?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5040755790680831388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5040755790680831388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5040755790680831388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5040755790680831388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/04/east-2010-2011-student-council.html' title='EAST 2010 /2011 Student Council'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S7xU-XlIvvI/AAAAAAAACwo/iqiXSNDZf-Y/s72-c/DSCF4335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8748898560094956956</id><published>2010-04-03T20:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T14:11:16.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>83rd Enrolment Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455893764539664866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S7c6eOenyeI/AAAAAAAACwQ/-MITuf-5LYo/s400/DSCF4239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S7c9P5e7pjI/AAAAAAAACwY/f5X38vqWWos/s1600/DSCF4243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455896816920536626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S7c9P5e7pjI/AAAAAAAACwY/f5X38vqWWos/s400/DSCF4243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God is faithful. God is near. God is at work! Thank you to those who knew about this and was praying for me. I could not have faced it alone. It was an intense week, I felt like the wick of a candle that was almost about to burn itself away... then God used this sharing that I prepared for to encourage my heart. I am a weak lamb so in need of my Shepherd! Grateful to be learning to let my emotions take me to God instead of away from Him. I need to keep coming back to the cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Good Friday &amp;amp; Easter, everybody!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-8748898560094956956?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8748898560094956956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8748898560094956956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8748898560094956956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8748898560094956956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/04/83rd-enrolment-service.html' title='83rd Enrolment Service'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S7c6eOenyeI/AAAAAAAACwQ/-MITuf-5LYo/s72-c/DSCF4239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6197167913882685922</id><published>2010-03-29T20:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:38:57.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I absolutely can't wait!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;Itinerary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 10 (Mon)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Evening check-in Changi Airport for a late evening departure for Istanbul aboard Turkish Airlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 11 (Tues)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Transit in Istanbul for a short time early in the morning and arrive in Israel mid-morning. After clearing immigration we board a bus and travel a short distance to see what life was like in Bible times- including the food we will get to eat for lunch! We stop at&lt;strong&gt; Bet&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Shemesh&lt;/strong&gt; overlooking the &lt;strong&gt;Sorek Valley&lt;/strong&gt; where Samson lived and where the ox cart came from the Philistines carrying the Ark of the Covenant. We continue south to the &lt;strong&gt;Elah&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Valley&lt;/strong&gt; where David defeated Goliath. We drive up into the &lt;strong&gt;Judean Hill Country&lt;/strong&gt; and spend the night at a community developed by Finnish Christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 12 (Wed)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We drive along the Coastal Plain to &lt;strong&gt;Caesarea&lt;/strong&gt;, on the coastline of the &lt;strong&gt;Mediterranean Sea&lt;/strong&gt;. It was here that Peter preached in Cornelius' home and later Paul was imprisoned for 2 years. We continue north to &lt;strong&gt;Mt. Carmel&lt;/strong&gt;- where Elijah took a stand for God against the prophets Baal. After lunch, we walk through the strategic city, &lt;strong&gt;Megiddo&lt;/strong&gt;, which Solomon fortified. We will cross the&lt;strong&gt; Valley of Jezreel (Valley of Armageddon)&lt;/strong&gt; and experience what life would have been life in &lt;strong&gt;Nazareth&lt;/strong&gt; during the time of Christ. We will then descend into the Rift Valley to the &lt;strong&gt;Sea of Galilee&lt;/strong&gt; where we check into our lakeside hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 13 (Thurs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We travel through &lt;strong&gt;upper Galilee&lt;/strong&gt; on our way to&lt;strong&gt; Hazor&lt;/strong&gt;, the largest city of Palestine during the days of Joshua and Solomon. In &lt;strong&gt;Dan&lt;/strong&gt; we will climb the steps leading to the altar where Jeroboam placed a golden calk when the nation divided. We stop at &lt;strong&gt;Caesarea Philippi&lt;/strong&gt; where Peter confessed Jesus to be the Messiah. We go up to the&lt;strong&gt; Golan Heights&lt;/strong&gt; and see some of the plains of &lt;strong&gt;Bashan&lt;/strong&gt;. Later, we will stop by the eastern shore of the &lt;strong&gt;Sea of Galilee&lt;/strong&gt; and see where Jesus healed a demonic and a herd of pigs rushed over the cliff and drowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;May 14 (Fri)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Today the focus on sites from the life of Christ. We travel by boat across the &lt;strong&gt;Sea of Galilee&lt;/strong&gt; and view the "&lt;strong&gt;Jesus Boat&lt;/strong&gt;" which shows the size of boats used by fishermen in that area during the first century. Jesus preached the Sermon on the Mount on the&lt;strong&gt; Mount of the Beatitudes&lt;/strong&gt;. More of Jesus' recorded miracles were performed in Capernaum than any other city. We climb &lt;strong&gt;Mt. Arbel&lt;/strong&gt; to overview significant biblical sites on the shores of the &lt;strong&gt;Sea of&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Galilee&lt;/strong&gt; before going to a baptismal site of the &lt;strong&gt;Jordan River&lt;/strong&gt;. At sunset, we still start the Sabbath with a special evening meal at our lakeside hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 15 (Sat)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We visit 2 biblical sites along the southern edge of the &lt;strong&gt;Valley of Jezreel: Ein-Harod&lt;/strong&gt;- the spring where Gideon selected 300 men for his army and&lt;strong&gt; Bet Shean&lt;/strong&gt;-where the Philistines hung bodies of Saul and Jonathan after Israel's defeat. We follow the &lt;strong&gt;Jordan River&lt;/strong&gt; until we reach the &lt;strong&gt;Dead Sea&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Qumran&lt;/strong&gt; where the &lt;strong&gt;Dead Sea Scrolls&lt;/strong&gt; were discovered. We stop by &lt;strong&gt;Ein Gedi&lt;/strong&gt; where David hid near when he fled from Saul. We will then check into our hotel along the southern shores of the &lt;strong&gt;Dead Sea&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 16 (Sun)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After breakfast we set out for &lt;strong&gt;Masada&lt;/strong&gt;, which Herod the Great fortified and where the Jews had their final resistance against the Romans until A.D. 73. We continue on to&lt;strong&gt; Beersheva&lt;/strong&gt;, the home area of Abraham and Isaac. Upon returning to our hotel, we have the late afternoon free to relax, reflect on what we've learned and experienced, and enjoy an "unsinkable swim" in the &lt;strong&gt;Dead Sea&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 17 (Mon)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We drive north along the &lt;strong&gt;Dead Sea&lt;/strong&gt; and stop at &lt;strong&gt;Jericho&lt;/strong&gt;, the first city the Israelites conqured when they entered the Promised Land. We travel up the road of the Good Samaritan through the &lt;strong&gt;Judean Wilderness&lt;/strong&gt; and stop at "Genesis Land" to experience what life was like for Abraham when he arrived in the Promised Land. After lunch, we continue uphill to get our first glimpse of Jerusalem and the &lt;strong&gt;Temple Mount&lt;/strong&gt;. We walk down the &lt;strong&gt;Mount of Olives&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;Garden of Gethsemane&lt;/strong&gt; where Jesus was betrayed. We check into our hotel located near the old City of &lt;strong&gt;Jerusalem&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 18 (Tues)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We enter the &lt;strong&gt;Old City of Jerusalem&lt;/strong&gt; via the &lt;strong&gt;Dung Gate&lt;/strong&gt; and walk to the &lt;strong&gt;Wailing Wall&lt;/strong&gt; where many religious Jews come to pray. We follow a tunnel along the &lt;strong&gt;Western Wall&lt;/strong&gt; and see some of the large stones Herod the Great used in the construction of the &lt;strong&gt;Temple&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Mount&lt;/strong&gt;. A short distance away is the fortress&lt;strong&gt; Antonia&lt;/strong&gt; where Pilate condemned Christ to death. We then follow the &lt;strong&gt;Via Dolorosa&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;Church of the Holy Sepulcher&lt;/strong&gt;, the site of the crucifixion. We walk through the &lt;strong&gt;Jewish Quarter&lt;/strong&gt; and see a section of the wall Hezekiah fortified. Observing remnants of a home destroyed in 70 A.D. helps us better understand the setting of the Book of Hebrews. Later we visit the &lt;strong&gt;Upper Room&lt;/strong&gt; where Jesus celebrated the Last Supper with His disciples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;May 19 (Wed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We walk up to the &lt;strong&gt;Temple Mount&lt;/strong&gt; area. Upon leaving, we go a short distance to the &lt;strong&gt;Pool of Bethesda&lt;/strong&gt; where Jesus healed the crippled man. After lunch we travel a few kilometers south to Bethlehem's &lt;strong&gt;Shepherd's Fields&lt;/strong&gt; where the angels told the Shepherds of Christ's birth. We go into &lt;strong&gt;Bethlehem&lt;/strong&gt; itself and vist the anscient Church of the Nativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 20 (Thurs)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The &lt;strong&gt;City of David&lt;/strong&gt; is where we start our day and proceed to the nearby &lt;strong&gt;Pool of Siloam&lt;/strong&gt;, where Jesus sent the blind man to wash and be healed. At the&lt;strong&gt; Israel Museum&lt;/strong&gt; we'll see the &lt;strong&gt;Dead Sea Scrolls&lt;/strong&gt; display and view a &lt;strong&gt;scale-model of Jerusalem&lt;/strong&gt; as it was in the time of Christ. After lunch there is time for shopping! rest, or sightseeing in the Old City. In the mid-afternoon, a trip to the &lt;strong&gt;Holocaust Memorial&lt;/strong&gt;. In the evening we celebrate a &lt;strong&gt;traditional Passover&lt;/strong&gt; dinner in the small village of Ein Kerem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 21 (Fri)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After breakfast, we gather at the &lt;strong&gt;Garden Tomb&lt;/strong&gt; where we remember Christ's death and resurrection with a&lt;strong&gt; communion service&lt;/strong&gt;. We have a final lunch together celebrating all that we learnt before travelling to the airport for departure to Istanbul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 21-25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My own &lt;strong&gt;Turkey&lt;/strong&gt; Extension! Backpacking! Palaces, Museums, Cafes here I comeee :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-6197167913882685922?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6197167913882685922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6197167913882685922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6197167913882685922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6197167913882685922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-absolutely-cant-wait.html' title='I absolutely can&apos;t wait!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7614205338628160077</id><published>2010-03-17T16:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T18:02:55.474+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>Blood Donation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S6CU00uUGdI/AAAAAAAACv4/5TzQNqR17nk/s1600-h/DSCF4173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449519184345307602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S6CU00uUGdI/AAAAAAAACv4/5TzQNqR17nk/s400/DSCF4173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today at the library, there was this blood donation drive organised by red cross. Was kind of bored with the books and I just had this urge in me to do it. Totally unplanned for, a last minute decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know that there will be so many procedures, forms to fill in and questions asked by the Doctor but I was excited, this would be my first donation! I passed all the requirements. Since I went for a run this morning, I must have become healthier haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurses were really nice and friendly. However, as I sat on that bench and looked away (did not want to see the needle poking into me)... they couldn't find my vein! Kept telling me to squeeze the ball in my palm tighter. I did! So tight that the ball has my fingernail marks. They rubbed my arm, called the Doctor to come, but in the end they told me my veins are way too small. My heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one get bigger veins? Mop floor and handwash clothes? I'll be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-7614205338628160077?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7614205338628160077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7614205338628160077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7614205338628160077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7614205338628160077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/03/blood-donation.html' title='Blood Donation'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S6CU00uUGdI/AAAAAAAACv4/5TzQNqR17nk/s72-c/DSCF4173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6112369518104326716</id><published>2010-03-13T09:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:53:44.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>Witnessing at Bugis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447925054498021058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5rq-QROHsI/AAAAAAAACvo/vlVogfAYHws/s400/DSCF4151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Target: Fan Club of some Chinese singer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447922934084400786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5rpC1HN9pI/AAAAAAAACvg/IhKIGITczm0/s400/DSCF4149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seeds being planted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447926078995663106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5rr540fiQI/AAAAAAAACvw/LSCi131rksU/s400/DSCF4153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sharing stories and reports at Macs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was a great opportunity to get into one-on-one conversations with teenage girls who were just standing around for hours and hours in wait for their "ou xiang" to appear. I started most of my conversations using a survey of religious belief. To my surprise, many were willing to do it. Maybe to kill time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was able to get into 4 good conversations and shared the gospel using the Four Spiritual Laws. I was reminded of how wrong I am to assume that people don't want to hear about God! Tonight, as I prepare Bible study on the Samaritan woman at the well, God highlights it to me that we can reach unsaved people when we go out to where they are and talk with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Many of them knew that Jesus died on the cross, but what does it mean for them? Many understood that they were sinners, but never heard about the Judgement Day. They are waiting to hear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe that those I have talked to will go home and think about it, while I go home and pray for them. One girl (Rachel) was really open and interested in learning more. She gave me her phone number and I hope to follow up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have much to learn regarding witnessing and I often feel like I could have presented it in a better way, worded it differently but I have to remind myself that it takes practice and it is better to say something than nothing at all. I am glad that God can also use weak vessels to accomplish His purposes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7779503976564351840-6112369518104326716?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6112369518104326716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6112369518104326716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6112369518104326716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6112369518104326716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/03/witnessing-at-bugis.html' title='Witnessing at Bugis'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5rq-QROHsI/AAAAAAAACvo/vlVogfAYHws/s72-c/DSCF4151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5632091957113419769</id><published>2010-03-12T10:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T01:43:02.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>After hours of hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447579517466293698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5mwtWhFtcI/AAAAAAAACvI/AEJXeTJzL9s/s400/DSCF4130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447580959382334978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5myBSEqbgI/AAAAAAAACvQ/m9OEXzfPwVA/s400/DSCF4135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447582483955638930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5mzaBjQ4pI/AAAAAAAACvY/BDFCIyCejlQ/s400/DSCF4147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5mut9LtBGI/AAAAAAAACvA/9XWpYinDf34/s1600-h/aspiretimeline1810red1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447577328822322274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5mut9LtBGI/AAAAAAAACvA/9XWpYinDf34/s400/aspiretimeline1810red1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too bad, I wasn't spotted for this freebie but I got a great deal as well! The crowd was crazy and it was only the first day. Fiddling around now with my new Acer Aspire 1410 and I really like it! It's a mere 1.4kg, soo light compared to my HP which was probably 3.5kg? I can now easily pop it into my bag and out of the house I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battery life is also fantastic! Able to last for at least 8 hours. With a 3 year warranty, it can't go that wrong! They say it is the in between of a netbook and notebook. I love the ruby red colour too, something different. The 11.6 inch screen is easy on the eyes. Though it seems relatively small, the keyboard layout is just right. Not too crammed together. They should hire me to advertise if I continue on about it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayed and prayed for a reasonable price, something suitable to meet my needs and I think this is perfect! Even in purchases, I believe God leads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-5632091957113419769?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5632091957113419769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5632091957113419769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5632091957113419769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5632091957113419769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-hunt.html' title='After hours of hunting'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5mwtWhFtcI/AAAAAAAACvI/AEJXeTJzL9s/s72-c/DSCF4130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-81701788383102225</id><published>2010-03-08T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:07:33.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Think positive! Be positive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5ZCj8JB1MI/AAAAAAAACu4/Dgual9bY5Vk/s1600-h/DSCF4111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5ZCj8JB1MI/AAAAAAAACu4/Dgual9bY5Vk/s400/DSCF4111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446613984558044354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss some of my best girlfriends, I miss my laptop! Hope to find a netbook at the IT fair this Thursday. If you didn't know, my HP crashed on me about a week ago. I think every student has at least experienced this frustration once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is erupting with zits and my whole body still aches from the Inter-college games day. Ugh the crazy hot weather's finally gotten to me. The sky looks grey and the air completely still tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am now into week 6 of my last quarter for year 1! 5 more weeks to go before final exams (again). I nap in most of my bus rides to and back from school in order to catch up on my lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2:37am as I type. Why am I still here? Well I realized that since neglecting this space, many have missed out on happenings in my life. Actually, I'm doing this especially for you girls around the world. You know who you are :) so we can stay in touch with each other's life. Hurry up and come back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I bought tom yum cup noodles to put in my locker!  As much as I complain about the stress faced from the amount of assignments given, I love going to school. Wait... rather, I love the people at school, truly! Fern, Foo and Fong. We're called the 3 musketeers. Both their birthdays fall on the same day this weekend and I just can't thank God enough for bringing them into my life! God faithfully uses them to encourage me. I enjoy their company to bits, they make studying in the library fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how everyone looks forward to weekends? I don't. I love my weekdays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-81701788383102225?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/81701788383102225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=81701788383102225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/81701788383102225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/81701788383102225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/03/think-positive-be-positive.html' title='Think positive! Be positive.'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S5ZCj8JB1MI/AAAAAAAACu4/Dgual9bY5Vk/s72-c/DSCF4111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8482968373604280709</id><published>2010-02-20T15:25:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:10:26.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><title type='text'>Went out to play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3-VaBaey0I/AAAAAAAACuo/7XRs4AW66TU/s1600-h/CNY+Break+Easties+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440225555734501122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3-QUcOOlwI/AAAAAAAACuI/Ez2Qymzmu0g/s400/CNY+Break+Easties+001.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440224234065448594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3-PHgnxTpI/AAAAAAAACuA/TLmCvl4_JEY/s400/CNY+Break+Easties+137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440227667290197954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3-SPWYVj8I/AAAAAAAACuY/IxRd9CLHrJo/s400/CNY+Break+Easties+166.JPG" /&gt;When we got sick of being in front of the computers! Have I mention that there's this thing about my kites being stuck in the tree or flying far far away?&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-8482968373604280709?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8482968373604280709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8482968373604280709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8482968373604280709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8482968373604280709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/02/went-out-to-play.html' title='Went out to play'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3-QUcOOlwI/AAAAAAAACuI/Ez2Qymzmu0g/s72-c/CNY+Break+Easties+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4210331115028299197</id><published>2010-02-15T19:52:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:56:38.