<?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-4931313870663806776</id><updated>2011-12-14T19:11:58.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerry Jasing Foo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6574594157073636856</id><published>2009-07-03T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T07:05:37.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandakan (Friday)</title><content type='html'>Been back Sandakan for 3 days, nothing much to do though, my friends is coming back on the 12th of July. Tonight I was planning to go to Lily's church, but due to her mother not letting her out of the house. Maybe she knows that she is going to church. I can see that Lily faith is strong, even though her mom took her food away when she is praying before eating...(haiz~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          However, I stayed back at home and my mom had a bible study with some senior friends tonight. Of course, I joined her and helped them to play the melody...my poor skills-_-!!( I tried my best) I was so touched although there is no perfect guitar or perfect melody...they still worship God with all their heart. I think I shall learn more from them...Such strong faith~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-6574594157073636856?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6574594157073636856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6574594157073636856' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6574594157073636856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6574594157073636856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/07/sandakan-friday.html' title='Sandakan (Friday)'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-7794468799853816132</id><published>2009-05-20T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:49:00.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evaluation of Evax</title><content type='html'>After the evax, being rejected to get phone no. and refused to listen to us. I felt quite &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;discouraged&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sad&lt;/span&gt;, is because the people's heart are too hard and blind to listen to us. As we are &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God's&lt;/span&gt; messengers, being rejected to sent the good news to non-believers. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Discouraged&lt;/span&gt; is because I prepared myself for this Evax for a week, It is hard for me to build a courageous heart to speak to strangers, but I tried my best anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I hide my negative feelings from my friends after the failure of sharing gospel  in Evax, but I can't hide it from &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;. He encouraged me with this Chapter &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;(2 Thessalonians 3)&lt;/span&gt;, it is about disciples spreading the good new of God and encouraged discples to pray for one another. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; will protect us from the evil, we must have faith in Him as He is powerful and faithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"May the Lord direct your hearts into God's love nad Christ perseverance."&lt;br /&gt;(2 Thessalonians 3:5)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;       This words caught my heart, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; reminds me that all that I am doing is for God, even I was denied the reason is because of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; not because of me. However, I felt much more better. Sometimes, I was thinking &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; can really bear alot of things (e.g our sins, uncomfortable feeling of being rejected.etc), even for me, little unhappy things can affect my daily attitude, but for &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, He is sad when being rejected by people He Loves, but still come and comfort His &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Royal Messengers(Us).&lt;/span&gt; I think our &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; is awesome!! That make Him very special, and this made me Love him even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-7794468799853816132?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/7794468799853816132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=7794468799853816132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7794468799853816132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7794468799853816132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/05/evaluation-of-evax.html' title='Evaluation of Evax'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-8532171627897752768</id><published>2009-05-20T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:25:20.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Evax-Vol. 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Today had been raining cats and dogs the whole day, quite moody my mood. Maybe God wanted us to have faith in Him to do this Evax. I was teamed up with Xi's, approached a year 1 game coarse male student. I didn't talk much cause I do not know anything about Games program, so Xi's the one doing the talking ( I was relaxing ^-^...hehe). Then we shared the gospel step by step. However, we did not succeed to get his contact no. (although we asked twice =.=) and the weather was too rainy and windy that we have to end our conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        Then, we returned to Y block to try approach diffrent people, and we chosed a girl, he attitude quite cold, gave me a shock.... Don't ,like the feeling either~ However, Xi, Will, Sunnie, Jer, Peth, SingHoe, Jason, Philip and I went to have late lunch together. We hardly have this kindda gathering, get to have more fellowship with them more. Then, Sunnie and I went to shop for awhile. However, the weather is cold and raining.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-8532171627897752768?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/8532171627897752768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=8532171627897752768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8532171627897752768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8532171627897752768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/05/grand-evax-vol-3.html' title='Grand Evax-Vol. 3'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-7053707763753123290</id><published>2009-05-19T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T08:30:37.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Day with Daniels!!! (Pic)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/ShLGy_lFVsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WQm4LO5c7sM/s1600-h/DSC01938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337547087750190786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/ShLGy_lFVsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WQm4LO5c7sM/s320/DSC01938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  There is a rainbow behind me and Myrna....Even God is with us shopping~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/ShLGykJ9QaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/W8ReN8QdmDE/s1600-h/DSC01939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337547080388657570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/ShLGykJ9QaI/AAAAAAAAAJs/W8ReN8QdmDE/s320/DSC01939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/ShLGySF4mXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HE_vDT3NuqM/s1600-h/DSC01940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337547075539736946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/ShLGySF4mXI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HE_vDT3NuqM/s320/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&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/4931313870663806776-7053707763753123290?