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>God knows my size</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3k5j0CEBpI/AAAAAAAACtw/5h7xAreRTe0/s1600-h/CNY09+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438441312452085394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3k5j0CEBpI/AAAAAAAACtw/5h7xAreRTe0/s400/CNY09+025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3k4hhesNzI/AAAAAAAACto/iymT55dFLTc/s1600-h/CNY09+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438440173600519986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3k4hhesNzI/AAAAAAAACto/iymT55dFLTc/s400/CNY09+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3k3VYvyJ4I/AAAAAAAACtg/-Pq-sZPNVbk/s1600-h/CNY09+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438438865586235266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3k3VYvyJ4I/AAAAAAAACtg/-Pq-sZPNVbk/s400/CNY09+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This CNY, I had no time to go out and get anything to wear! You know the whole tradition of getting something new? Heh, the woes of being a girl and wanting to dress up. Got to admit that I wasn't really looking forward to all the celebration. No family, nothing to wear, datelines, no mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a simple reunion dinner at Grandma's on Saturday and I decided to stayover. Was working on an essay at the kitchen counter when I got a call... about 10 mins before the clock striked 12, I received a bag of brand new clothes. I couldn't believe it! Felt like cinderella. My friend's girlfriend who owns a blogshop came all the way to the void deck to give me some absolutely lovely pieces of clothes which fits me perfect! Thank you so much, tiff! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I tried on a blouse and looked into the mirror, the passage from Matthew 6 which mich shared during prayer meeting on Friday came to mind. "...will I not much &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; clothe you (Lydia), O you of little faith?" I teared and teared. God knows my very heart and there is such comfort in that! This was like my Valentine's Day gift from Him, felt super duperrr loved. Instead of sadness and loneliness, I was filled with the joy of the Lord. As nice as a man's love may be, God's love far surpasses it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, more ang-baos and bah gua. Happy Chinese New Year everyone! Dong-dong-qiang! &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/7779503976564351840-4210331115028299197?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4210331115028299197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4210331115028299197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4210331115028299197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4210331115028299197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/02/god-knows-my-size.html' title='God knows my size'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3k5j0CEBpI/AAAAAAAACtw/5h7xAreRTe0/s72-c/CNY09+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8845653844236360749</id><published>2010-02-06T20:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:45:52.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings...'/><title type='text'>Give it to Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3At6SdZdpI/AAAAAAAACtY/2qbE1p-htzE/s1600-h/DSCF3938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435895229646993042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3At6SdZdpI/AAAAAAAACtY/2qbE1p-htzE/s400/DSCF3938.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too often, I find myself focusing on what I expect out of myself. Working long hours and wearing myself out. I've been trying so hard to be who God wants me to be with my own strength. &lt;em&gt;"My people have committed two sins: they have forsaken me, the spring of living water, and have dug their own cisterns, broken cisterns that cannot hold water." (Jeremiah 2:13)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Lydia, will an 'A' get you any faster into heaven?" Today, God showed me more clearly than ever my weaknesses.&lt;em&gt;"In vain you rise early and stay up late, toiling for food to eat- for he grants sleep to those he loves." (Psalm 127:2)&lt;/em&gt; At the end of the day, what really matters? I was never made to be independent or self-sufficient but to be dependent upon Jesus! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;, I don't mean to complain but I'm tired, tired of having to be strong. On the inside, I'm still a little girl in need of her Father's comfort and strength. Help me to draw upon Your strength, to feel Your strong arms holding me up. Love, Your daughter." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchmen stand guard in vain." (Psalm 127: 1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-8845653844236360749?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8845653844236360749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8845653844236360749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8845653844236360749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8845653844236360749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/02/give-it-to-jesus.html' title='Give it to Jesus'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S3At6SdZdpI/AAAAAAAACtY/2qbE1p-htzE/s72-c/DSCF3938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-2487057148697244989</id><published>2010-01-24T19:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:33:12.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>What a break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1xYXQN_RxI/AAAAAAAACtQ/YOfEd-WuSfM/s1600-h/2nd+Quater+Break+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430301021628967474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1xOAhmiqjI/AAAAAAAACtA/2QpOC9F_mrs/s400/DSCF3993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430309138398856338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1xVY-7SRJI/AAAAAAAACtI/rhKPgKMrjhg/s400/2nd+Quater+Break+023.JPG" /&gt;It has been a much needed holiday to relax, recharge and rejuvenate. I treasured this one week as I had a real fruitful time feeding my soul with things I love doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this week, I......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Watched movies-Did you hear about the Morgans, Julie &amp;amp; Julia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Went to East Coast to cycle, fly a kite and eat seafood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Went to West Coast for a picnic&lt;/div&gt;4) Brought my DSLR to Fort Canning Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Went to a 21st birthday party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Sang karaoke for the first time with my EASTerners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Spent time catching up on much needed sleep! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Walked around, Vivocity, Town, Haji Lane, Bugis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Cooked a western dinner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Visited the national museum (World of ancient Egypt) for free &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Bought yummy snacks from Muji &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) Took a train all the way down to the viewing gallery at airport &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) Ate lots of sushi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) Filed away all my 2nd Quarter notes (filled 3 big fat binders) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) Wrote thank you cards to people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to school tomorrow! I've classes every single day this 3rd Quarter and they all start at 9am meaning I've to leave the house by 720am! So off to catch some sleep now... God, please give me a big heart to absorb whatever learning experiences You have instore for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-2487057148697244989?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2487057148697244989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=2487057148697244989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2487057148697244989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2487057148697244989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-break.html' title='What a break'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1xOAhmiqjI/AAAAAAAACtA/2QpOC9F_mrs/s72-c/DSCF3993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7948350992415882604</id><published>2010-01-20T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:21:26.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><title type='text'>Put on your shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1aMdcUuCRI/AAAAAAAACsg/pmLLVjkTn4I/s1600-h/DSCF3959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428680838288902418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1aMdcUuCRI/AAAAAAAACsg/pmLLVjkTn4I/s400/DSCF3959.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went for a jog for the first time in a long long long time. It felt wonderful! Went to Chinese Garden, photo taken with my phone. I use to exercise most evenings with Lois back in Thailand but I've lost my stamina drastically ever since coming here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know school is not an excuse because excercising is one's responsibility. So yes, one of my new year's resolution is to start getting myself in shape again, to build up my immune system and enlarge my capacity to take long tiring days and nights (working on assignments) and be mentally strong too (extremely strong) haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-7948350992415882604?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7948350992415882604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7948350992415882604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7948350992415882604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7948350992415882604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/put-on-your-shoes.html' title='Put on your shoes'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1aMdcUuCRI/AAAAAAAACsg/pmLLVjkTn4I/s72-c/DSCF3959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7292492640641240540</id><published>2010-01-19T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:17:29.830+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1atFcXLQiI/AAAAAAAACsw/ij4NZ4_7_fY/s1600-h/P1030145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428716709866062370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1atFcXLQiI/AAAAAAAACsw/ij4NZ4_7_fY/s400/P1030145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know I have disappeared for the longest time. Been having one thing after another and it's already 2010! The family came and went, though I did not have a NYE post I just have to mention it now that God has really seen me through 2009 especially the last six months in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like a rubber band so stretched at times I could snap, was forced out of my comfort zone to do presentations and speeches, aching arm muscles from all the writings, making the library my 2nd home. And of course, the struggle of homesickness. I just kept asking God to keep me focus. In one of our weekly chapels, I was reminded to not let these "many things" bother me or cause me to lose sight of the "one thing" that is needful, Christ Himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My church was then also doing a Bible study on Hosea and one key lesson I took away was that though the people were offering their sacrifices and paid their dues, it was all lip service or a practice of tradition. They did not know Him. Likewise, going to EAST doesn't make me know God better than anyone else, knowing God does not stem from the position of what I do/learn but truly where my heart is and how I am seeking Him in my secret closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hosea 6:3 &lt;em&gt;"Let us acknowledge the Lord; let us press on to acknowledge him. As surely as the sun rises, he will appear; he will come to us like the winter rains, like the spring rains that water the earth."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am done with my 2nd Quater and am now on my one week break! It's been unbelievably great to have no schedule to follow, no deadlines to meet, going to bed without anything in mind, sit and chill out with friends for hours. So grateful for this chance to slow down! I'm going to cook dinner tonight. Promising more updates to come...&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-7292492640641240540?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7292492640641240540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7292492640641240540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7292492640641240540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7292492640641240540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2010/01/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/S1atFcXLQiI/AAAAAAAACsw/ij4NZ4_7_fY/s72-c/P1030145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6437730024066152886</id><published>2009-12-24T07:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T09:11:34.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>joy to the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SzKzquNyfLI/AAAAAAAACsY/hV2ZBzDT2Nc/s1600-h/December+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418590848221871282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SzKzquNyfLI/AAAAAAAACsY/hV2ZBzDT2Nc/s400/December+016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SzKwO3sN8LI/AAAAAAAACsQ/0Kzcrrazwn8/s1600-h/December+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418587071194198194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SzKwO3sN8LI/AAAAAAAACsQ/0Kzcrrazwn8/s400/December+027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like Christmas sneaked up on me- suddenly today is Christmas Eve! Where has this month gone to? I have not written any Christmas cards nor really done my shopping yet. Got to do all that in one afternoon! I hate being so last minute, but what to do... was frantically trying to complete assignments before another camp coming up this Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of all the gifts God has given to me this year, i think the greatest is to have the family all together this Christmas! Let's remember that Christ is the reason for this season. He came, to save a wretch like me. I have all reasons to sing and rejoice that You Lord Jesus, is my beautiful Saviour.&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-6437730024066152886?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6437730024066152886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6437730024066152886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6437730024066152886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6437730024066152886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/joy-to-world.html' title='joy to the world'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SzKzquNyfLI/AAAAAAAACsY/hV2ZBzDT2Nc/s72-c/December+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7860228730334270463</id><published>2009-12-02T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T01:21:10.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>In 18hrs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SxaaGFeS6QI/AAAAAAAACrw/pn_XhcJs5eU/s1600-h/being+happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410681431671367938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SxaaGFeS6QI/AAAAAAAACrw/pn_XhcJs5eU/s400/being+happy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will be the happiest girl in Singapore! Even though these 2 weeks are when all my major papers are due, though I am going for my wisdom tooth operation on Friday and even though I would probably be lacking a lot of sleep trying to spend as much quality time with them, juggling school work and the upcoming exams right after my Christmas break... I can barely wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-7860228730334270463?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7860228730334270463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7860228730334270463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7860228730334270463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7860228730334270463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-18hrs.html' title='In 18hrs...'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SxaaGFeS6QI/AAAAAAAACrw/pn_XhcJs5eU/s72-c/being+happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7910365996113656270</id><published>2009-11-20T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T00:53:45.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>$10.50</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwgZr3x1mYI/AAAAAAAACro/czPEgUItnn4/s1600/DSCF3302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406599594156333442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwgZr3x1mYI/AAAAAAAACro/czPEgUItnn4/s400/DSCF3302.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwXjKLiVVXI/AAAAAAAACrg/1cXQUB9CFkU/s1600/DSCF3291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405976691763139954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwXjKLiVVXI/AAAAAAAACrg/1cXQUB9CFkU/s400/DSCF3291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwXhZxsCwmI/AAAAAAAACrY/p9GYeVhIxcY/s1600/DSCF3286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405974760679195234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwXhZxsCwmI/AAAAAAAACrY/p9GYeVhIxcY/s400/DSCF3286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a heavy downpour, I had to get to MGS by 6pm so I hailed a cab from school. "Hello uncle! How has your day been?" surprised by my greeting, he replied a simple "Hi! It's ok." I hurriedly took out my notes to look through what I was going to share on and there this thought hit me. You are going to speak on evangelism, of how one should take every opportunity God gives to share His good news, why aren't you doing it now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was stuck in a horrible Bukit Timah jam but I knew that it was perfectly planned. After a bit of general talk, I decided to ask. "Uncle, what do you think about religion?" He laughed. "You are a Chrisitan right?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me he was sure he will go to Heaven because he hasn't been too bad of a person. We had a very interesting conversation. From evolution to salvation being too simple to get. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Uncle, you know you'll have everything to gain if God is true and if He is not, you'll have nothing to lose. Here is something I want you to have, please take some time to read it. I think this is something all of us really need." I paid my $10.50 cab fare which was worth every cent and as I opened the taxi door, he said "Thanks for the brochure, I will read it!" This totally made my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The workshop went well! Thanks to all who were keeping me in prayers. I spoke on these 5c's. Took a little more than 2 hrs in fact. God was just so faithful each step of the way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Command of God&lt;br /&gt;2) Compassion for the lost&lt;br /&gt;3) Change in attitude &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Communicate truth clearly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Commitment &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7779503976564351840-7910365996113656270?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7910365996113656270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7910365996113656270' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7910365996113656270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7910365996113656270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/11/1050.html' title='$10.50'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwgZr3x1mYI/AAAAAAAACro/czPEgUItnn4/s72-c/DSCF3302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-2753931031613884965</id><published>2009-11-19T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:14:13.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><title type='text'>Today, I share with you my spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwFdou63hwI/AAAAAAAACrQ/p-LPi3obSGU/s1600/DSCF3272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404703982192396034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwFdou63hwI/AAAAAAAACrQ/p-LPi3obSGU/s400/DSCF3272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwFZMW-D3xI/AAAAAAAACrI/G9mwdhb7QXk/s1600/DSCF3274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404699096680488722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwFZMW-D3xI/AAAAAAAACrI/G9mwdhb7QXk/s400/DSCF3274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This sem, I resolved anew to seize more opportunities to have solitude with God. On my way to school each morning, I take a stop at this spot (park of KK hospital). I am constantly amazed at the beauty God has created around me. Please keep me in your prayers tonight, doing a 2hr workshop on evangelism for MGS GB girls. Never talk so much before! ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is what the Lord says: Let not the wise man boast of his wisdom or the strong man boast of his strength or the rich man boast of his riches, but let him who boasts boast about this: &lt;em&gt;that he understands and knows me, that I am the LORD, &lt;/em&gt;who excercises kindness, justice and righteousness on earth, for in these I delight declares the Lord." Jeremiah 9:23-24&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/7779503976564351840-2753931031613884965?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2753931031613884965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=2753931031613884965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2753931031613884965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2753931031613884965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-share-with-you-my-spot.html' title='Today, I share with you my spot'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SwFdou63hwI/AAAAAAAACrQ/p-LPi3obSGU/s72-c/DSCF3272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-2731804447251051454</id><published>2009-11-10T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:00:47.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>11 yrs &amp; counting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402123559636387890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SvgywXzlSDI/AAAAAAAACqw/3K_PGNgBOfs/s400/Nov+09+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Svi-Wqmc4_I/AAAAAAAACrA/itUGWCJVszk/s1600-h/Nov+09+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402277049632875506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Svi-Wqmc4_I/AAAAAAAACrA/itUGWCJVszk/s400/Nov+09+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 21st Jesline!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this girl. If you know her, you'll know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-2731804447251051454?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2731804447251051454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=2731804447251051454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2731804447251051454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2731804447251051454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/11/11-yrs-counting.html' title='11 yrs &amp; counting!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SvgywXzlSDI/AAAAAAAACqw/3K_PGNgBOfs/s72-c/Nov+09+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1459303184927023086</id><published>2009-11-01T22:01:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:50:42.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answered prayer'/><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Su2WPHa8tmI/AAAAAAAACqo/zwQJslZqM1s/s1600-h/Prawning+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399136714721375842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Su2WPHa8tmI/AAAAAAAACqo/zwQJslZqM1s/s400/Prawning+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Su2VKfBj9qI/AAAAAAAACqg/wmzO4uWAlM4/s1600-h/2299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399135535646373538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Su2VKfBj9qI/AAAAAAAACqg/wmzO4uWAlM4/s400/2299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I first heard about my School's Holy Land Study Trip, I thought to myself if only... if only... if only. A couple of weeks later, this thought of wanting to go would not leave my mind. I pictured myself cupping my hands to drink water at the same spring where Gideon's band of 300 select men did the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that the experience there will cause me to never read scriptures the same way again. I could also earn 4 credits as we will be doing in-depth study of God's Word with the land of the Bible as backdrop and visual aid. What a package right! I began to think what harm would it be if it became a "wishful prayer" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To cut the long story short, after months this whole thing turned into an earnest prayer. I did not want to miss this once in a lifetime experience. Early bird registration was drawing near and the limited space was filling up quickly! I was anxious. "Father, you know I don't have the money, please provide if it is your will for me to go." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip cost $4299. Upon registration, I had to put down half of that amount for deposit. I had not shared this with anyone other than family so when I opened the above email and read it, I got the chills and tears in my eyes and a great big smile, followed by a crazy laugh all at the same time because I knew this was 101% God's hand in it! I received a love gift of $2299! Not more not less! His goodness to me in saving me and pouring blessings on me is far more than I deserve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This really stired the depths of my heart. There's another 2k to be raised but I am reminded that God is the one who can do &lt;strong&gt;"far more abundantly than all we can ask or think." &lt;/strong&gt;All glory and praise be to God!