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/7053707763753123290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=7053707763753123290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7053707763753123290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7053707763753123290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping-day-with-daniels-pic.html' title='Shopping Day with Daniels!!! (Pic)'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/ShLGy_lFVsI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WQm4LO5c7sM/s72-c/DSC01938.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6846115221846786342</id><published>2009-05-19T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:34:35.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful day!!</title><content type='html'>Today, rained almost the whole day none stop. I supposed to be skipping class, cause it is raining and I did not like it and my accounting lecture class is at 9am!! However, yesterday when I was reading the bible (1 Thessalonians 4:1-12). Reminds me to live everyday for Jesus and to prepare ourselves for his return as HE could return any day. So, I arrived Uni early 9am at Uni and meet upi with my friend (Karen) at class. On the other hand, Ariel and Tony who should be coming to class skipped the whole day class(accused given: cause it is rainy day-_-!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Karen wanted me to accompany her to buy movie ticket after class, and we walked to myer centre cinema. Later on, she wanted to eat at a restaurant although we both have brought food with us. I just don't know why, i agree with her and brought her to Han woo Ri (Korean Restuarant) to have lunch together. Then I caught this opportunity to talked about the gospel and our Hope Brisbane church!! However, she wasn't that open when I share the gospel, and I try to know why she don't like to hear me sharing Gospel. She told me that, she's been attending Christian primary &amp;amp; high school for 11 years!! She told me, she never experience God, and do not understand why I like to share Gospel so much. Haiz~ what a sad case!! However, I  know that God opened a way for me to approach her today, I am gonna keep praying for her until she receive salvationa and get to experience God's touching!! Praying is important, it's not only about communicate with God but also a kind of humble or hidden service and care that it is doing for friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Love God, your Lord as He is the Supplier of our daily life!!  muaaaackkkkk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-6846115221846786342?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6846115221846786342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6846115221846786342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6846115221846786342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6846115221846786342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/05/wonderful-day.html' title='A wonderful day!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-1726527641957933658</id><published>2009-05-19T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:06:36.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Day with Daniels!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Quite a long period of time i hadn't update my blog. Yesterday, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Myrna, Priscilla, Ben. Jeremy, Lily and I&lt;/span&gt; went to DFO for shopping. The main point of going DFO because&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I need a pair of Jeans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; (my former jeans can not fit me any more...good news for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have not been to DFO before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Want to spend some time with the gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;        This shopping was very exciting for me, because I can spend some relax time with friends after being surrounded by stress. We arrived DFO around 1pm, I was so excited because the jeans was cheaper compare to the city, so I bought one jeans, a pair of black shoes which is half price of its original price, a boots which is same as Myrna and Priscilla ( buy 2 free1)...hehe. 1 dress, 2 t-shirts. However, after shopping I found out Ben and Jeremy did not buy alot...because their theory is " We won't buy something that is not necessary." (Looks like girl spend too much on unnecessary things) T_T...That's the nature of girls anyway....lolz!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;       Anyway, I spend a great time with the gang, and hope that we can have this time together again.... I love Daniel's!!! COme lets grow spiritually strong together. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-1726527641957933658?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/1726527641957933658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=1726527641957933658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1726527641957933658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1726527641957933658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/05/shopping-day-with-daniels.html' title='Shopping Day with Daniels!!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-834961788854216029</id><published>2009-05-11T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T07:03:59.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;    It's been quite a long time that I did not update my blog :p. Yesterday was Mother's day, during the service Pastor Lai Ling shared alot of her experience of being a mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     This made me though of my mom, my mom is a business woman, I remembered that when I was young, we were very poor, living in a small wooden house. Income from my dad wasn't enough for me and my sister to survive, so my mom started to work with her brother in his office. However, years after years later, my mom who is from a no body became to be a some body in the circle of Business. Whoever, in this business industry knows my mom name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     Of course, she build her business from a rice retail shop to a rice factory, beside that she have alot of other businesses such as building shops and sold it to people.... and others international business that I don't even know until her secretary told me...I was quite shock!! That is because she is just a woman, I can see that God's blessing upon our household. However, as her business became more and more busy she have to sacrifice her time with her family, but I did not think much about her purpose of having a huge business and I was quite angry about her not taking care of us, especially I feel insecure in my teenage period still need me to take care of my younger siblings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      Until one night, we were all sleeping, one of my sister was still playnig games in the computer room located outside our house. We locked all the doors of the house, all a sudden my mom knocked on my door asking me where is my younger sister, and told me that she wasn't in her room. I didn't think much and told her not to worry she can take of herself, but she didn't give up and keep searching for every room in the house. My mom searched for an hour and she finally heard my younger sister knocking very hard outside the door, calling some one to open the door for her. After that incident, I realised that, no matter how our mother become, she is still very caring and love every one of her children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      I know God is also gentle and caring, He loves all of his children no matter how they sinned. He care alot for the lost sheeps(People), that is still wondering in this world. He is always there for us and never busy to hear us pray to Him for HELP! In addition, believers are all torch light of this world! Are God's chosen people to light the darkness of people's life into God's Mercy and LOve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light;those who dwell in a land of deep darkness, on them the light has shined. (Isaiah 9:2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-834961788854216029?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/834961788854216029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=834961788854216029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/834961788854216029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/834961788854216029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-edition.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day Edition'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6690250845375980877</id><published>2009-04-20T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T05:23:14.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being part of the HOPE family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Yesterday, sunday was same as usual that I went to &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hope Brisbane church&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;UQ.&lt;/span&gt; I met one of our brother Eddie, which I met in te membership class, he told me that today he got his membership certificate. I was so excited even in CDS class. Later, then I attended the "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Prinsciple of follow-up&lt;/span&gt;". I like this class quite alot, teaching me how to keep following-up new people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;             After our praise and worship, Pastors started to annouced the names of &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HOPE &lt;/span&gt;new members. When, my name was being announced, the Daniels was so shocked, because not many people know that I became a member (How humble I am T_T!!). Even when I went out there to take my certificate, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Pastor Wilson&lt;/span&gt; asked me twice:" You are Jerry Foo? Are you Jerry Foo?" I said:" Yes!" Very confirmed. I was so touched when they sang the song " &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We are a family&lt;/span&gt;" I almost cry, because I sinned so much in the past, but &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; still use me to be &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LIGHT and SALT&lt;/span&gt; in this world. However, I control my emotion, if not I will be crying for the pass 1 hour...hehe..I am so happy, I finally settle down in this wonderful church, which God's uses it to grow and fertilized disciples...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE GOD&lt;/span&gt; very much, because HE is always good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-6690250845375980877?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6690250845375980877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6690250845375980877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6690250845375980877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6690250845375980877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/04/being-part-of-hope-family.html' title='Being part of the HOPE family'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-1881339785484930489</id><published>2009-04-18T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:42:13.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melbourne Oceania Convention</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                 After 3 days back from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Melbourne&lt;/span&gt;, the feeling was like i have left Brisbane 3 months. I missed the weather here. In &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mebourne&lt;/span&gt; OC, I got more intimacy with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; and got the confirmation that I have the gift of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;prophecy&lt;/span&gt;. The story start like this;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;            &lt;strong&gt;  10th April 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;                When we arrive &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Philip &lt;/span&gt;island, (Thank God that He put &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Philip&lt;/span&gt; in our car, if not we girls are going to be lost in the middle of no where!!) I was so happy, and I wanted to express my joy, so I run to our leader,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; The BOSS&lt;/span&gt; and wanted to do my funny patting. He saw me coming and very coldly said :" Don't touch me, I am tired." I was quite stunted, however, this became a joke between &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;David&lt;/span&gt; and me....haha!! I get to know more and more of our Daniel's 2 group character. I remember I was eating with the Daniel group and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sunnie&lt;/span&gt; came back with a plate of "apple crumble", I was so excited that I stood up and wanted to get a plate of that desert. Suddenly, &lt;strong&gt;Philip&lt;/strong&gt; voice came :"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jerry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you better sit down and finish your vegetables."  I did not really recognised that voice but just sat down to my chair and finish my vegetables, then our leaders, &lt;em&gt;Christine&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Jimmie&lt;/em&gt; was quite surprise because I just obey him, for me his attitude is just reminding me to finish my food before going to get the next one, for them is I am scared of &lt;strong&gt;Philip&lt;/strong&gt; so I obey him.  &lt;strong&gt;Philip&lt;/strong&gt; is like a dad to me, keep reminding people when we forgot what we should finish the task 1st then continue the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 April 2009 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                  &lt;/strong&gt;I keep&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;having vision of one our brother and this is a surferring because i did not know what &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;wanted to tell me. However, I keep seeking God deeply and asked God for a sentence for this brother. Then a sentence came to me :" &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Endure in me&lt;/span&gt;." Then, I surely know that this is from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; because, at that moment i didn't know what "endure" mean. So i just discuss with my leader and wanted her to help me give this sentence to him. After doing that, there is no sign of the vision again, "Thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;!" I learn alot of things about Holy Spirit and different kind of sign and wonders testimonies being shared by the Pastors, I really like the way &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Pastor Simon&lt;/span&gt; preach, because he is very funny and very &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Malaysian&lt;/span&gt;!! I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; food, music, slang and people~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                   In the afternoon, I went to the workshop of Prophecy, I wanted to know more about this ministry. So,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; Christine, David, Will&lt;/span&gt; and me went together. I learn that as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;God's Prophet&lt;/span&gt;, we have to be very sensitive and need to pray to Him to keep in touch with Him day and Night... At the same time, there is bad news, We have to be very careful when dealing with the message from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; and not curse people when they fail us, because this will open a door for our enemy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Satan&lt;/span&gt;, to come and attack us and deceive us from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;.  