&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-1459303184927023086?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1459303184927023086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1459303184927023086' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1459303184927023086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1459303184927023086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/11/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Su2WPHa8tmI/AAAAAAAACqo/zwQJslZqM1s/s72-c/Prawning+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1390572243714082518</id><published>2009-10-28T18:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:06:14.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Prawning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397596903691014754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SugdyUVAUmI/AAAAAAAACpw/ITSepO8qjaY/s400/Prawning+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397608152415785922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SugoBFF-08I/AAAAAAAACqQ/Rl21mULko7g/s400/Prawning+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397597861357152882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SugeqD6Z6nI/AAAAAAAACp4/XfRyOo5-uTA/s400/Prawning+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397599877177248098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SuggfZbXiWI/AAAAAAAACqA/xOY_w45KpTk/s400/Prawning+041.JPG" /&gt;It was EAST day today and we had a prawning competition. I had so much fun! "I feel it, I feel it!" Just a gentle tug on my line, makes me jump out of the chair and get overly excited. At one stage, I caught two fellas in a span of ten minutes. Call it beginners luck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We later skewed them alive, sprinkled salt and put them on the BBQ pit to cook. Some of them were still struggling. When you eat into the flesh though, it was total shiokness! What an afternoon :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, life has not been any less crazy but I'm learning to manage my time a little better I think. Tomorrow= Old Testament test + 1 presentation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-1390572243714082518?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1390572243714082518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1390572243714082518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1390572243714082518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1390572243714082518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/10/prawning.html' title='Prawning!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SugdyUVAUmI/AAAAAAAACpw/ITSepO8qjaY/s72-c/Prawning+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8854096831339396217</id><published>2009-10-23T18:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T02:43:27.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3eY80uMkI/AAAAAAAACjg/gXqJTFERrUQ/s1600-h/BLgroup1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354180052238873154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3eY80uMkI/AAAAAAAACjg/gXqJTFERrUQ/s400/BLgroup1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3dKOpdaNI/AAAAAAAACjY/2hy9vZHMUFw/s1600-h/BLgroup2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354178699813808338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3dKOpdaNI/AAAAAAAACjY/2hy9vZHMUFw/s400/BLgroup2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are a group of girls that come together once a month to encourage each other in faith. Praise God for the meaningful times! Last Saturday, we met and talked about accepting the way God made us. I know this stuff. The whole "I am wonderfully made, in His image" I know it too well, but yet it's another thing when I truely believe and accept it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The "defects" (not smart enough, appearance etc.) I see in myself were designed by God to produce in me humility so He could give me more grace! It was such a needed reminder throughout this week, especially yesterday when I gave my first public speaking module speech (4 more to go!) I tried my best not to compare myself with others but rather look to the One who is still working on me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh boy, it's 2:30am now and I still need to stay up and catch up with my readings. It's goodbye to this weekend! Next week is going to get tougher. I will be taking block class = my entire Fri and Sat gone. 9am- 6pm classes. Woho! haha. Stress a friend or foe? (This is the topic for my next speech) Tell me about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-8854096831339396217?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8854096831339396217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8854096831339396217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8854096831339396217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8854096831339396217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/10/bright-lights.html' title='Bright Lights'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3eY80uMkI/AAAAAAAACjg/gXqJTFERrUQ/s72-c/BLgroup1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8891356204038985578</id><published>2009-10-15T20:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:09:59.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>Wisdom-T</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392827516720017362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/StcsDdUMb9I/AAAAAAAACpo/fPKG-_M2VMY/s400/scan0012.jpg" /&gt;I need to get my wisdom tooth extracted, my two bottom ones are impacted and there's a growing pain. Can't really see the X-ray here. Anyway, I dragged my feet to a private clinic the other day and I was shock to find out that surgery for one tooth cost $500! Yes, you read it right, just one. So, it'll cost me 1k to get both out! Crazily expensive right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went Googling and found out that I can use my parent's Medisave to claim some. Will be going to a Polyclinic to get a referral letter to the National Dental Centre. I hope my wait won't be too long! However, I will need a week's MC for recovery. Can't take that many days off school. How? Heard the pain is quite unbearable and I've low tolerance. I'm extremely petrified. Pray for me to know what to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-8891356204038985578?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8891356204038985578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8891356204038985578' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8891356204038985578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8891356204038985578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/10/wisdom-t.html' title='Wisdom-T'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/StcsDdUMb9I/AAAAAAAACpo/fPKG-_M2VMY/s72-c/scan0012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4178444322591938035</id><published>2009-10-11T19:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:20:39.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answered prayer'/><title type='text'>The good things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/StHGJqSBgKI/AAAAAAAACpg/eYY0dhezVSw/s1600-h/Joyce%27s+21st+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391308098210201762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/StHGJqSBgKI/AAAAAAAACpg/eYY0dhezVSw/s400/Joyce%27s+21st+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/StHEROfxGzI/AAAAAAAACpY/HVHfktYEyys/s1600-h/Joyce%27s+21st+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391306029167352626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/StHEROfxGzI/AAAAAAAACpY/HVHfktYEyys/s400/Joyce%27s+21st+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vietnamese wrap + Korean ingredients + Kimchi soup! Food fusion. Say hello to Simon, Sarah and their crazily cute little boys Joseph and Jonathan. They lived in Thailand for the past 10 years and Simon is my schoolmate now! Love speaking in our secret language. We are planning to go golden mile soon. I want to try some authentic thai food! Not the Thai express kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other news, Aragon is found! I got the call when I was in the library and I wanted to scream with joy. Too bad, could only let out a squeal haha. Thank you all for praying! &lt;em&gt;Prayer doesn't change God, it changes me - CS. Lewis. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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/7779503976564351840-4178444322591938035?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4178444322591938035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4178444322591938035' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4178444322591938035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4178444322591938035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-things.html' title='The good things'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/StHGJqSBgKI/AAAAAAAACpg/eYY0dhezVSw/s72-c/Joyce%27s+21st+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-618071544881013578</id><published>2009-10-07T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:43:18.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone missing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsyXhc03FcI/AAAAAAAACpQ/TxQEO7A5fBY/s1600-h/Lois%27s+15th+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389849454985024962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsyXhc03FcI/AAAAAAAACpQ/TxQEO7A5fBY/s400/Lois%27s+15th+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please Pray! It's been 2 nights, Aragon's absence has been especially hard for Lois. You all know how much she loves this buddy. I'm asking God to do the miraculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear with my heart&lt;br /&gt;to see with my soul&lt;br /&gt;to be guided by a hand I cannot hold&lt;br /&gt;to trust in a way that I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;that's what faith must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's What Faith Must Be" &lt;br /&gt;by Michael Card&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-618071544881013578?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/618071544881013578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=618071544881013578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/618071544881013578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/618071544881013578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/10/gone-missing.html' title='Gone missing...'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsyXhc03FcI/AAAAAAAACpQ/TxQEO7A5fBY/s72-c/Lois%27s+15th+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4901292059522309002</id><published>2009-10-02T23:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:48:20.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings...'/><title type='text'>i can do this for life (i think)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsYkvbEw9ZI/AAAAAAAACpA/XtaL8cjfyW8/s1600-h/1st+term+break+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388034401335571858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsYkvbEw9ZI/AAAAAAAACpA/XtaL8cjfyW8/s400/1st+term+break+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsYjMVI4bdI/AAAAAAAACo4/Wx5QPrjfJ10/s1600-h/1st+term+break+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388032698935176658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsYjMVI4bdI/AAAAAAAACo4/Wx5QPrjfJ10/s400/1st+term+break+013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Children are genuine, they don't hide, they don't pretend to be something they're not. It's when I'm with children that I truly feel like I'm not being judged, and there's no fear of wondering what they'll think of me. They just love you for who you are! I can dance around with them not feeling paiseh at all. You know it is a little different to be passing out coloring sheets and helping them write their names, instead of plowing through hundreds of pages of reading. It's time for me to head back... can I not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7779503976564351840-4901292059522309002?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4901292059522309002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4901292059522309002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4901292059522309002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4901292059522309002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-do-this-for-life-i-think.html' title='i can do this for life (i think)'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsYkvbEw9ZI/AAAAAAAACpA/XtaL8cjfyW8/s72-c/1st+term+break+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4821049210079762182</id><published>2009-10-01T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:50:30.897+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>I am blessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsThtlsJw9I/AAAAAAAACow/FS0fB5q8qfI/s1600-h/Term+break+trip+home+156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387679227569619922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsThtlsJw9I/AAAAAAAACow/FS0fB5q8qfI/s400/Term+break+trip+home+156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsThM3VbijI/AAAAAAAACoo/xHIvp6sILsE/s1600-h/Term+break+trip+home+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387678665370470962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsThM3VbijI/AAAAAAAACoo/xHIvp6sILsE/s400/Term+break+trip+home+159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging out with my beloved little friends and family, makes me feel on top of the world! These last few days, I rediscovered the joy of sleeping in, of long sits by sunny windows and bits of exploring the neighborhood. but mostly i just recharged, pamper myself haha (eating all my favourite thai dishes, shopping, playing out at Baan-nana, swimming) and its been so nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every night i fall asleep feeling full and contented in who I am in Christ. I cannot deny though that the thought of me returning so soon does put me down a little. I am reluctant to go back, and I feel incompetent once again to start my second quarter but yet I trust that it's when I'm an empty vessel, it's where God can work (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7779503976564351840-4821049210079762182?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4821049210079762182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4821049210079762182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4821049210079762182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4821049210079762182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-blessed.html' title='I am blessed'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SsThtlsJw9I/AAAAAAAACow/FS0fB5q8qfI/s72-c/Term+break+trip+home+156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-2260741099146507993</id><published>2009-09-27T19:12:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:26:42.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings...'/><title type='text'>they have blossom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr-ITBwYH_I/AAAAAAAACog/SCy2NTqjoMc/s1600-h/Baan-nana+September+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386173539828637682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr-ITBwYH_I/AAAAAAAACog/SCy2NTqjoMc/s400/Baan-nana+September+101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr9P8BSO9iI/AAAAAAAACoQ/vLeGaT0llbo/s1600-h/Baan-nana+September+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386111571914061346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr9P8BSO9iI/AAAAAAAACoQ/vLeGaT0llbo/s400/Baan-nana+September+087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr9MThlbU6I/AAAAAAAACn4/ro8s9A_EZiA/s1600-h/Baan-nana+September+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386107577674978210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr9MThlbU6I/AAAAAAAACn4/ro8s9A_EZiA/s400/Baan-nana+September+042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr9J5eospGI/AAAAAAAACnw/yIYDniyNQi4/s1600-h/Baan-nana+September+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386104931183535202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr9J5eospGI/AAAAAAAACnw/yIYDniyNQi4/s400/Baan-nana+September+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"P'Lydia!!" they screamed as they flew into my arms and I gave them a big hug. Today, is a day to just hold on to. Baan -nana is one of my favourite places on earth, where I can give my love but most of the time I feel like I receive so much more than I give! The kids are always happy and optimistic, making this a better world. So much has change hasn't it?! and it is so good. To God be the glory for the work that is going on! My thai is a little rusty but I managed to share a testimony, sing and pray! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-2260741099146507993?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2260741099146507993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=2260741099146507993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2260741099146507993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2260741099146507993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-have-blossom.html' title='they have blossom'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr-ITBwYH_I/AAAAAAAACog/SCy2NTqjoMc/s72-c/Baan-nana+September+101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-3035479149911561315</id><published>2009-09-26T22:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:37:54.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings...'/><title type='text'>Nothing like home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr4ktXnX-GI/AAAAAAAACnI/ERpWPQllj7c/s1600-h/DSC_5994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385782566233569378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr4ktXnX-GI/AAAAAAAACnI/ERpWPQllj7c/s400/DSC_5994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385783489804374626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr4ljIL0EmI/AAAAAAAACnQ/SZeJQtwZpTM/s400/DSC_6023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As I type this, I sit in familiar surroundings, the sights and smells of home enveloping me. It is so good to be back! The family picked me up at the airport and it was in tears of joy that I greeted them. Together again. Been looking forward to today for the longest time. We drove to a cafe that I absolutely love and enjoyed a delicious meal while trying to fill them in with as much of the big and little details of my life since being away. Oh how I just love this good solid family bonding. I can hardly wait for tomorrow. Baan-nana! happy as can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-3035479149911561315?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3035479149911561315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=3035479149911561315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3035479149911561315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3035479149911561315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-like-home.html' title='Nothing like home'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sr4ktXnX-GI/AAAAAAAACnI/ERpWPQllj7c/s72-c/DSC_5994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-9092452542870156848</id><published>2009-09-19T10:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T10:21:52.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>1 week more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SrQ8HYs-FcI/AAAAAAAACnA/zi3spSXHTCQ/s1600-h/East+Group+Pic+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382993552202405314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SrQ8HYs-FcI/AAAAAAAACnA/zi3spSXHTCQ/s400/East+Group+Pic+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Advanced Evangelism &amp;amp; Discipleship Class &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Lydia do you understand?” my lecturer patiently asked. I looked at him and shook my head again. I really struggled through my first few weeks at school and now I can't believe I am into my final week for this quarter! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting the crazy assignments and stress factor aside, EAST has become a place I can call home. I enjoy the multi-cultural community; everyone cares and is concerned for each other. I feel I belong. “It’s not about the grades you have on that paper but how much you have gotten out of it.” My lecturers have been wonderful mentors to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cannot wait to fly back on 26th Sept - 3rd Oct the day after my exams, to be reunited with the family and to be woken at dawn by sunlight streaming in through the windows. Not forgetting to mention the constant cacophony of bull frogs in the field when night settles. I need to get back to recharge! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-9092452542870156848?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/9092452542870156848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=9092452542870156848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/9092452542870156848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/9092452542870156848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/09/advanced-evangelism-discipleship-class.html' title='1 week more'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SrQ8HYs-FcI/AAAAAAAACnA/zi3spSXHTCQ/s72-c/East+Group+Pic+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8632051755382783499</id><published>2009-08-30T17:24:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T19:41:55.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>So relax, Lydia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Spuq2i8JPOI/AAAAAAAACmg/crC6f-JN_QM/s1600-h/4qGNv7rLQk2s98t5NG73PqCPo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376078434265545954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Spuq2i8JPOI/AAAAAAAACmg/crC6f-JN_QM/s400/4qGNv7rLQk2s98t5NG73PqCPo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am shocked to find out that August is ending! Unbelievable. Life is moving faster than I am able to keep up with and I don't think it will be slowing down anytime soon. I am trying to hold onto a few spare moments for blogging. I look back and see that I have come a long way... yet I still have so far more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past 3 days, I attended IDMC conference. At first, I was a little bum that my weekend would be spent like that. I was so wrong! It was the best way to spend it because I truely met with God. He did some powerful workings in my soul that I needed. Though I was exhuasted by the time I came home each night, I was inwardly renewed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no doubt that my faith has been challenged greatly these days. All the assignment deadlines are stretching my capacity but I know that...God is good, God is in control and God will bring it to pass. So relax, Lydia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to read a good book for leisure. I want to go shopping. I want to sleep in. I want to go for a photo outing. I want to chill out with friends. I want to stop worrying about the work to be done. Hehh. However, God has given me this special time and chance, I better not complain! “Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit”, says the Lord (Zech. 4:6) Let me not measure myself with the grades I will get, but by my faithfulness to God's word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I am working on a 45min presentation this thursday. I would be so grateful if you won't mind praying for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375728037289003202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SppsKwe4CMI/AAAAAAAACmY/8va3hNc9TXc/s400/glayce_ds4allmarco_elements-4.png" border="0" /&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/7779503976564351840-8632051755382783499?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8632051755382783499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8632051755382783499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8632051755382783499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8632051755382783499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-relax-lydia.html' title='So relax, Lydia!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Spuq2i8JPOI/AAAAAAAACmg/crC6f-JN_QM/s72-c/4qGNv7rLQk2s98t5NG73PqCPo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1607663823666870340</id><published>2009-08-24T16:40:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T17:27:01.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Student life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SpJTh5aAEjI/AAAAAAAACmI/nTcg79HjSF0/s1600-h/August+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373449147217089074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SpJTh5aAEjI/AAAAAAAACmI/nTcg79HjSF0/s400/August+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SpJSklC254I/AAAAAAAACmA/4eZ7ouKj8dI/s1600-h/August+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373448093779289986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SpJSklC254I/AAAAAAAACmA/4eZ7ouKj8dI/s400/August+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know its been forever. Oh how I miss writing here! This is my 8th week into school, I've 3 weeks more to my final exams! So much to do, so little time. Yes, It's been tough. Tougher than I ever thought it could be but God's been so good to me. Only by His grace, strength and love that I can go on. Thankful for friends He has brought into my life too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I will... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wake up early &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take some photos for my project work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;consult a lecturer about my research paper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;catch up on all my reading assignments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and end my day with bringing a Thai friend out for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, I'm going off! Library is closing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise to be back soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-1607663823666870340?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1607663823666870340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1607663823666870340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1607663823666870340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1607663823666870340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/08/student-life.html' title='Student life'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SpJTh5aAEjI/AAAAAAAACmI/nTcg79HjSF0/s72-c/August+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6065562870163951789</id><published>2009-07-17T09:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:36:28.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings...'/><title type='text'>All I need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SmEgYqAUnMI/AAAAAAAACl4/yUdhrPvBR-s/s1600-h/406623767_850e9146c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359600639512190146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SmEgYqAUnMI/AAAAAAAACl4/yUdhrPvBR-s/s400/406623767_850e9146c3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Will you?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Lord, You give wisdom unto the simple, and knowledge to them that lack understanding. In You only have I put my trust. I come to You, Lord... the demand of tests/ assignments/ presentations/readings is great, the burden almost unbearable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am weak and unequal to the task. But You are my refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore I will trust and not be afraid. You have promised : if any lack wisdom, he is to ask of God that giveth to all men liberally and upbraideth not, and it shall be given him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Grant me wisdom and understanding in my trial and testing. Grant me endurance and perseverance. Sustain my health and strength to bear each day, with joy in the Lord. I wait upon You, my unfailing help and deliverer. Hear this my prayer in Jesus' Name."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Amen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-6065562870163951789?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6065562870163951789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6065562870163951789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6065562870163951789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6065562870163951789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-i-need.html' title='All I need'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SmEgYqAUnMI/AAAAAAAACl4/yUdhrPvBR-s/s72-c/406623767_850e9146c3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6498283582334504256</id><published>2009-07-09T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T23:22:30.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>I'm 26?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357944752297777906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sls-XVbgmvI/AAAAAAAAClY/gg2cMy61dro/s400/21st+at+BANN+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357946561714370546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SltAAqCCt_I/AAAAAAAAClg/fmXolOLSLm8/s400/June+Part1+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SltDQto2rKI/AAAAAAAAClo/xk4D-pYbcEo/s1600-h/East+Orientatio+182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357950136095255714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SltDQto2rKI/AAAAAAAAClo/xk4D-pYbcEo/s400/East+Orientatio+182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357934577170081026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sls1HEIBZQI/AAAAAAAAClI/q0GGcs6yvl4/s400/My+21st+Spore+092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357935879489486098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sls2S3pKfRI/AAAAAAAAClQ/6YF3iF4uJNg/s400/My+21st+Spore+199.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357959590504459794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SltL3CDqbhI/AAAAAAAAClw/6fixpDVQl6k/s400/birthday+21st+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357102810729447794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SlhAn4rGgXI/AAAAAAAACkw/ubtSIDaGy1Q/s400/My+21st+Spore+197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-6498283582334504256?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6498283582334504256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6498283582334504256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6498283582334504256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6498283582334504256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-26.html' title='I&apos;m 26?'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sls-XVbgmvI/AAAAAAAAClY/gg2cMy61dro/s72-c/21st+at+BANN+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5682534100470697030</id><published>2009-07-08T17:59:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:25:28.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>do tell: I'm 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Slg3m35aJqI/AAAAAAAACko/qzxU4vc7jls/s1600-h/My+21st+Spore+174.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sla0O2caOUI/AAAAAAAACkY/suYxFHAGVL4/s1600-h/My+21st+Spore+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356666974029625666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sla0O2caOUI/AAAAAAAACkY/suYxFHAGVL4/s400/My+21st+Spore+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SlawtlAvslI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xbZxwt3Cq8o/s1600-h/My+21st+Spore+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356663103879623250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SlawtlAvslI/AAAAAAAACkQ/xbZxwt3Cq8o/s400/My+21st+Spore+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SlS3ylY4jCI/AAAAAAAACkA/Gvie-SjkYj8/s1600-h/My+21st+Spore+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356107936508185634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SlS3ylY4jCI/AAAAAAAACkA/Gvie-SjkYj8/s400/My+21st+Spore+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356027414456520946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SlRujlXvUPI/AAAAAAAACj4/J2oV44MdDzw/s400/My+21st+Spore+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357082317674760178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Slgt_CGHx_I/AAAAAAAACkg/UVaUCDJRrZc/s400/My+21st+Spore+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;NYF'ers threw me a BBQ party! I know there was so much effort and thought put into making this special. Such sweetness took my breath away. Big fat thanks to everyone who played a part! Though I had to spend the entire day at the library, I was thrilled to be queen for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having Grandma there to cut the cake with me, meant a million words I can't express. After all the sinful food and a whacky game, we had a time of praise and worship to God! That's what I really wanted to do... because on this day, He deserved all praise, glory and adoration! I want to give God the most thanks, for all these people and for loving me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days leading up to my 21st weren't too peachy, especially the day before where I found out the amount of assignments I've to be working on. But I knew God was teaching me a precious lesson as I turn of age. I know that through it all, He was so very close and real to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those who sms-ed, called (from Thailand, Australia, Bali, USA, Tekong camp) emailed me and wrote on my wall, thanks! really really. Every single message/greeting made my day. &lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-5682534100470697030?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5682534100470697030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5682534100470697030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5682534100470697030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5682534100470697030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-tell-im-21.html' title='do tell: I&apos;m 21'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sla0O2caOUI/AAAAAAAACkY/suYxFHAGVL4/s72-c/My+21st+Spore+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5304964313975442813</id><published>2009-07-06T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:39:28.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>1st day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SlI8qxXlKvI/AAAAAAAACjw/M5xGI_pG1p0/s1600-h/20090422131010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355409612401355506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SlI8qxXlKvI/AAAAAAAACjw/M5xGI_pG1p0/s400/20090422131010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today, was too much for my punny brain to handle indeed. Tonight, I laid out all my assignments on the bed and got down on my knees, "Abba Father, please help me through!" Tomorrow, I have my 21st party in the library. Ohh that I may remember His goodness, that I may look at what is around me rather than what is not. It's sure been a long day...&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/7779503976564351840-5304964313975442813?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5304964313975442813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5304964313975442813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5304964313975442813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5304964313975442813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/07/1st-day-of-school.html' title='1st day of school'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SlI8qxXlKvI/AAAAAAAACjw/M5xGI_pG1p0/s72-c/20090422131010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1048679602859080576</id><published>2009-07-03T18:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T11:37:32.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Look EAST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3avHwOzqI/AAAAAAAACjQ/0HtqeLoGnT4/s1600-h/Photo0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354176035083439778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3avHwOzqI/AAAAAAAACjQ/0HtqeLoGnT4/s400/Photo0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"But my life (time at EAST) is worth nothing to me unless I use it for finishing the work assigned me by the Lord Jesus—the work of telling others the Good News about the wonderful grace of God." Acts 20:24 (NLT)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates and lousy shots taken with my phone camera. It's been a week where I've been encouraged and greatly inspired. Yes, and it's only orientation week! Other than having to leave the house by 7:45am most mornings and rushing with the office crowd, I do look forward to school! My fellow Korean classmates makes me laugh so hard every other day. I've been having priceless company :) I'm learning that not only do I need and want to love the Lord but I must allow Him to love me and only than can I love the people around me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-1048679602859080576?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1048679602859080576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1048679602859080576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1048679602859080576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1048679602859080576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/07/look-east.html' title='Look EAST'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3avHwOzqI/AAAAAAAACjQ/0HtqeLoGnT4/s72-c/Photo0047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-2953402731353034265</id><published>2009-06-28T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:16:04.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3aEnoOOAI/AAAAAAAACjI/AjBZ57K4Ddk/s1600-h/Photo0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354175304905406466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3aEnoOOAI/AAAAAAAACjI/AjBZ57K4Ddk/s400/Photo0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3Zo-dXZGI/AAAAAAAACjA/j17MDrnCf-I/s1600-h/Photo0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354174829997548642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3Zo-dXZGI/AAAAAAAACjA/j17MDrnCf-I/s400/Photo0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;After church and a mind boggling game of Scrabble at Harto, I decided to drop in on Grandma. My initial plans was to go for a 3pm thai service at Glory Church but later found out that they no longer have it! Anyway, when I got to her place we spontaneously decided to go shopping for her facial powder. The funny thing was, she told me it could only be bought at Centerpoint! So all the way there we went and I found out that the shop was just Guardian! Guess she wanted to go back to a familiar place. I had a good Granny time! She makes me feel cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to her place for dinner and I left soon after because I had a conference call with the family at 9pm. Happily, I boarded the bus which I thought was 105. I did not notice the route taken as there was this really weird guy next to me. I shall not write on that. When I did realise where I was, I quickly pressed the bell and got down! I had gotten on bus 185 and I landed up at Jurong West! Seriously need to wear spectacles now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that was it, let me tell you how silly I felt that day. Very very silly! I roamed round to find the right bus stop and was totally lost. Finally, after a call to Aaron who lived close by- I got to the correct stop to take the right bus! BUT.... when the bus came, I found out that I'd no more money in my EZ-link and not a single coin. I was so &lt;em&gt;paiseh &lt;/em&gt;as&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I got off the bus. Had to walk to 'Shop and Save' to change my only 5 dollar bill left. Went back to the bus stop and waited for a bus that did not seem to want to appear! When I finally reached home safe and sound, it was 9:45pm! Heh... moral of the story...I need more sleep! Nights. &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/7779503976564351840-2953402731353034265?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2953402731353034265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=2953402731353034265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2953402731353034265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2953402731353034265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-day.html' title='what a day'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sk3aEnoOOAI/AAAAAAAACjI/AjBZ57K4Ddk/s72-c/Photo0043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6946669091328255637</id><published>2009-06-26T17:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:37:28.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Room 122</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkSV_IH1X_I/AAAAAAAACfQ/wPlsmrlkA7E/s1600-h/june+part2+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351567168967630834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkSV_IH1X_I/AAAAAAAACfQ/wPlsmrlkA7E/s400/june+part2+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since quite a number of people have asked, here are some pictures of my room. I am very blessed to be able to stay with the Chos. They have so lovingly adopted me into their family. I'm forever grateful! Their ex study room is now converted to "Lydia Land" that's what Sam calls it. I've a great view from my window, it looks out over the Chinese Garden. At least some greenery to remind me of the mountains and paddies. Well, I hope you'd enjoy this little "tour"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351849126039975778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkWWbMEY92I/AAAAAAAACfY/hk9w_nYQLHw/s400/Room+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351855908748497538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkWcl_oHkoI/AAAAAAAACfw/rQL63U-9e7A/s400/room+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351850232476729170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkWXbl3d_1I/AAAAAAAACfg/0DuhP5N8qyk/s400/Room+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-6946669091328255637?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6946669091328255637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6946669091328255637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6946669091328255637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6946669091328255637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/room-122.html' title='Room 122'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkSV_IH1X_I/AAAAAAAACfQ/wPlsmrlkA7E/s72-c/june+part2+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4932448621960809318</id><published>2009-06-24T22:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:27:50.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings...'/><title type='text'>tomorrow will be a better day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkI8yVsD48I/AAAAAAAACfI/JAIeoGrvpCw/s1600-h/DSCF2631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkI8yVsD48I/AAAAAAAACfI/JAIeoGrvpCw/s400/DSCF2631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350906142782645186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I want to share it with. I'll miss you when something is troubling me, because you are the one who understands me so well. I'll miss you when I laugh and cry, because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll miss you all the time, but I'll miss you most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we spent with each other; especially our nightly prayers, goodnight song and chats into the wee hours... for those were some of the best times of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once we left the airport to head home at around 630am, it was pouring cats and dogs. It felt like the Lord opened the windows of heaven and was crying with me. When I reached home, I found a letter left for me from Lu and she drew a picture of her and I holding an umbrella and it was raining...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-4932448621960809318?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4932448621960809318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4932448621960809318' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4932448621960809318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4932448621960809318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomorrow-will-be-better-day.html' title='tomorrow will be a better day'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkI8yVsD48I/AAAAAAAACfI/JAIeoGrvpCw/s72-c/DSCF2631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8077187321169899662</id><published>2009-06-23T09:36:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:20:06.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>IBLP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkA0bijr2oI/AAAAAAAACeg/k3VyR8gq1Fg/s1600-h/june+part2+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350334005053741698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkA0bijr2oI/AAAAAAAACeg/k3VyR8gq1Fg/s400/june+part2+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350339569328132322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkA5fbGFEOI/AAAAAAAACe4/o41ATebPUmA/s400/june+part2+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350336734083813474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkA26Y_KEGI/AAAAAAAACew/87RGVcTkOQc/s400/june+part2+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I find myself returning and feeding on the wonderful truths and comfort in His word. This seminar reminded me that my flesh and heart fail me. My greatest need and purpose is to stay close to Jesus. He is and gives exactly what I need for every moment. With my youth leadership retreat and this, that week was spiritually challenging yet essential/divinely arranged for the foundation of this new season in life. All I can say is, God knows just want I need to hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P/S: If you girls want more group pictures, just drop me an email and I'd be glad to send it to you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-8077187321169899662?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8077187321169899662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8077187321169899662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8077187321169899662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8077187321169899662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/iblp.html' title='IBLP'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SkA0bijr2oI/AAAAAAAACeg/k3VyR8gq1Fg/s72-c/june+part2+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-3735334957676327027</id><published>2009-06-20T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:31:35.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Mae Sai to Mee Siam</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350172757158301330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sj-hxrVkjpI/AAAAAAAACd4/Gmtfd6NRnk4/s400/June+Part1+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350173917055348386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sj-i1MSk7qI/AAAAAAAACeA/igKsFlOj4vM/s400/June+Part1+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350176440701734882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sj-lIFmwz-I/AAAAAAAACeI/RWaUHMZlvz0/s400/June+Part1+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Photo Credits: Caleb Yam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I saw my favourites. I ate my favourites, the very afternoon I got here. I don't know how you guys do it, but thanks for the incredible welcome back! Is there anything better than getting together and catching up? oh how happy I am for that memory and a million others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-3735334957676327027?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3735334957676327027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=3735334957676327027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3735334957676327027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3735334957676327027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/mae-sai-to-mee-siam.html' title='Mae Sai to Mee Siam'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sj-hxrVkjpI/AAAAAAAACd4/Gmtfd6NRnk4/s72-c/June+Part1+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6547209804091804507</id><published>2009-06-19T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:02:37.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>At the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sju8xoPqMZI/AAAAAAAACdw/-JN3xmy4YFA/s1600-h/June+Part1+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349076543235305874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sju8xoPqMZI/AAAAAAAACdw/-JN3xmy4YFA/s400/June+Part1+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello world. Can't believe I've not updated this space. As you would have guessed, I've been super busy since the time I touched down in S'pore. It's nice to fill up my planner but I cannot deny how tired out I am. Should bring you through the events that has happened from our welcome 'mee-siam' party, youth leaders retreat to IBLP seminar, meeting up with good old friends and of course a photo or two of my new room. I really like it, you would too! Well, I promise to find some time to go about that. For now, I shall just leave you with this photo which leaves me feeling... (fill in the blank)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-6547209804091804507?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6547209804091804507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6547209804091804507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6547209804091804507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6547209804091804507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/at-moment.html' title='At the moment'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sju8xoPqMZI/AAAAAAAACdw/-JN3xmy4YFA/s72-c/June+Part1+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-3629450533702784371</id><published>2009-06-09T19:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T00:10:31.