I really really like the gift of prophecy because I can talk to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;and He can talk back to me through different ways e.g. dreams, visions, audible voice...etc It is like playing a puzzle with Him. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; Him even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 April 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;          &lt;/strong&gt; In the morning, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Christine&lt;/span&gt; separate us in to groups of 2. It is my 1st time to lead my buddy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt;, to have a quite time in the morning. So we prayed and I ask her does she understand the message of the preacher. Then she began to share, she really shared alot of her past to me and this is also my 1st time to sit down peacefully and listen to people!! After the quite time, we still have a lot of time, I started to share I keep receiving dreams from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; when I was young, she also shared that she can see the future of some one but it is the bad one and she don't like it. Then, I encourage her to seek &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; and explain that &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; is good and has His purpose in her. Then, I know why we were being put together, we both have the same gift in prophecy...wow~ Daniel 2 are having more and more prophet and intercessors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;            &lt;/strong&gt;Today I attended "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Moving in the spirit with Discernment&lt;/span&gt;", I can't believe that what the Teacher experience was almost what I met  in the past. I wanted to find out more, so I went out to get pray and try to talk to her, but Alas! there is alot of people in the queque, at the same time I got this opportunity to talk with a girl from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hope Perth&lt;/span&gt; original from West Malaysia. I got to know that she was once a bass player who performed at the Chinese Orchestra, we shared alot but I didn't waited for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Helen Kirby&lt;/span&gt; instead went to another prayer to get prayed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;            When she 1st prayed, (quite long actually) she saw a pink light very bright and attractive but surrounded by darkness, and saw a temple in her vision. She asked me what is my background, I didn't really told her and just said nothing. ( I am trying to hide my past, I don't want alot of people to know it, because it is very embarassing.) Then, she prayed for me the second time, she said that :" &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;God said there is not short cut to the maturity of Christian, He is removing the old pain from a house and painting its foundation with new colour&lt;/span&gt;." God was right I am rushing to grow in Christ, this is very dangerous because I wanted to grow more and help my family receive salvation but at the same time my foundation is not firm. So I repent my sin for not letting &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;hold my plans. After the prayer I was so tired, I thought maybe God wanted to give me dreams so I just straight went to bed...haha!! However, nothing happen but I slept, alot of friends are finding me, but I hide myself under some sleeping bag, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; gave me a good 2 hours rest until being awaken by our brothers who is singing " Who am I" (-_-!!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 April 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;             &lt;/strong&gt;Today is the last day of OC, so fast I can't belive it. We had our praise and worhsip song, the spirit of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; came to me, He gave me vision that Jesus and me holding hands, I look very worry and unsecure because there is alot of things that can't be open and shared to the public. However, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; just said very gentlely: " I will come back." then He is being lifted up from earth to heaven. I looked at Him so Holy He is being lifed up!! But I feel very relieved although &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Jesus&lt;/span&gt; leave the Earth because He said &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;He will be back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;             &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; also remind that I was there to witness his wonders and miracles, e.g. I wanted a brother, because I chinese tradition my mom have to give to birth to a boy if not this is a disgarce in the family, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; gave me one, before the birth no one knows that the baby in the womb is a boy, but I know!? My younger sister was always sick and almost visit the hospital every 2 months, I saw her suffer on the bed with the pin in her hands, I prayed in my heart:" &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;God &lt;/span&gt;heal my sister, I need her to come back and play with me." He did!! My sister did not visit the Hospital from that month onwards. Another sister of mine was also &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;God'&lt;/span&gt;s blessing, she came to this world in an extraordinary way, when she came to this world, my mom have to go through operation to get her out from the womb, this is very dangerous as back in my place, this kind of operation is quite new and not being practice alot, but still my mom and sister survive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;            &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; also remind me, when I was young, I wrote Christmas card to Him at Christmas. He said:" You have seen me do wonders and miracles in your family, where have the naive girl gone to? Give me all your past and shame." I did trade in my past and in return God gave me joy and strength to praise and worship Him. I can feel that I break free from my sins. After the closing ceremony,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; Josh&lt;/span&gt;, my buddy who was sitting next to me, told me that she saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;a vision of a girl being tied to a massive and heavy ball, suddenly, broke free while running and jumping in the garden wearing white and very happy&lt;/span&gt;. I feel that God want to tell me I am free and it is time to rise up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-1881339785484930489?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/1881339785484930489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=1881339785484930489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1881339785484930489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1881339785484930489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/04/melbourne-oceania-convention.html' title='Melbourne Oceania Convention'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-4491393811544623128</id><published>2009-04-15T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:46:39.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;        Today, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt; has move out of my house, another bad news came, the house owner doesn't approve me to stay at his house, quite sad (T_T)...... I think we have to move again, cause it is impossible for &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Sunnie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nilla&lt;/span&gt; to pay for 3 bed rooms while there is only 2 people living in the house. Later on, I was talking to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nilla&lt;/span&gt; about my spiritual gift that I explore, and we talked about one of our brother, who rely on people alot. However, some people meant to fail us sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         Then, I went to bath and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; send me a vision. The vision was last year 2008, a boy played with my feelings and hurted me alot with some other friends, even when I recommited to Christ I still feel the pain from the past!! Then one day, I was condemning them in my heart, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; spoke to me:" &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will punish them, if you feel more relieve&lt;/span&gt;." I was shocked and I quickly pray to &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;:" &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;, please don't be like that! I forgive them, please put mercy on them, I pray that they don't do this to another girl, help them to stop their childish attitude." However, after the vision, God told me not to condemn or have hard feelings over people who hurt us because we humans are not perfect in everything, in contrast He wants us to pray for them. This verse reminds me of this situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                   &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  You have that it was said, "Love your neighbor and hate your enemy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But i tell you:Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;that you may be sons of your father in heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;he causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; If you love those who love you, what reward will you get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Are not even the tax collectors doing that? And if you greet only your brothers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; what are you doing more than others? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Do not even pagans do that? Be perfect, therefore, asyour heavenly Father is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Matthew 5:43-48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; Hope my testimony help people facing this kind of situation!! Good Luck ;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-4491393811544623128?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/4491393811544623128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=4491393811544623128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4491393811544623128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4491393811544623128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/04/power-of-prayers.html' title='Power of Prayers'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-5817292002368295714</id><published>2009-03-25T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T06:48:29.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My Princess Bride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Allow Me to be your Strong Prince to fight any and all battles you're in right now. I don't want my bride to exhaust herself fighting in her own strength. The battle you face my love, is already won! Now step behind me and let your powerful Prince shield you from the attacks of the enemy of your soul. Yes, I am your warrior and your protector. As long as you stand behind me and let me fight for you, there is nothing that can or will overtake you. It is my pleasure to go to war for my beloved bride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My Prince,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I am ready to let You fight for me, my warrior. I am tired of battling alone. Please forgive me for using my actions and words as weapons to hurt those who have hurt me. Thank you for being my shield and my strength. You alone are the one who will bring victory to my life.Thank you for fighting for me, I love you my Lord! Your Princess Bride,who is ready to stand behind you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"For the LORD your God is the one who goes with you to fight for you against your enemies to give you victory."Deuteronomy 20:4 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;from the website of Hisprincess.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-5817292002368295714?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/5817292002368295714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=5817292002368295714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/5817292002368295714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/5817292002368295714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-letter.html' title='Love Letter'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6038127329497269929</id><published>2009-03-25T02:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T02:39:57.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Album</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/Scn70qSrRLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kOckUTEfyEE/s1600-h/DSC01779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317057717211972786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/Scn70qSrRLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kOckUTEfyEE/s320/DSC01779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/Scn6Ar47QII/AAAAAAAAAIg/Q4S348sa97Q/s1600-h/PhotoFunia-48c39_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my siblings, Thanks God that he created them, so that I won't feel boring in my childhood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(Because of them, I naturally being trained to be a leader in the household)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/Scn6AqhTgkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/G5A1c9F56DE/s1600-h/PhotoFunia-492b0_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317055724408504898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/Scn6AqhTgkI/AAAAAAAAAIY/G5A1c9F56DE/s320/PhotoFunia-492b0_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my foundation friends, we are very close and I Love them very much^-^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/Scn6AbNkizI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lEfpsxPCoHw/s1600-h/2627_75846855820_637200820_2774543_799995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317055720299203378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/Scn6AbNkizI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lEfpsxPCoHw/s320/2627_75846855820_637200820_2774543_799995_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lily always said that her head is bigger than mine, I didn't notice until she complain&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Advice: we live by faith not by sight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4931313870663806776-6038127329497269929?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6038127329497269929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6038127329497269929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6038127329497269929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6038127329497269929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/photo-album.html' title='Photo Album'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/Scn70qSrRLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kOckUTEfyEE/s72-c/DSC01779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-2040313225300890789</id><published>2009-03-25T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T02:30:04.