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Last night in MS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Si5O2mWlMOI/AAAAAAAACdo/5gUe8epuHF4/s1600-h/DSCF1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345296507650519266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Si5O2mWlMOI/AAAAAAAACdo/5gUe8epuHF4/s400/DSCF1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going to Bangkok to visit friends, and of course do some shopping before returning to S'pore on Saturday. Tonight during family time, Dad blessed me over this Psalm. We knelt in prayer and I felt God's presence. That, gave me rest. I think I'm finally coming to terms with leaving... not like the pain is gone but I know the joy of the Lord will be my strength!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 121&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 I lift up my eyes to the hills— &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where does my help come from? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;strong&gt;My help comes from the LORD&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the Maker of heaven and earth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 He will not let your foot slip—&lt;br /&gt;he who watches over you will not slumber; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 indeed, he who watches over Israel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will neither slumber nor sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 &lt;strong&gt;The LORD watches over you&lt;/strong&gt;— &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the LORD is your shade at your right hand; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 the sun will not harm you by day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nor the moon by night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 &lt;strong&gt;The LORD will keep you from all harm&lt;/strong&gt;— &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he will watch over your life; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 the LORD will watch over your coming and going &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;both now and forevermore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-3629450533702784371?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3629450533702784371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=3629450533702784371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3629450533702784371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3629450533702784371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-night-in-ms.html' title='Last night in MS'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Si5O2mWlMOI/AAAAAAAACdo/5gUe8epuHF4/s72-c/DSCF1490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-2462206950647493614</id><published>2009-06-08T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:04:22.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>Sweetest things in life (Part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sizp70gtNJI/AAAAAAAACdY/kmzxtMB9NAE/s1600-h/21st+at+BANN+319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344904071699313810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sizp70gtNJI/AAAAAAAACdY/kmzxtMB9NAE/s400/21st+at+BANN+319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344909180015996626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SizulKeT7tI/AAAAAAAACdg/PypvWlL8kQw/s400/21st+at+BANN+330.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SizpH89OirI/AAAAAAAACdQ/Fk-2Eag0gLs/s1600-h/21st+at+BANN+336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344903180613225138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SizpH89OirI/AAAAAAAACdQ/Fk-2Eag0gLs/s400/21st+at+BANN+336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SizoIyLQjmI/AAAAAAAACdI/jQi9IVSOPks/s1600-h/Lois%27s+15th+Part+2+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344902095387528802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SizoIyLQjmI/AAAAAAAACdI/jQi9IVSOPks/s400/Lois%27s+15th+Part+2+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiznGFKEC9I/AAAAAAAACdA/reD6cA_g3ls/s1600-h/21st+at+BANN+332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344900949431552978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiznGFKEC9I/AAAAAAAACdA/reD6cA_g3ls/s400/21st+at+BANN+332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I got home to open my gifts and read my cards, I cried yet AGAIN. "I'm sorry I've only this to give you." wrote Mee Chuu. They had given me the very best and most precious things they had. My heart broke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I remembered the Bible story of the widow who gave her two small copper coins- her everything. Now I understand how God feels when we are willing to give Him all that we live on. The shoe box which held ultraman was decorated with butterflies to cover up all the holes in the box. It was beautiful to me...so beautiful. I got other stuff like a drawing block, hair clips, a handkerchief, a needle set, used notebooks. I sure had a good laugh too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I'll have more photos up on facebook. I shall end this birthday posts by thanking my Abba Father, for blessing me far and beyond! I first came to Thailand thinking I'm left without friends. How wrong was I! &lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-2462206950647493614?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2462206950647493614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=2462206950647493614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2462206950647493614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2462206950647493614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/sweetest-things-in-life-part-3.html' title='Sweetest things in life (Part 3)'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sizp70gtNJI/AAAAAAAACdY/kmzxtMB9NAE/s72-c/21st+at+BANN+319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1950891428961021907</id><published>2009-06-08T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:56:20.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>My 21st (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyW3FFNCKI/AAAAAAAACco/5ixmGjIluy8/s1600-h/21st+at+BANN+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344812730782910626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyW3FFNCKI/AAAAAAAACco/5ixmGjIluy8/s400/21st+at+BANN+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyTVPkwd3I/AAAAAAAACcY/qfq1RxwiWjM/s1600-h/21st+at+BANN+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344808850949175154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyTVPkwd3I/AAAAAAAACcY/qfq1RxwiWjM/s400/21st+at+BANN+131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344809545373285714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyT9qgXfVI/AAAAAAAACcg/prx3Ekmcqlw/s400/21st+at+BANN+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiySEjm06xI/AAAAAAAACcQ/whqo1J1u1-A/s1600-h/21st+at+BANN+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344807464757160722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiySEjm06xI/AAAAAAAACcQ/whqo1J1u1-A/s400/21st+at+BANN+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344803287469183026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyORZ_w0DI/AAAAAAAACbo/Gt6jXAa6nec/s400/21st+at+BANN+186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyOp-20CDI/AAAAAAAACbw/a8RgyzX91C4/s1600-h/21st+at+BANN+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344803709680617522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyOp-20CDI/AAAAAAAACbw/a8RgyzX91C4/s400/21st+at+BANN+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344836655011608322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Siysnpx0NwI/AAAAAAAACc4/KfJAitjXB-k/s400/21st+at+BANN+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The first picture is of 'Ja ker' who wrote me a song and sang it in front of everyone. The song is titled "I promise to be praying for you" They presented many special items and even the director, Abraham, acted in a skit as the main actor. My first time to see this side of him. I had to fight back tears while saying my thank you speech, but in the end I still cried. I was so touched...how not to be right? Even now as I type this and recall the moments, I'm teary. When the birthday song was sung with my family and all the 100 children of Baan-nana in unison, it was a very heartwarming feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Later, I got dressed in their traditional akha costume. As they sang me a song, I went around the circle and gave everyone a hug. In between sobs, I told some to study hard, others to love God with all their heart, watch out for each other and just be a good boy or girl. Many tied handmade friendship bands on my hand, I received 62 letters and cards. It was so special. It was the greatest ever birthday one could have! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-1950891428961021907?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1950891428961021907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1950891428961021907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1950891428961021907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1950891428961021907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-21st-part-2.html' title='My 21st (Part 2)'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyW3FFNCKI/AAAAAAAACco/5ixmGjIluy8/s72-c/21st+at+BANN+137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-3098477171056663670</id><published>2009-06-08T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T20:57:05.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>A purple affair (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344103074640869298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SioRbp8Kt7I/AAAAAAAACZA/ELTrrPRH9lQ/s400/21st+at+BANN+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343731591344447570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sii_ke0eYFI/AAAAAAAACYY/SJy27EimJhU/s400/21st+at+BANN+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344796993331681138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyIjCgcV3I/AAAAAAAACbg/UPjbnHgSEZM/s400/21st+at+BANN+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344612073558151026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SivgXSqyj3I/AAAAAAAACag/vXqyQP1u7vw/s400/21st+at+BANN+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344104857535401746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SioTDbvWTxI/AAAAAAAACZQ/xtXln5PWtAY/s400/21st+at+BANN+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344104039115344114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SioSTy4zSPI/AAAAAAAACZI/BWe2bHezM6E/s400/21st+at+BANN+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344619634117427218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SivnPX8lwBI/AAAAAAAACbI/LxPRqjSc214/s400/21st+at+BANN+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344794268818527666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyGEc541bI/AAAAAAAACbQ/PfDL-1MCxE4/s400/21st+at+BANN+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344795334235409010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiyHCd5ESnI/AAAAAAAACbY/hAGySTCZlkE/s400/21st+at+BANN+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344618079723509698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sivl05YM18I/AAAAAAAACbA/dTjFxj_RESA/s400/21st+at+BANN+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SioV0nOUphI/AAAAAAAACZg/VxXCsoKJtiU/s1600-h/21st+at+BANN+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344107901454951954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SioV0nOUphI/AAAAAAAACZg/VxXCsoKJtiU/s400/21st+at+BANN+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My 21st, far beyond what I dreamt of. Yes, it's a superbly too early one but I've always wanted it with the kids at Baan-nana and so my wish came true! Thanks to my family, especially Lois, who was the master organiser. I knew that we'd have a session of party games for the kids, but I didn't know that they had a programme planned out for me too! You could call it my farewell party also. Boy, was I overwhelmed. Seeing them enjoying themselves as much as I did, filled my heart to the brim.&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/7779503976564351840-3098477171056663670?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3098477171056663670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=3098477171056663670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3098477171056663670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3098477171056663670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/purple-affair-part-1.html' title='A purple affair (Part 1)'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SioRbp8Kt7I/AAAAAAAACZA/ELTrrPRH9lQ/s72-c/21st+at+BANN+024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8818081424369556046</id><published>2009-06-07T19:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:53:31.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>One and only</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiuoVTiMVzI/AAAAAAAACZ4/eBGvdBu3RBI/s1600-h/Lois%27s+15th+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344550466779633458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiuoVTiMVzI/AAAAAAAACZ4/eBGvdBu3RBI/s400/Lois%27s+15th+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344596514843294994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SivSNp8GfRI/AAAAAAAACaQ/eb7o1BHy_7g/s400/Lois%27s+15th+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Siund1ZK02I/AAAAAAAACZw/7AqHr8nmWRA/s1600-h/Lois%27s+15th+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344549513795916642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Siund1ZK02I/AAAAAAAACZw/7AqHr8nmWRA/s400/Lois%27s+15th+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344554272980844610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Siury2vRwEI/AAAAAAAACaI/W7yuSZ0O9VA/s400/Lois%27s+15th+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;To my one and only sister, who has seen me through my good and bad days, who knows me in and out. I know I can trust you with all my embrrassing secrets and late night chats. You share my joy in happy moments and you wipe my tears when I'm sad. My very best friend in the whole wide world, you've blossomed into a fine young lady who truely loves Jesus. Your sweet enthusiasm for life shines through all you do, your sensitive and kind spirit has brought blessings to many hearts. Thank you for being my little Lulu, I love you so incredibly much! I'll miss you more than anything... I really will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Trust in the LORD, and do good; Dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness.&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Delight yourself also in the LORD, And He shall give you the desires of your heart."&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:3-4&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/7779503976564351840-8818081424369556046?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8818081424369556046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8818081424369556046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8818081424369556046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8818081424369556046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-and-only.html' title='One and only'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiuoVTiMVzI/AAAAAAAACZ4/eBGvdBu3RBI/s72-c/Lois%27s+15th+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-277504288489205790</id><published>2009-06-05T19:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:02:37.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Dear friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sij_JQkgvkI/AAAAAAAACYo/AMMNRyL8z0E/s1600-h/BNN+School+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343801492407107138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sij_JQkgvkI/AAAAAAAACYo/AMMNRyL8z0E/s400/BNN+School+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st March 2006, I left on a journey with God. A journey that I could never have planned or even thought of. These 3 years has flown by so quickly! Looking back, I can only thank the Lord for all the tears and joy that came with serving Him. I have learnt so much about the Thai culture, the importance of relationships and most of all, God has taught me more about Himself and His love that could fill volumes of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you already know, I am returning to Singapore on 13th June for studies at East Asia School of Theology. I am taking a two year degree programme (Bachelor of Arts in Christian Ministry). The enormity of it is beginning to hit me. I have fears, but God will be faithful in leading me as He has in the past. Though there will be a lot of adjustments, I know that it is God’s will for me to take this next step and He will work things out one day at a time as I seek to follow Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I type this, the sounds of Lois playing her violin and the smell of a home cooked meal envelopes me. Leaving is hard. Change is hard. Things will undoubtedly never be the same again. But there comes a time to say goodbye, trusting that God will help me through it all. I’ve learnt that sometimes the hard things turn out to be the best things I have done. God has an amazing way of taking a situation I see as difficult and making it a huge blessing in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will terribly miss many things here, especially all my little friends who have brought great joy to my life! Their hugs and smiles, their beautiful voices lifted up in worship, their sincere love and faith will forever be etched deep down my heart. During my farewell party at Childlife, Ja Ker, a twelve year old girl wrote a special song for me and gave a powerful blessing upon me to return to Baan-nana (Childlife) to serve with greater might after my studies. God willing, this is my prayer too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David says “I cry out to God Most High, to God, who fulfills his purpose for me.” (Psalm 57:2) God does the fulfilling, not me! Whatever God’s purpose is, I believe He will fulfill it and will give me the strength and courage for what lies ahead. I will have many new things to learn and new friends to make! I would greatly appreciate if you would be my prayer warrior! To those who have been all these times, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343823609876149746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SikTQqkDdfI/AAAAAAAACYw/tkbMehnL20c/s400/NTU+Baan-nana+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343824214425347570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SikTz2r0JfI/AAAAAAAACY4/aPxPI6surO0/s400/NTU+Baan-nana+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-277504288489205790?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/277504288489205790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=277504288489205790' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/277504288489205790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/277504288489205790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-friends.html' title='Dear friends'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sij_JQkgvkI/AAAAAAAACYo/AMMNRyL8z0E/s72-c/BNN+School+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5392046228167266316</id><published>2009-06-02T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:43:03.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention pls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiTxu2f-Q9I/AAAAAAAACYA/bMtpbDDTtQQ/s1600-h/lulublog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342660845174146002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiTxu2f-Q9I/AAAAAAAACYA/bMtpbDDTtQQ/s400/lulublog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dearest sister has a blog now! How exciting huh. &lt;a href="http://lulugreenshoots.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://lulugreenshoots.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;  She would be taking on the role of updating on life here. Indeed things are slowly changing.... no, actually it is rapidly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-5392046228167266316?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5392046228167266316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5392046228167266316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5392046228167266316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5392046228167266316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/attention-pls.html' title='Attention pls.'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiTxu2f-Q9I/AAAAAAAACYA/bMtpbDDTtQQ/s72-c/lulublog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1348888671499807850</id><published>2009-05-31T16:02:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:01:46.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>John &amp; Angela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOdkK16PnI/AAAAAAAACXg/ew58zd7NItc/s1600-h/P%27john%27s+wedding+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342268017580535522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOMdRrRbuI/AAAAAAAACWk/1pLUdILNz-Q/s400/P%27john%27s+wedding+342.JPG" border="0" /&gt; O God of love, to Thee we bow,&lt;br /&gt;And pray for these before Thee now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That, closely knit in holy vow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They may be in Thee one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOYufDwu9I/AAAAAAAACXM/lishTt_bx_g/s1600-h/P%27john%27s+wedding+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342281507370220498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOYufDwu9I/AAAAAAAACXM/lishTt_bx_g/s400/P%27john%27s+wedding+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When days are filled with pure delight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When paths are plain and skies are bright,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walking by faith and not by sight,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May they be in Thee one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOWzAASRVI/AAAAAAAACW8/_fSkYfuGS34/s1600-h/P%27john%27s+wedding+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342293858588160258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOj9a7l8QI/AAAAAAAACXo/OSZqJmzl4O0/s400/P%27john%27s+wedding+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342295249330515938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOlOX2aL-I/AAAAAAAACXw/7Xhg1_O8FYc/s400/P%27john%27s+wedding+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;When stormy winds fulfill Thy will,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all their good seems turned to ill,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, trusting in Thee completely, still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May they be in Thee one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342284800856375874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiObuMQDQkI/AAAAAAAACXU/Y9pfBKt0--g/s400/P%27john%27s+wedding+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whate’er in life shall be their share&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of quickening joy or burdening care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In power to do and grace to bear,&lt;br /&gt;May they be in Thee one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOL6p2x_EI/AAAAAAAACWc/ak8ZDSxNF6w/s1600-h/P%27john%27s+wedding+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342267422775835714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOL6p2x_EI/AAAAAAAACWc/ak8ZDSxNF6w/s400/P%27john%27s+wedding+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Thai + Singaporean = ♥ x2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-1348888671499807850?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1348888671499807850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1348888671499807850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1348888671499807850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1348888671499807850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/06/john-angela.html' title='John &amp; Angela'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiOMdRrRbuI/AAAAAAAACWk/1pLUdILNz-Q/s72-c/P%27john%27s+wedding+342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7696812167599355690</id><published>2009-05-30T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:59:48.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>It all went too fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiKztNxW1CI/AAAAAAAACWM/vkffRO7sQqg/s1600-h/NTU+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342029697386992674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiKztNxW1CI/AAAAAAAACWM/vkffRO7sQqg/s400/NTU+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342027762243383282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiKx8kzKr_I/AAAAAAAACV8/tvTUd_Vqjpg/s400/NTU+147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiKyhgBLLrI/AAAAAAAACWE/RJWESlOP78w/s1600-h/NTU+194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342028396615118514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiKyhgBLLrI/AAAAAAAACWE/RJWESlOP78w/s400/NTU+194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finale night. We made the team dance, giving the kidos a roaring time of laughter. It was super super funny, very enthusiatic dancers. Also had a slide show presentation of all the photos taken, the kids loved seeing their faces on the big screen! The kids sang, we cried. We sang, the kids cried. I'm feeling emotional these days, I guess you know why... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you God, for everything. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For being my everything :)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-7696812167599355690?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7696812167599355690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7696812167599355690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7696812167599355690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7696812167599355690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-all-went-too-fast.html' title='It all went too fast'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiKztNxW1CI/AAAAAAAACWM/vkffRO7sQqg/s72-c/NTU+112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-301162679994552756</id><published>2009-05-29T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T01:08:54.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><title type='text'>cheers+sunshine+smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiE4x7vJNCI/AAAAAAAACVk/4pZvBo0p6Ms/s1600-h/NTU+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341613063538291746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiE4x7vJNCI/AAAAAAAACVk/4pZvBo0p6Ms/s400/NTU+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiEzGOF53xI/AAAAAAAACVU/DNNCOgSk14I/s1600-h/NTU+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341606814993211154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiEzGOF53xI/AAAAAAAACVU/DNNCOgSk14I/s400/NTU+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341615611482228018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiE7GPkURTI/AAAAAAAACV0/TNxLz8aeX8I/s400/NTU+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341612488467086770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiE4Qdbe_bI/AAAAAAAACVc/CJAkE1L-HI4/s400/NTU+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hello, hello. As promised here's a little recap of the past week. Why does time always fly by so quickly when you're having fun? The sun has really had its way with us. 'Chao-ta', smelly and sticky we still played hard. I think this was on Wednesday, where we had a game fair. It is satisfying to see that the kids had so much fun. I liked how simple and creative the games were. All these memories will always bring a smile to my face, warm up my soul, and remind me of what's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-301162679994552756?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/301162679994552756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=301162679994552756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/301162679994552756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/301162679994552756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/cheerssunshinesmiles.html' title='cheers+sunshine+smiles'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiE4x7vJNCI/AAAAAAAACVk/4pZvBo0p6Ms/s72-c/NTU+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6072356768114641033</id><published>2009-05-28T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:14:47.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>really really happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341583130172748706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiEdjlQqc6I/AAAAAAAACUs/UF4g9BSPc3w/s400/NTU+095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiEe9hzJRKI/AAAAAAAACVE/38iBhttTyiw/s1600-h/NTU+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341584675431859362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiEe9hzJRKI/AAAAAAAACVE/38iBhttTyiw/s400/NTU+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiEd_-sRi-I/AAAAAAAACU0/nsr2vmAqHrM/s1600-h/NTU+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341583618035780578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiEd_-sRi-I/AAAAAAAACU0/nsr2vmAqHrM/s400/NTU+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341586585120918354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiEgsr8fy1I/AAAAAAAACVM/xfj6_DxlXJ0/s400/NTU+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is better than receiving a designer shirt, for it's worth is priceless. Made in Mae Sai, designed by the NTU team. Only 130 copies in the world, SOLD OUT! No backorders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus said,"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." Matthew 19:14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-6072356768114641033?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6072356768114641033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6072356768114641033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6072356768114641033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6072356768114641033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/really-really-happy.html' title='really really happy'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SiEdjlQqc6I/AAAAAAAACUs/UF4g9BSPc3w/s72-c/NTU+095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5527474633437750183</id><published>2009-05-27T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:41:48.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>-low batt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sh1qILNwvFI/AAAAAAAACUc/Vyw7KkE4G2s/s1600-h/Low_Battery-fw96q2-d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340541421813283922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sh1qILNwvFI/AAAAAAAACUc/Vyw7KkE4G2s/s400/Low_Battery-fw96q2-d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was close to falling asleep while eating dinner tonight. Phew... I haven't really had time to breath. Even as I sleep tonight, I’ve still a lot to think/dream about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;flowers.&lt;br /&gt;dresses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;color schemes.&lt;br /&gt;candles.&lt;br /&gt;ribbons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because this weekend, I’ve got a : perfect wedding atmosphere to create. Oh and if you were thinking, the team is still here. They leave the morning of the wedding. Tomorrow, we have an exciting finale night for Baan-nana! More about what happened this week in the next post, I'm just too dead. Need to recharge! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your grace is enough for me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-5527474633437750183?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5527474633437750183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5527474633437750183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5527474633437750183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5527474633437750183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/low-batt.html' title='-low batt.'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sh1qILNwvFI/AAAAAAAACUc/Vyw7KkE4G2s/s72-c/Low_Battery-fw96q2-d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-2859570824501909279</id><published>2009-05-24T17:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:53:16.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><title type='text'>Swimming pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkQJDhEWSI/AAAAAAAACTc/qb6VodbMrvs/s1600-h/NTU+games+day+094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339316580973304098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkQJDhEWSI/AAAAAAAACTc/qb6VodbMrvs/s400/NTU+games+day+094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkPpMtac0I/AAAAAAAACTU/rnVYrEuxfVU/s1600-h/NTU+games+day+102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339316033685189442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkPpMtac0I/AAAAAAAACTU/rnVYrEuxfVU/s400/NTU+games+day+102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkO8Kn01yI/AAAAAAAACTM/K9nj6jTCQIs/s1600-h/NTU+games+day+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339315260030768930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkO8Kn01yI/AAAAAAAACTM/K9nj6jTCQIs/s400/NTU+games+day+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkOlYA3NlI/AAAAAAAACTE/gevxeQT50Kc/s1600-h/NTU+games+day+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339314868488451666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkOlYA3NlI/AAAAAAAACTE/gevxeQT50Kc/s400/NTU+games+day+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only managed to take these few shots before I couldn't resist diving in! Been ages since I last swam. It's so fun to be with children, because it means you get to relive all the thrills of being a kid. Well, I didn't even get to do these things when I was one. Week 2 with the team is starting up tomorrow. I'm really looking forward to it because we'll be staying at Baan-nana and this would probably be my last time doing so! :/ sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-2859570824501909279?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2859570824501909279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=2859570824501909279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2859570824501909279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2859570824501909279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/swimming-pool.html' title='Swimming pool'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkQJDhEWSI/AAAAAAAACTc/qb6VodbMrvs/s72-c/NTU+games+day+094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-2480058384319095016</id><published>2009-05-23T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:59:43.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='out of doors'/><title type='text'>BNN news: Games Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkbnEkidNI/AAAAAAAACUE/_uC3CZ9wOrQ/s1600-h/NTU+games+day+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkaxlMTrGI/AAAAAAAACT8/3EnKyAya4u8/s1600-h/NTU+games+day+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339328272324078690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkaxlMTrGI/AAAAAAAACT8/3EnKyAya4u8/s400/NTU+games+day+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339327053020093138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkZqm7lWtI/AAAAAAAACTk/VA_fc6dKlQM/s400/NTU+games+day+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkaCF-AlcI/AAAAAAAACTs/78oL20J0FhA/s1600-h/NTU+games+day+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339327456488756674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkaCF-AlcI/AAAAAAAACTs/78oL20J0FhA/s400/NTU+games+day+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339329578185311026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Shkb9l54wzI/AAAAAAAACUM/3HktSTm6MlQ/s400/NTU+games+day+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339327884252330210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Shkaa_gyuOI/AAAAAAAACT0/td9rCtzsUv0/s400/NTU+games+day+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So we prayed too hard for a sunny weather and now we've all got a sunburn! In everything gives thanks! haha. We had different station games, it was an awesome time of pure fun. &lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-2480058384319095016?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2480058384319095016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=2480058384319095016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2480058384319095016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2480058384319095016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/bnn-news-games-day.html' title='BNN news: Games Day'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShkaxlMTrGI/AAAAAAAACT8/3EnKyAya4u8/s72-c/NTU+games+day+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4890477698365102882</id><published>2009-05-22T17:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T19:26:21.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>Covered with dirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338585963296540178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShZ3pgktRhI/AAAAAAAACS0/Ob-Mym3vsPw/s400/NTU+week+1+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShZ4E0RDU0I/AAAAAAAACS8/Bu9LSww0DxE/s1600-h/NTU+week+1+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338586432439276354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShZ4E0RDU0I/AAAAAAAACS8/Bu9LSww0DxE/s400/NTU+week+1+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woah talk about being tired man, everywhere is aching like mad. The past week has been of teaching English at school in the morning and after heading over to Baan-nana for clean up and painting work! We cleared out swarms of mosquitoes, a mice, lizard eggs and heaps of dirt from the dormitories. Looks and smells, nice and clean now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, "giving" of self can be exhausting but hey, God is faithful even when I am not. The desert song came to mind "I know I'm &lt;em&gt;filled to be emptied again&lt;/em&gt;. The seed I've received I will sow."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Been enjoying every minute with these great bunch of people! Very dedicated to whatever task they have on hand. What a blessing! Tomorrow, we are bringing all 100+ kids out to a park for games day! Pray for protection and a great sunny weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, sleep tonight will be sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-4890477698365102882?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4890477698365102882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4890477698365102882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4890477698365102882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4890477698365102882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/covered-with-dirt.html' title='Covered with dirt'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShZ3pgktRhI/AAAAAAAACS0/Ob-Mym3vsPw/s72-c/NTU+week+1+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5085473337607665511</id><published>2009-05-19T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:34:48.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>happy friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShLTGD59TJI/AAAAAAAACSk/SjM8cxugwSY/s1600-h/NTU+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337560609468533906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShLTGD59TJI/AAAAAAAACSk/SjM8cxugwSY/s400/NTU+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A meal over at 'Jehovah-Shamah', the name given to our home. It's just the end of day 2 but they've already experienced 2 blackouts (had a romantic candlelight dinner), walked through muddy mass and of course made many enthusiastic friends at Baan-nana. Oh man, I've only a couple of hours to sleep! So with a thankful heart and tired body, I shall end here. In the meantime, would you keep us in prayer! May the Lord give us strength and may HIS name be glorified through the upcoming projects.&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/7779503976564351840-5085473337607665511?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5085473337607665511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5085473337607665511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5085473337607665511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5085473337607665511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-friends.html' title='happy friends'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/ShLTGD59TJI/AAAAAAAACSk/SjM8cxugwSY/s72-c/NTU+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6900930752668726123</id><published>2009-05-17T18:20:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:39:07.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>BNN news: Meeting place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sg_m2JvTUXI/AAAAAAAACSU/AqWss8FjokA/s1600-h/BNN+service+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336737901458968946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sg_m2JvTUXI/AAAAAAAACSU/AqWss8FjokA/s400/BNN+service+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sg_l3F2pHxI/AAAAAAAACSM/8p-2B5SZFvg/s1600-h/BNN+service+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336736818084257554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sg_l3F2pHxI/AAAAAAAACSM/8p-2B5SZFvg/s400/BNN+service+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336739411725312354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sg_oOD624WI/AAAAAAAACSc/wMhcPZ-VTJA/s400/BNN+service+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We are really happy for this transformation! Thanks to the kind donations from different people. All the wood work was done by our older boys, aren't they great carpenters? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the work of our Lord! My heart rejoices as I see God unfold His plans for Baan-nana. "&lt;em&gt;Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain&lt;/em&gt;." Psalm 127: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we have a team of 12 NTU students under The Nagivators who would be up here for 2 weeks. Making mud houses, painting bathrooms, organising a funfair... Praise God for the work that is ahead!&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/7779503976564351840-6900930752668726123?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6900930752668726123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6900930752668726123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6900930752668726123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6900930752668726123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/bnn-news-meeting-place.html' title='BNN news: Meeting place'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sg_m2JvTUXI/AAAAAAAACSU/AqWss8FjokA/s72-c/BNN+service+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5585826342230650831</id><published>2009-05-16T22:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:40:21.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>itchyyyyyy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sg7e8x1qdNI/AAAAAAAACSA/BscRHQHjjWU/s1600-h/itchy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336447744232551634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sg7e8x1qdNI/AAAAAAAACSA/BscRHQHjjWU/s400/itchy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have a terrible skin rash on my left hand and left side of neck. It's all red and grossly bumpy. When I scratch, it spreads like a wild fire. 'Itchy' doesn't do justice to what I feel now. I'm trying to psycho myself, that I'm in a cool icy tub relief from this torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you're wondering what caused it right? NO, it wasn't because of eating too much lychees! I don't have allergies... I think. Anywayyy it was a black hairy caterpillar which caused it! I was out for a walk and don't ask me how it got onto me but when I found it, I was already scratching like a monkey. Have to wear gloves to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be gone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-5585826342230650831?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5585826342230650831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5585826342230650831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5585826342230650831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5585826342230650831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/itchyyyyyy.html' title='itchyyyyyy.'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sg7e8x1qdNI/AAAAAAAACSA/BscRHQHjjWU/s72-c/itchy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1905525183723886344</id><published>2009-05-14T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:36:41.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>Right in my yard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgrlnelpSDI/AAAAAAAACRo/dBIBFWsTWXM/s1600-h/Roadtrip+to+Laos+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335329174962391090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgrlnelpSDI/AAAAAAAACRo/dBIBFWsTWXM/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335334871682347698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgrqzEhhcrI/AAAAAAAACR4/UBPIdp1QQ-A/s400/BNN+service+105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335329720186182402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgrmHNtIGwI/AAAAAAAACRw/z6zHnEnCb8w/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I had to pop in real quick to show you what harvest we just ripped! 15kg of lychee. It's so sweet. All that hardwork with big black ants crawling all over me was a good way to de-stress! I can't wait for the jam and juice we are going to make. mmm.mm.mm! Have a super fabulous warm happy day!&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/7779503976564351840-1905525183723886344?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1905525183723886344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1905525183723886344' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1905525183723886344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1905525183723886344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/right-in-my-yard.html' title='Right in my yard'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgrlnelpSDI/AAAAAAAACRo/dBIBFWsTWXM/s72-c/Roadtrip+to+Laos+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-527868904855219766</id><published>2009-05-13T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:24:43.189+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I list'/><title type='text'>Note to self</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sgmiiz7OrwI/AAAAAAAACRg/FsAA_Tt5xlA/s1600-h/sarahgardneretsy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334973952534949634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sgmiiz7OrwI/AAAAAAAACRg/FsAA_Tt5xlA/s400/sarahgardneretsy.jpg" 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/7779503976564351840-527868904855219766?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/527868904855219766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=527868904855219766' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/527868904855219766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/527868904855219766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sgmiiz7OrwI/AAAAAAAACRg/FsAA_Tt5xlA/s72-c/sarahgardneretsy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4443960955127903654</id><published>2009-05-10T22:41:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T01:31:42.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><title type='text'>35 hours: home again, safe again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334208681081175826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgbqiJml_xI/AAAAAAAACQ4/OBEApRMKG48/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sgb7bGl_DPI/AAAAAAAACRY/qkfXDkzdl7Y/s1600-h/Roadtrip+to+Laos+272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334227251711905010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sgb7bGl_DPI/AAAAAAAACRY/qkfXDkzdl7Y/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334211179323555458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgbszkR_foI/AAAAAAAACRI/jjoRJVgB2IA/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;As we were passing through Udon Thani on our way home, Dad had another wild idea of his to explore some ancient structures! He's always random, yet awesome. Geography lesson on glacial erosion! It was so cool to see red paintings on the stones by people of the prehistorical age who were illiterate. Can you spot the elephant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334226723343493858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sgb68WRI6uI/AAAAAAAACRQ/bBXFPyhFf8A/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Poor lulu was stung by a wasp but she was calm about it, first aid taught her well. So after this educational stop, we are back on the road again! I'm not going into detail about this journey but I shall just say that my heart was in my mouth half the time. No, really. It was scary. Those oncoming monster trucks need to learn to keep to their lane. Dad said he'll never do this again! He better promise. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sgbpr2eaKtI/AAAAAAAACQw/k6IWBa2UQF4/s1600-h/Roadtrip+to+Laos+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334207748233636562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sgbpr2eaKtI/AAAAAAAACQw/k6IWBa2UQF4/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2am, home sweet home. "Now, that was crazy" exclaimed Dad. Roadtrip =Drove 35 hours, covered about 2000km. Incredible memories! Wait... I didn't tell you about the policeman who wanted coffee money from us! ahh, you can just fit that into the story yourself! &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/7779503976564351840-4443960955127903654?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4443960955127903654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4443960955127903654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4443960955127903654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4443960955127903654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/35-hours-home-again-safe-again.html' title='35 hours: home again, safe again...'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgbqiJml_xI/AAAAAAAACQ4/OBEApRMKG48/s72-c/Roadtrip+to+Laos+212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-599107441120041035</id><published>2009-05-10T16:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:58:24.