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evax Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;              Today, all a sudden I woke up around 5am early in the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cold morning&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't know why, and try to get back to sleep as my body is so tired (yesterday was payer meeting extended, went to bed around 12am). However, I gave up and went to wash up for the day, wanted to do my quite time in my room but &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt; was sleeping and I gave up the idea. As usual went to watch morning news, maybe I turn the volume of the TV too loud, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sunnie&lt;/span&gt; walk in to see what is happening. She saw me and asked:" Why are you so early?" and just told her I can't sleep, then &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;she turn into my mom:"Well, then go and do your quite time in the dinning room-_-!!!"&lt;/span&gt; (Thanks for giving me this idea) So of coarse :p , switch off the TV and went to do my quite time, after my quite time, I feel so relax and went back to my cosy bed with &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;, slept like a baby until &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt; woke me up. hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Today is &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Evax day&lt;/span&gt;, which is to approach people and share Gospel to different nations in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;QUT&lt;/span&gt;. Our brother &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Peter Chong&lt;/span&gt; was there to help us, this is my first time to be in this event^-^.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Peter&lt;/span&gt; gives us some advice and prayed before we spread into groups, me and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nilla&lt;/span&gt; is in one group ( I forced her to accept me...hehe~) Then, I asked &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nilla,&lt;/span&gt; what girls are we targeting, she said of coarse girls that is relaxing and have time to listen to us, so I said :" &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BOTANIC GARDEN&lt;/span&gt;~ " When, we walked to Botanic Garden, trying to share Gospel to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Aussie girls&lt;/span&gt;, but me and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nilla&lt;/span&gt; lack of confident to share with them :p, so we found two &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Asian girls&lt;/span&gt;, however they are Christians, so we just tell them about our event and LG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          We continued to find people, she just saw this girl sitting on the grass drawing a tree. I saw this girl so lonely, and I suggested to &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Nilla&lt;/span&gt; :" Try this one, she is alone." Then we said Hi! with a friendly face, started to have a girl's talk as a warm up &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;(e.g. Shopping, travel places, Culture diffrences....etc),&lt;/span&gt; when she began to open up her heart to talk to us by sharing her family background, we started to share &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;CCM&lt;/span&gt; and God's gospel, we successfully shared the whole thing. After this, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nilla &lt;/span&gt;and I was so confident about sharing the Gospel and wanted to try one more, but Alas! There is no more time for us, as it is 1 o'clock. we need to get back to our team. We shared our experience and there was one person accepted Christ after listening to &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ting's&lt;/span&gt; Testimony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;            I know that God will use different people in His creative ways, which is very miraculous to none believers and special to disciples of Christ. (e.g. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Nilla&lt;/span&gt; and I lack fo Confident to share Gospel to an Aussie girl, we thought they are not going to listen to us, but somehow&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; God&lt;/span&gt; prove &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HIMSELF &lt;/span&gt;by sharing the Gospel to one of them.) I know that &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HE &lt;/span&gt;is going to be with us in this &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;spiritual war&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-2040313225300890789?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/2040313225300890789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=2040313225300890789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/2040313225300890789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/2040313225300890789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/evax-day.html' title='Evax Day'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-3648139025955430498</id><published>2009-03-23T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T04:06:18.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day ushering~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Yesterday was my 1st time in &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ushering,&lt;/span&gt; quite excited and shy. I have to welcome strangers with a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;smiling face&lt;/span&gt;, I can do it in life group but I can't do it when someone wanted me to because it is not my will xp (hehe...), some how I got over it, when I met some of my friends. being an usher is quite fun helping behind the scenes because I like to be humble and its job seem to be mysterious.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          In the evening, we Daniel 2 went to City Wok for dinner. I met this Taiwan guy "&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Wen Hao&lt;/span&gt;" who is friend of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ming&lt;/span&gt;, I am so happy that he excepted Christ that fast....He couldn't speak English very well, but he dares to come all the way from Taiwan to Australia just to learn English...( I was like wow~) I know that the dish in City Wok is not going to be delicious :p, however, I just order sweet chili fish sharing it with one of my friend "&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jimmie&lt;/span&gt;" . When we are having our dinner, I notice that &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Wen hao&lt;/span&gt; was quite a talkative man...haha..another &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sanguine&lt;/span&gt;. I really like &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sanguine&lt;/span&gt; people at least when I am talking they give me responds and are happy about what you share...Not like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;phlegmatic,&lt;/span&gt; when I am talking they don't really give me feed back and keep quite for awhile-_-!!! haiz~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Good News!! &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jimmie&lt;/span&gt; let we take over the organizing food event ministry after church...hahaha (evil laughing).. Now I can choose where to eat. When i get back after dinner, I shared my experience of my &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Holy Spirit&lt;/span&gt; fighting with the &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;evil spirit&lt;/span&gt;  when I was sleeping this early morning (Can you believe it, attacking me when I am having my beauty sleep~) to my housemates. Then &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt; was so scare, and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sunnie&lt;/span&gt; told me not to share it to her again. (But it is very exciting)...however, I just say ok.... cause she is right, not everyone can accept this kind of things. When &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nilla&lt;/span&gt; came back, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sunnie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Nilla&lt;/span&gt; came to my room to pray for &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;God's&lt;/span&gt; protection. After the prayer, I sleep like a Child that night....hehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-3648139025955430498?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/3648139025955430498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=3648139025955430498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3648139025955430498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3648139025955430498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/1st-day-ushering.html' title='1st day ushering~'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6301158137725026290</id><published>2009-03-18T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T05:34:46.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Vs Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;        Today when I was revising my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Business Law&lt;/span&gt;, everything that I read from the textbook was really not the perfect solution for every wrong things that was done by humans(e.g. polluting the nature, slavery). Law that was created by human was kindda....if how I really want to describe is useless~. After reading the case study, I think the Lawyers think that they are God judging against people sin. Thinking of laws to put  people into charge, then defence lawyer will just find various solution to help their client to decrease or win the case. I was wondering at the same time. If Adam and Eve did not eat the fruit of &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Good and Evil&lt;/span&gt;, we would all be in Eden Garden living the life wonderland. Any way we get to learn and being crave by God's through His exam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nilla's mother&lt;/span&gt; is going to leave us and return to China, when she was around in our house. Almost every night she cooked a feast for us girls. I think I already gain some extra weight over that. Nilla's mother is truely a person that cares for others, kind and faithful to God (e.g. share Gospel with a girl in her journey to Brisbane, miraclely the girl accepted Christ...wow!! How great God is!!) We all are going to miss her somehow. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-6301158137725026290?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6301158137725026290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6301158137725026290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6301158137725026290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6301158137725026290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/god-vs-human.html' title='God Vs Human'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-4448481851503925564</id><published>2009-03-17T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T07:53:35.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't judge a book from its cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear readers,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      I volunteered myself to help my friend up in building her furniture up today. This afternoon, when I arrived Uni-T lunch after my accounting class I have some chit-chat with my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CCM&lt;/span&gt; fellow friends then we played a card game brought Pethuel, it is a exciting game that needs your immediate instinct to play with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     After Uni-T lunch,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Steph&lt;/span&gt; is going to wait for me at the library while I am having my marketing class. An hour later I saw her at the vending marchine, she told me that she was too sleepy that she slipped off the stairs, then I made joke of her:" &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;at least you don't have to take off your pants to get everyone's attention." haha!!&lt;/span&gt; She told me that she broke a record of going to the hospital for &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;times last year, due to her careless jogging in Vue and some other funny reasons. I though back it's been long that I hardly been to any hospital for the last 4 years, since the last time was because my grandmother was ill. "How can this girl, been to that many times in her life?"Then we bought some treats back to her house to build her furniture. When we arrive to her suburb she told me that she forgot which direction to her house, we crose right to left of the road. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When we finally arrived to her house, she don't have a tool kits-_-!!!&lt;/span&gt; I was like unbelievable, then she told me that we can use the leg of the table to hammer the things up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(me---&gt;*~*!!) Of corse I did what she said, as the result of her idea, the leg of the table was scratched, then we gave this idea up, and we phone some friends. Some friends gave a good suggestion, put a cloth on top of the nail, then you will not scracthed the leg of the table, well good idea bad choice....haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        Then, I suggest:" &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Why don't we just walk outside to the town to buy a hammer?"&lt;/span&gt; She said:" I heard that there is a mall around, but I don't know how to go there." However, we just walk out to explore around her house, finally there is "The Good Guys store" Yeah, we were so happy, but when I walk in everything they sold are electronics, no hammer. Then we walk forward again, we saw Coles. Sure we did bought the hammer and some other things. Then, she told me that she don't know the way back home. Fortunately, I have good memory so I just lead her back home, then I reliased that she is so funny when she cross the road(e.g. she cross like a kid). Then, I quickly build her table and drawer after arrive to her home....Phew...Hot and sweaty, Steph was busying warming our food. After, our dinner we continue to build her wardrobe....This is so challeging because, the wordrobe is so big while the room is small and no space to turn left or right. We finish building the wardrobe after 1 hour later, we rest in the dining room, where Haze mom, sis and her was eating dinner. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haze mom asked we are such good friends how long have we met. Then Steph said 3 weeks only, she was shocked and said:" 3 weeks only, and she come all the way here to help you, wow!! Such good friend she is to you&lt;/span&gt;?" ( I wasn't there, Steph told me. hehe...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        Then I just pack up my things to take the bus home, Steph accompanied me from Windsor to City. She accompanied me until I take the route 200 back Carina. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Then in my heart God talked to me. He said:"Told you that scorpian is actually an easy going person." I was like:" Yeah, now I know." I am once a person that like to know people through Horoscope, and treat them as it was told by mankind judgement. I always aware that scorpio people is hard to get on with as the horoscope said so and don't bother to go and get along with scorpio (not even one). However, God change my point of view by putting Stephanie to stay with me for 3 weeks!! When she 1st came, she told me her sad story of her Canada homestay, torture her(e.g. eating expired yogurt, not letting her out with friends,etc.). So sometimes, I just cook something for her or boil some soup for my housemates to show my friendship love. Stephanie is an easygoing, funny and active girl....