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><title type='text'>Indulgence (Day 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgaZok7v4TI/AAAAAAAACQg/yv1bX-Ufl-A/s1600-h/Roadtrip+to+Laos+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334119731055026482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgaZok7v4TI/AAAAAAAACQg/yv1bX-Ufl-A/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgaYWislswI/AAAAAAAACQY/aWCu6rUqbj8/s1600-h/Roadtrip+to+Laos+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334118321705300738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgaYWislswI/AAAAAAAACQY/aWCu6rUqbj8/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334121022446161874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgaazvvYz9I/AAAAAAAACQo/cdwiDEPOkLE/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgaWygx_g-I/AAAAAAAACQI/QI5wl8aFDk4/s1600-h/Roadtrip+to+Laos+163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334116603204174818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgaWygx_g-I/AAAAAAAACQI/QI5wl8aFDk4/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Food, food and more food! They were yummy. What a treat. Vientiane offers travellers a mix of Lao customs and lots of evidence of French colonisation. We spent a lovely afternoon chilling out. I love places where I can just sit and relax. It's such a great feeling. That aside, we went back to the embassy and got a 2 month visa! Praise the Lord! &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/7779503976564351840-599107441120041035?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/599107441120041035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=599107441120041035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/599107441120041035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/599107441120041035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/indulgence-day-3.html' title='Indulgence (Day 3)'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgaZok7v4TI/AAAAAAAACQg/yv1bX-Ufl-A/s72-c/Roadtrip+to+Laos+065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1734722104498169649</id><published>2009-05-10T14:37:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T12:00:59.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><title type='text'>Amazing Race (Day 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgZ4wGgKADI/AAAAAAAACPw/wK5doyVCePw/s1600-h/Roadtrip+to+Laos+099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334083576441471026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgZ4wGgKADI/AAAAAAAACPw/wK5doyVCePw/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here we go again...in order to be at the Thai embassy by noon before the gate closes on us, we're on the road at 6am! We had another 2 hrs drive, before we parked our truck for the night, took a tuk-tuk to the border, got on a bus to cross the Thai-Laos friendship bridge and lastly booked a taxi straight to the embassy! Woah, try saying that in one breath. Throughout that ordeal, it was 40 degrees with very nasty people trying to cut in line and we were made to pack like sardines. I am sure you can guess how exhausted we were by now...but thats not it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334081496800031730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgZ23DO_8_I/AAAAAAAACPY/vX3W7HnDW6w/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We were greeted by a sea of 'farangs' (foreigners) at the embassy. We got our ticket number and we had 700 people before us! Groans. Their queue system, or more like no system at all, was just terrible. Obviously there were grumpy people all around! Chaotic zoo! Best place to catch swine flu. Thankfully no fights broke out. (Though I secretly thought it would be exciting to see one hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgZ4Eg9FDZI/AAAAAAAACPo/CD32KZLp4R8/s1600-h/Roadtrip+to+Laos+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334082827627859346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgZ4Eg9FDZI/AAAAAAAACPo/CD32KZLp4R8/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334086063395571362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgZ7A3IOBqI/AAAAAAAACQA/KHN9SkUnFzU/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Finally after 4 hours of waiting and pushing and sitting and standing we got to hand in our application. We survived. Out of those gates into freedom! Too much fun in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-1734722104498169649?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1734722104498169649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1734722104498169649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1734722104498169649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1734722104498169649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazing-race-day-2.html' title='Amazing Race (Day 2)'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgZ4wGgKADI/AAAAAAAACPw/wK5doyVCePw/s72-c/Roadtrip+to+Laos+099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7652481955805734865</id><published>2009-05-09T12:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:37:41.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><title type='text'>A crazy roadtrip (Day 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgUNZaVWl9I/AAAAAAAACOw/sovhMPabsz0/s1600-h/Roadtrip+to+Laos+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333684063906994130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgUNZaVWl9I/AAAAAAAACOw/sovhMPabsz0/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333683263605747906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgUMq0-qsMI/AAAAAAAACOo/kdmwPE4a234/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All afternoon&lt;/strong&gt;- I drift in and out of sleep as my playlist is on repeat. We've been on the road for over 10 hours by now, with only 2 toilet breaks. I have been forced to have a bladder of steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;- My "pi gu hen tong ahh!" We need to fill up the tank, it reads empty but there was no gas station in sight! I start thinking about how we are going to push the truck. "Okay, we ought to pray!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9pm&lt;/strong&gt;- Suddenly out of nowhere we see a big multicoloured arrow blinking ahead of us, "GAS STATION!" You won't know how thrilling it was to see those neon lights. Thank you, God! Redbull+ cupnoodles= a totally acceptable dinner combination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10pm&lt;/strong&gt;- Windy mountain road conditions was getting worse. I regret sleeping so much through the day! I realise now that I haven't mentioned we're driving to Vientiane, the capital of Laos, to do another visa application. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1030pm&lt;/strong&gt;- A truck on the opposite direction flashes his headlights at us, we wonder why... another truck comes along and honks at us! Now Dad decides to take that as some sort of warning and slows down. What was up ahead totally blew us away! If those 2 "angels" did not forewarn us, you guys would have gotten news that we've been flattened by elephants. It is moments like these that each day of my life feels like a miracle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Midnight&lt;/strong&gt;- Cannot 'tahan' already! Numbness through my body. Dad jokes about how we've to spend the night in toyota hotel. I do appreciate trying new things, but any longer in that box would leave my body's functions a little haywired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1am&lt;/strong&gt;-We finally found a guesthouse! Crash into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333716468616043186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgUq3nSCmrI/AAAAAAAACO4/IkA4Vy9cPqA/s400/Roadtrip+to+Laos+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-7652481955805734865?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7652481955805734865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7652481955805734865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7652481955805734865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7652481955805734865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-roadtrip-day-1.html' title='A crazy roadtrip (Day 1)'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SgUNZaVWl9I/AAAAAAAACOw/sovhMPabsz0/s72-c/Roadtrip+to+Laos+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6192777742405694518</id><published>2009-05-05T01:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:47:21.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Yet, another!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sf8jx3VJC0I/AAAAAAAACOg/NXzK3ykSmlE/s1600-h/Poh+tii%27s+Wedding+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332019823403141954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sf8jx3VJC0I/AAAAAAAACOg/NXzK3ykSmlE/s400/Poh+tii%27s+Wedding+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332018484415436722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sf8ij7NmF7I/AAAAAAAACOI/uEuvEdfpNTA/s400/Poh+tii%27s+Wedding+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sf8i6gPf1JI/AAAAAAAACOQ/0zYwW5g3pOE/s1600-h/Poh+tii%27s+Wedding+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332018872312648850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sf8i6gPf1JI/AAAAAAAACOQ/0zYwW5g3pOE/s400/Poh+tii%27s+Wedding+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You won't be able to guess what role I was given for this wedding! Gone are the days of being a flower girl, I look forward to being a bridesmaid hopefully once in my life? But never EVER has it cross my mind to be a ring barrier! I mean, isn't that for little cute boys in smart tux? Well, I broke tradition! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a different note, I'm going for a roadtrip tomorrow! Will be back Friday. I hope I'll have lots of photos + stories when I return. Happy May everyone!&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/7779503976564351840-6192777742405694518?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6192777742405694518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6192777742405694518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6192777742405694518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6192777742405694518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/yet-another.html' title='Yet, another!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sf8jx3VJC0I/AAAAAAAACOg/NXzK3ykSmlE/s72-c/Poh+tii%27s+Wedding+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-6132527628151990921</id><published>2009-05-03T15:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:29:16.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>BNN news: Taking over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sf1HDkv96LI/AAAAAAAACOA/2Bdd8ek75-s/s1600-h/Bethel+Graduation+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331495660606580914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sf1HDkv96LI/AAAAAAAACOA/2Bdd8ek75-s/s400/Bethel+Graduation+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus." Philippians 1:6 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel super duper blessed to have Lois, as my sister. Just look at her! I was reminded of how God does not require our ability but our availability! I felt so encouraged by her yesterday when I was working on a lot of things and she willingly took on the planning for Sunday's stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She has such a pure and sweet heart towards God and others. I've much to learn from her too! Okay I sound like I'm promoting her, but no no I'm not. I'm just very grateful to God for working things out so perfectly. In His good timing, He has prepared her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-6132527628151990921?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6132527628151990921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=6132527628151990921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6132527628151990921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/6132527628151990921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/bnn-news-taking-over.html' title='BNN news: Taking over'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sf1HDkv96LI/AAAAAAAACOA/2Bdd8ek75-s/s72-c/Bethel+Graduation+090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7145725342981851767</id><published>2009-05-02T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T17:35:15.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woody'/><title type='text'>A Tribute to My Woody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfqQsKIQROI/AAAAAAAACNw/Jylg7TVqm1E/s1600-h/Woody+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330732197254022370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfqQsKIQROI/AAAAAAAACNw/Jylg7TVqm1E/s400/Woody+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfp4Rg2aTbI/AAAAAAAACNo/wmz4m5FfpfE/s1600-h/Easter+service+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330705351217663410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfp4Rg2aTbI/AAAAAAAACNo/wmz4m5FfpfE/s400/Easter+service+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;Woody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My sweet four inches of pure love. One of his feet was giving him problems and I could see this day coming... but I feel like I've lost one of my best friends. I'll dearly miss hearing him chirp each morning. I'll never forget all the experiences he gave me... whenever I see a bird now, I think "Woody!" &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/7779503976564351840-7145725342981851767?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7145725342981851767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7145725342981851767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7145725342981851767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7145725342981851767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/05/tribute-to-my-woody.html' title='A Tribute to My Woody'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfqQsKIQROI/AAAAAAAACNw/Jylg7TVqm1E/s72-c/Woody+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4083528173050878535</id><published>2009-04-29T18:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:56:31.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>B&amp;W: a + c</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfgyIS3SdNI/AAAAAAAACMo/WtJf_nrH9L8/s1600-h/Athagon%27s+Wedding+248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330065277077058770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfgyIS3SdNI/AAAAAAAACMo/WtJf_nrH9L8/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330061971607972610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfgvH5CC6wI/AAAAAAAACMI/5fBgfWhYTCQ/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfgvioPCX9I/AAAAAAAACMQ/K5zqVIRSpOA/s1600-h/Athagon%27s+Wedding+415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330062430955528146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfgvioPCX9I/AAAAAAAACMQ/K5zqVIRSpOA/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-4083528173050878535?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4083528173050878535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4083528173050878535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4083528173050878535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4083528173050878535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/b-c.html' title='B&amp;W: a + c'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfgyIS3SdNI/AAAAAAAACMo/WtJf_nrH9L8/s72-c/Athagon%27s+Wedding+248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-3751506762360531174</id><published>2009-04-29T15:59:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:38:03.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Got married on a Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfg74bLv9bI/AAAAAAAACNg/2TuYJ2tmDSc/s1600-h/Athagon%27s+Wedding+301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330075999548732850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfg74bLv9bI/AAAAAAAACNg/2TuYJ2tmDSc/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfg5PnIt5XI/AAAAAAAACNA/Jir17aiLLeE/s1600-h/Athagon%27s+Wedding+433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330073099359348082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfg5PnIt5XI/AAAAAAAACNA/Jir17aiLLeE/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today's wedding is one of those I'd remember for life! The groom cried. Not just teary eyes, he cried! I'm not sure what else I need to say. I love seeing how God brings two people together. Athagon and Chin Yan's joyful simple wedding was truely beautiful. Well, every wedding is! Isn't it? It was such an honor to help out on their big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330071304539593010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfg3nI6V2TI/AAAAAAAACMw/qLTdLvHbS3o/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfgYJhygeMI/AAAAAAAACKo/fGizHqr-6yw/s1600-h/Athagon%27s+Wedding+158.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330073718713112066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfg5zqaKVgI/AAAAAAAACNI/6k1T8_Z8tIM/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330043467243981250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfgeSy54CcI/AAAAAAAACLQ/_I2fszPr0Vk/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+451.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330074623484203218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfg6oU8ZkNI/AAAAAAAACNQ/PQOageNbePo/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330075386858044626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfg7Uwu5_NI/AAAAAAAACNY/btFWX9XY5OI/s400/Athagon%27s+Wedding+559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-3751506762360531174?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3751506762360531174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=3751506762360531174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3751506762360531174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3751506762360531174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/got-married-on-wednesday.html' title='Got married on a Wednesday'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sfg74bLv9bI/AAAAAAAACNg/2TuYJ2tmDSc/s72-c/Athagon%27s+Wedding+301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-3805957884233669018</id><published>2009-04-28T11:43:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:10:22.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><title type='text'>Looks like Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583896165232994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfZ8UPOSMWI/AAAAAAAACJg/WiXK0-QsDDI/s400/Spring+09+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;but I feel like I'm in an oven, suffocated by heat! Heh. I shall summarize my thoughts for the day in points because I'm having a throbbing headache and am lazy to write full paragraphs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I've been waking up exceptionally early this past week! This is a great self-improvement. Feel like I'm getting much more done in my day though the workload is still pilling up like no one's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Writing a paper on doctrine survey, in desperate need of insights. This is a tough one but it will and shall be done, with God's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I can't believe the month is drawing to an end. Can time please slow down and not fly by at such a frightening speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tomorrow, I will be photographing a wedding. Truth to be told, I'm a little nervous. I still have so much I don't know. Just hope I can catch the moments, emotions and details! I want to take a photography class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone be well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-3805957884233669018?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3805957884233669018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=3805957884233669018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3805957884233669018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3805957884233669018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/looks-like-spring.html' title='Looks like Spring'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfZ8UPOSMWI/AAAAAAAACJg/WiXK0-QsDDI/s72-c/Spring+09+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-8733575719731628427</id><published>2009-04-25T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:45:06.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>1 more candle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfMNc2FgvkI/AAAAAAAACJI/sJ7LWQjJ9qE/s1600-h/Dad%27s+53rd+Birthday+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328617573315558978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfMNc2FgvkI/AAAAAAAACJI/sJ7LWQjJ9qE/s400/Dad%27s+53rd+Birthday+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfMHiIdRLVI/AAAAAAAACIc/MKKnTbFZ71M/s1600-h/Dad%27s+53rd+Birthday+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328611067076619602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfMHiIdRLVI/AAAAAAAACIc/MKKnTbFZ71M/s400/Dad%27s+53rd+Birthday+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328618339869595778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfMOJduPGII/AAAAAAAACJQ/FTlLKHXnnu0/s400/Dad%27s+53rd+Birthday+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328613702090732626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfMJ7gpltFI/AAAAAAAACIo/127T7bxemEI/s400/Dad%27s+53rd+Birthday+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328616356899771362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfMMWClY0-I/AAAAAAAACJA/QSLKO49ZmY0/s400/Dad%27s+53rd+Birthday+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Birthdays are always very special in my family. First up for the year...it's Daddy's! Our first attempt at making cupcakes with cream frosting. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Papa...thank you for always having your arms open when I need you. Thank you for letting me hang onto your arm. You have no idea how much confidence and feeling of comfort and protection you give me. Thank you for being the strong father that I need, and being the man that I can look at with love and say, "Yes, that's my daddy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-8733575719731628427?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8733575719731628427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=8733575719731628427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8733575719731628427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/8733575719731628427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-year-younger.html' title='1 more candle'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfMNc2FgvkI/AAAAAAAACJI/sJ7LWQjJ9qE/s72-c/Dad%27s+53rd+Birthday+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-3384181341454260120</id><published>2009-04-23T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:21:57.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Halfway there</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfEqrwmGvBI/AAAAAAAACIU/pHIvE2G-iJE/s1600-h/73163243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328086765423475730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfEqrwmGvBI/AAAAAAAACIU/pHIvE2G-iJE/s400/73163243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; type...type...type...SEND! Finally completed another essay, with much relief. 5 more modules to go... all I want to do now is fly a kite and eat sushi! I've been having a whole lot of thoughts stuck up in my puny brain the past week but I haven't had time to write them down. Maybe tomorrow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-3384181341454260120?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3384181341454260120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=3384181341454260120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3384181341454260120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3384181341454260120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/halfway-there.html' title='Halfway there'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SfEqrwmGvBI/AAAAAAAACIU/pHIvE2G-iJE/s72-c/73163243.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7595287403654206273</id><published>2009-04-21T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:27:14.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woody'/><title type='text'>Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SevqNzHE52I/AAAAAAAACIM/K1PXZhMCYw8/s1600-h/Mae+Gone+09+589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326608507074832226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SevqNzHE52I/AAAAAAAACIM/K1PXZhMCYw8/s400/Mae+Gone+09+589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sevpua72JaI/AAAAAAAACIE/V8xZvPGPYd4/s1600-h/End+of+April+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326607968009332130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sevpua72JaI/AAAAAAAACIE/V8xZvPGPYd4/s400/End+of+April+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To the endless question of "Has Woody flown away?" I have decided to write a post. Sadly no, Woody now thinks he's human! Well lately, one of his feet seems very weak so I'm afraid that in the wild he won't be able to survive since I never taught him how! Protective mama here. I wonder how long his lifespan is. Woody is about 1 month 7 days old. Bird shit disgusted me but now it is like a normal everyday thing. I wake up, feed him, "sing"...*poop*... nice one Woody! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think animals just love dropping by our house. No, this is not my new dog. We don't intend to take this fella in because he has a collar but he just loves to get in by crawling under our gate and stick around to disturb Aragon. So far in my life, I've had rabbits, hamsters, a terrapin (Henry), fishes, 4 dogs (Shawn, Trix, Dino, Aragon), a cat (Ginger), and a bird. Let's see what's next! Mom would just flip haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-7595287403654206273?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7595287403654206273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7595287403654206273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7595287403654206273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7595287403654206273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/zoo.html' title='Zoo'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SevqNzHE52I/AAAAAAAACIM/K1PXZhMCYw8/s72-c/Mae+Gone+09+589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-9007262314015803869</id><published>2009-04-17T21:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:14:43.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings...'/><title type='text'>"I dreamed a dream"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeiVE63GJPI/AAAAAAAACH8/fh0J0l-7cJM/s1600-h/susan-boyle-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325670471117972722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeiVE63GJPI/AAAAAAAACH8/fh0J0l-7cJM/s400/susan-boyle-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This just made my night. I bet you all have heard about 47-year-old, Susan Boyle who took part in Britains Got Talent. She's not attractive, not married, never been kissed, took care of her sick mother for years. Everyone in the audience clearly expected a horrible performance. People were caught on camera literally rolling their eyes at her when she said she dreamed of being a professional singer. Even the judges were suppressing chuckles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she sings the first bar of "I dreamed a dream," from the musical "Les Miserables." They are stunned. Quickly everyone changes their opinion of her. She has an amazing voice! I watched it and teared up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What struck me as most impressive about Susan, besides her powerful singing ability, was that despite her less-than-glamorous appearance, she was confident and strong. There is an understated self-assurance that shines through in contrast to the outer appearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't judge a book by it's cover! Who am I to define beauty? If I can see a person as God sees them, THAT makes all the difference. You know, the people who have impacted my life the most are the ones who have seen me the way God has and believed in me. &lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-9007262314015803869?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/9007262314015803869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=9007262314015803869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/9007262314015803869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/9007262314015803869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dreamed-dream.html' title='&quot;I dreamed a dream&quot;'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeiVE63GJPI/AAAAAAAACH8/fh0J0l-7cJM/s72-c/susan-boyle-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-3226886522272088061</id><published>2009-04-16T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:11:30.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reds &amp; Yellows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Seg0eX1OFQI/AAAAAAAACH0/lot8s8FsWLc/s1600-h/BMPS+Opening+Ceremony+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325564255763567874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Seg0eX1OFQI/AAAAAAAACH0/lot8s8FsWLc/s400/BMPS+Opening+Ceremony+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The situation in Thailand grows worse... though it's peaceful here in Mae Sai, we are all keeping one eye on the TV monitor and most of our conversations all center on the current events that are unfolding in Bangkok. Please pray that, by God's grace, the people will be willing to negotiate and find long term solutions for the common good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SegzGfg7VuI/AAAAAAAACHs/P3GFZEdlqH0/s1600-h/Mae+Gone+09+589.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;When will we realise, people need the Lord! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Steve Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-3226886522272088061?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3226886522272088061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=3226886522272088061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3226886522272088061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/3226886522272088061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/reds-yellows.html' title='Reds &amp;amp; Yellows'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Seg0eX1OFQI/AAAAAAAACH0/lot8s8FsWLc/s72-c/BMPS+Opening+Ceremony+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4885721424339239107</id><published>2009-04-14T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:47:16.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>Happy Songkran!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeMUDgveDOI/AAAAAAAACHk/lrmEUe7wFSU/s1600-h/Songkrang+09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324121235043257570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeMUDgveDOI/AAAAAAAACHk/lrmEUe7wFSU/s400/Songkrang+09+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeMTZGcLx6I/AAAAAAAACHc/iTbelVfvq-8/s1600-h/Songkrang+09+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324120506428540834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeMTZGcLx6I/AAAAAAAACHc/iTbelVfvq-8/s400/Songkrang+09+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have an awful t-shirt tan but it comes with the price of having an awesome load of fun! Baby powder fights, cold iced down water (brrrr) everywhere you go, you get soaking wet! We spent the entire day having "water war" at the back of the track as we drove round and round town . Happy Thai New Year my friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-4885721424339239107?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4885721424339239107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4885721424339239107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4885721424339239107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4885721424339239107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-songkran.html' title='Happy Songkran!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeMUDgveDOI/AAAAAAAACHk/lrmEUe7wFSU/s72-c/Songkrang+09+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-2111006982371627957</id><published>2009-04-12T20:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:11:10.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><title type='text'>He is risen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeHnsPQYVdI/AAAAAAAACHE/dKYOsQZpu8Q/s1600-h/Easter+service+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323790981724132818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeHnsPQYVdI/AAAAAAAACHE/dKYOsQZpu8Q/s400/Easter+service+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323792848100156498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeHpY4DGZFI/AAAAAAAACHM/fOnVm539OgM/s400/Easter+service+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Love crucified, arose&lt;br /&gt;The Risen One in splendor&lt;br /&gt;Jehovah soul Defender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Has won the victory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love crucified, arose&lt;br /&gt;And the grave became a place of hope&lt;br /&gt;For the heart that sin and sorrow broke&lt;br /&gt;Is beating once again&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/7779503976564351840-2111006982371627957?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2111006982371627957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=2111006982371627957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2111006982371627957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/2111006982371627957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-is-risen.html' title='He is risen!'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeHnsPQYVdI/AAAAAAAACHE/dKYOsQZpu8Q/s72-c/Easter+service+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5471035658733545918</id><published>2009-04-11T21:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:56:31.805+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><title type='text'>Ah, another stamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeCdqZhMxEI/AAAAAAAACGk/areIWaaZSzE/s1600-h/Laos+Visa+trip+035-pola01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323428111282127938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeCdqZhMxEI/AAAAAAAACGk/areIWaaZSzE/s400/Laos+Visa+trip+035-pola01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323432665783007122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeChzgW095I/AAAAAAAACG8/sqVTaZ8vx3w/s400/Laos+Visa+trip+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323431875494205362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeChFgTS17I/AAAAAAAACG0/cG1AcfXgiYY/s400/Laos+Visa+trip+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today we made a day trip into Laos for our visa run. We took a boat ride in and had the best yogurt milkshake ever! Sure has been quite a week. Okay, I'm going to turn in now. I must sleep early tonight, for we have Easter sunrise service at Baan-nana, 5am! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-5471035658733545918?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5471035658733545918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5471035658733545918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5471035658733545918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5471035658733545918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/ah-another-stamp.html' title='Ah, another stamp'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SeCdqZhMxEI/AAAAAAAACGk/areIWaaZSzE/s72-c/Laos+Visa+trip+035-pola01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-7615908845077982684</id><published>2009-04-10T16:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:22:54.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>On this Good Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sd8ys9SfQCI/AAAAAAAACGU/RmVmRovYEKA/s1600-h/ah+bei%27s+village+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323029032522956834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sd8ys9SfQCI/AAAAAAAACGU/RmVmRovYEKA/s400/ah+bei%27s+village+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "About an hour later another asserted, "Certainly this fellow was with him, for he is a Galilean." Peter replied, "Man, I don't know what you are talking about!" Just as He was speaking the rooster crowed. &lt;strong&gt;The Lord turned and looked straight at Peter.&lt;/strong&gt; Then Peter remembered the word the Lord had spoken to him: "Before the rooster crows today, you will disown me three times. And he went outside and wept bitterly" Luke 22:59-62&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Lord looked at Peter... can you image that look he gave?.... I can. Because I, like Peter, have disappointed Him many a times. It is an undescribable look, it is piercing yet so tender, disappointed yet still full of hope and love. It is the look of grace. The look that exposes my heart with all its ugly sins and what follows is the only appropriate response- to turn and weep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in that look is the discovery that saves, the exposure that purifies and the judgement that redeems. May we weep in godly sorrow knowing that we are forgiven and are empowered to live a righteous life with God's help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you dear God for being so merciful and kind to me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With all my heart, I love you.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-7615908845077982684?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7615908845077982684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=7615908845077982684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7615908845077982684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/7615908845077982684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-this-good-friday.html' title='On this Good Friday'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sd8ys9SfQCI/AAAAAAAACGU/RmVmRovYEKA/s72-c/ah+bei%27s+village+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-398585820041827929</id><published>2009-04-08T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T15:48:59.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simply photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>I come to the garden...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sd2mBoNfAGI/AAAAAAAACGM/bITz6Krdces/s1600-h/Chiangrai+flowers+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322592881525850210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sd2mBoNfAGI/AAAAAAAACGM/bITz6Krdces/s400/Chiangrai+flowers+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I come to the garden alone&lt;br /&gt;While the dew is still on the roses&lt;br /&gt;And the voice I hear falling on my ear&lt;br /&gt;The son of God discloses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He walks with me, and He talks with me&lt;br /&gt;And He tells me I am His own!&lt;br /&gt;And the joy we share as we tarry there,&lt;br /&gt;None other has ever known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He speaks and the sound of His voice&lt;br /&gt;Is so sweet that the birds hush their singing&lt;br /&gt;And the melody that He gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Within my heart is ringing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He walks with me, and He talks with me&lt;br /&gt;And He tells me I am His own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the joy we share as we tarry there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;None other has ever known!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322590370452499682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sd2jvdu8bOI/AAAAAAAACGE/tALQySNe3EA/s400/Chiangrai+flowers+103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-398585820041827929?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/398585820041827929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=398585820041827929' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/398585820041827929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/398585820041827929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-come-to-garden.html' title='I come to the garden...'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/Sd2mBoNfAGI/AAAAAAAACGM/bITz6Krdces/s72-c/Chiangrai+flowers+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4666435017789463984</id><published>2009-04-03T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T18:49:24.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Photobooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdsQR15KgqI/AAAAAAAACF0/ArpPWQ0UXc4/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321865283379036834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdsQR15KgqI/AAAAAAAACF0/ArpPWQ0UXc4/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdsPKiQjo6I/AAAAAAAACFs/tTl_DH65LyI/s1600-h/4ofus.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All I'm going to say is that we will still be talking about this when we are 100 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-4666435017789463984?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4666435017789463984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4666435017789463984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4666435017789463984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4666435017789463984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/photobooth.html' title='Photobooth'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdsQR15KgqI/AAAAAAAACF0/ArpPWQ0UXc4/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-178024532715665801</id><published>2009-04-02T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:27:01.281+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>Burma by day, Myanmar by night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321081018372122914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdhG_nEk6SI/AAAAAAAACE8/QErrczolh0I/s400/Mae+Sai+Team+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdhH1hu3CTI/AAAAAAAACFM/M5Na5-FiDvY/s1600-h/Mae+Sai+Team+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321081944651794738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdhH1hu3CTI/AAAAAAAACFM/M5Na5-FiDvY/s400/Mae+Sai+Team+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdhHcSeYBoI/AAAAAAAACFE/VIe490Don1E/s1600-h/Mae+Sai+Team+167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321081511059392130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdhHcSeYBoI/AAAAAAAACFE/VIe490Don1E/s400/Mae+Sai+Team+167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321085550112161586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdhLHZHmPzI/AAAAAAAACFc/FGl-WOah9no/s400/Mae+Sai+Team+189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321092732530810082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdhRpdtpXOI/AAAAAAAACFk/xdLaA8wMs-w/s400/Mae+Sai+Team+203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321084877860373458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdhKgQySA9I/AAAAAAAACFU/z3RyS-010QA/s400/Mae+Sai+Team+194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This country needs lots of prayer, especially from the whole oppressive government thing. Thank God for the opportunity to minister in an orphanage there. The people are incredibly friendly and the kids are so sweet, waving and grinning for the camera. Like the boy in my first picture, a lot of Burmese cover their faces with Thanaka, part makeup, part sunscreen and some say to scare away evil spirits. Those little baskets there are the only possessions that each kid have. There isn't proper roads or an internet connection in sight... what a stark contrast with its rapidly modernizing neighbor, Thailand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7779503976564351840-178024532715665801?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/178024532715665801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=178024532715665801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/178024532715665801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/178024532715665801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/burma-by-day-myanmar-by-night.html' title='Burma by day, Myanmar by night'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdhG_nEk6SI/AAAAAAAACE8/QErrczolh0I/s72-c/Mae+Sai+Team+192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-1590395668148647542</id><published>2009-04-01T19:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:40:58.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pranked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdX0KwyfXrI/AAAAAAAACE0/calpfsL-FDk/s1600-h/BMPS+English+Camp+09+261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320427000540651186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdX0KwyfXrI/AAAAAAAACE0/calpfsL-FDk/s400/BMPS+English+Camp+09+261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I should seriously throw this lousy mouse away!" Little did it occur to me that it was april fools day. I was a victim, good one boys &amp;amp; girl.&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/7779503976564351840-1590395668148647542?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1590395668148647542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=1590395668148647542' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1590395668148647542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/1590395668148647542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/04/pranked.html' title='Pranked'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdX0KwyfXrI/AAAAAAAACE0/calpfsL-FDk/s72-c/BMPS+English+Camp+09+261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-4719074394748048181</id><published>2009-03-31T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:41:09.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>For such a time as this</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320362074970015554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdW5HmMMR0I/AAAAAAAACEE/AdnkNYTiFv0/s400/Mae+Gone+09+318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdW8SGZfBLI/AAAAAAAACEc/tltKRqntGFw/s1600-h/Mae+Gone+09+352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320365553949279410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdW8SGZfBLI/AAAAAAAACEc/tltKRqntGFw/s400/Mae+Gone+09+352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320377060366309794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdXGv3JFWaI/AAAAAAAACEs/7ZWTcpC8--Q/s400/Mae+Gone+09+369.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdW65Tjwk7I/AAAAAAAACEU/scHA2_XXr2U/s1600-h/Mae+Gone+09+378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320364028473676722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdW65Tjwk7I/AAAAAAAACEU/scHA2_XXr2U/s400/Mae+Gone+09+378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320369392740031394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdW_xjAhW6I/AAAAAAAACEk/LIEV1scGM2s/s400/Mae+Gone+09+429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'm back from the land that's been extremely close to my heart- Mae Gone! Such a beautiful place, fresh air and roosters that have no sense of time. They are perpetually making noise through the night when it's not even daybreak yet! But other than that, the mission house there has had many changes. It's really becoming too comfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though we only had a small team of youths to lead in the children's ministry this year, God made it possible. It's not about me and my limitations but about God and how great He is! I serve an awesome God! We had a great time learning about "Walking with Jesus". *Walk, walk walk walk in the light hey! A big "thank you" to all those who prayed for us. I'm going to miss this annual trip from now onwards...I wonder how the kids will be like when I next return! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7779503976564351840-4719074394748048181?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4719074394748048181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=4719074394748048181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4719074394748048181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/4719074394748048181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-such-time-as-this.html' title='For such a time as this'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdW5HmMMR0I/AAAAAAAACEE/AdnkNYTiFv0/s72-c/Mae+Gone+09+318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7779503976564351840.post-5351554851381160069</id><published>2009-03-30T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:30:35.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woody'/><title type='text'>Raising Woody</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320334023679494018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdWfmy_XR4I/AAAAAAAACD0/j94c0Yl11X0/s400/BMPS+English+Camp+09+467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdWf_KRf6iI/AAAAAAAACD8/3uj_6jpubf4/s1600-h/BMPS+English+Camp+09+468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320334442246433314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdWf_KRf6iI/AAAAAAAACD8/3uj_6jpubf4/s400/BMPS+English+Camp+09+468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;and just like that, Woody has grown up. He's an active chirpy little guy. Been doing flight trainings with him and he's hilarious to watch. He takes off like a kid jumping off the side of the pool. Though I'm gonna really miss him, I hope he'll be able to return to the wild soon. A couple more days in flight school and he'd be ready! What kind of bird do you think he is? Cementpecker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7779503976564351840-5351554851381160069?l=citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5351554851381160069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7779503976564351840&amp;postID=5351554851381160069' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5351554851381160069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7779503976564351840/posts/default/5351554851381160069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://citygirl-villagekid.blogspot.com/2009/03/raising-woody.html' title='Raising Woody'/><author><name>Lydia</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/R6Ae282W7WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/MMWEhqyUkCw/S220/May+07+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XtSp7kqCPag/SdWfmy_XR4I/AAAAAAAACD0/j94c0Yl11X0/s72-c/BMPS+English+Camp+09+467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