^-^. The lesson that God taught me today was "Not to judge people by their cover!!" Thanks God&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-4448481851503925564?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/4448481851503925564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=4448481851503925564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4448481851503925564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4448481851503925564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-judge-book-from-its-cover.html' title='Don&apos;t judge a book from its cover'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6168384232107675757</id><published>2009-03-15T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T07:37:08.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Highway to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;       Today is Sunday, a day that we Christian come to worship our "Beautiful Saviour". I cooked breakfast for my friend Lily and myself, she loved my cooking I am happy about that but I hope that she can cook by herself and me too....hehe... Then we went out to do some grocery shopping.  Then after Grocery shopping, we hurry back home to put our things, funny thing is I forgot to bring my house key...haha!! Then, Lily was quite worry that her milk will go bad so she was quite unhappy. But I was quite relax and told her that put our grocery things on the front door because we are in a hurry for CDS class. However, we did leave it outside and Lily keep murmuring that I am very careless...Yes I am~:p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      I love todays serment, Highway to Heaven. I know that I am a sinner and God's grace HE send HIS one and only son to earth to die for our sin and build a bridge to Heaven for Human. Then suddenly, I had a vision from God. This vision reflected when I was the age of 5 to 6, my parents was out on a business trip and I was with my sis and maid at home. I did not want to eat my dinner and my maid got frustrated and told me that my parents is died and would not be coming back and I am going to be an orphan. Of coarse I cried very loud with my sister, then my maid just went into the kitchen and I though even she doesn't want me any more. I cried even louder, then in my heart I ask God " What am I going to do, I am lonely, Where is my daddy?" Then suddenly my dad open the door, and saw me and my sister crying. He was shocked that we were crying, then I told him what out maid told us. He just said nothing to worry, he could not make his business trip and will be staying back at home. The fear and unsecure immediately went away. Then another vision was when I was in high school, I quarreled with one of my best friend and I secretly cried in an isolated toilet. Thank God that, my younger sister persude me to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;attend church to receive God's Love. The third vision was, this year thanksgiving party that held at Seya house. I was late and my housemate keep rushing. I remember that day I was very stressed because of my family issues, friends and at the same time the bus driver scolded me when I asked the direction to Seya house and I can't feel God's presence. When I arrive at Seya place, it was dark and I feel so lost and lonely all a sudden. I wanted to cry out secretly to loose out some of my feelings, then Sunnie called and said that she is coming to fetch me at the bus stop. I quickly rubbed my tears and walked towards Seya house, but the tears keep coming out and I can not control it. Then Sunnie and Ting came to fetch me, they were happy at 1st, but when they saw me crying they were shock. I lied to them that the driver scolded me, but the truth is I am so spiritually lost and blind and I can't feel God's presence. I know that God wanted to test me by staying far from me, but I am too weak without God( I think I fail this test...hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      The conclusion of these vision is God save my lost and lonely soul without God I am really nothing. Then at that moment, in my heart I wanted to be the salt and light of this world to assist God to save lost and lonely soul as I once was one of them. When the serment ended, I wanted to cry, because of God's grace, He save us all sinners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;   2 Corinthians 12:9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;           &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;  But he said to me:" My grace is sufficient for you, fo my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ power may rest on me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-6168384232107675757?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6168384232107675757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6168384232107675757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6168384232107675757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6168384232107675757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/highway-to-heaven.html' title='Highway to Heaven'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-8534729470996016952</id><published>2009-03-14T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:45:21.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite Books and Author</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-8534729470996016952?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/8534729470996016952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=8534729470996016952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8534729470996016952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8534729470996016952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-favourite-books-and-author.html' title='My Favourite Books and Author'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-1898230614471730115</id><published>2009-03-12T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:53:52.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I always ask God, where am I going to be after the end of my graduation? Then He would reply not here. Then I would ask again:" Then where is it?" He would not answer me, maybe another surprise again. God really know me well, He knows that I like surprises which not alot of people know that (quite sad not even my best friend or parents....Haiz).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;            These week at prayer meeting, I saw quite alot of our brothers and sisters were raising their hand for jobs and applying TR or PR. I was wondering, am I going to stuck to be like them or am I going to leave Brisbane after my education? I really like Brisbane and would like to stay back, but can't for God have prepared and wanted me to serve Him in other areas. However, I don't know what it will be(another surprise!!). Hope that something I could handle, haiz~ the future is hard to see ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Yesterday there is a breaking news in Northen Queensland, a ship container spilled about 30 tonnes of oil into the Ocean, as a result the Sunshine Coast was covered with a blanket of oil. I was there 1 week ago, still praising the God for its beautiful creation, the sea water was blue crystal which I can see my feet inside the coat of fresh sea water. Alas! We human fail to protect its creation and polluted the Sea. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       Another shocking news, that I heard from my friend. One of my uncle had passed away suddenly, but no one could tell me the reason. I called back home, my brother pick up the phone, but he is too young to know what happened. So I asked my sister to answer she told me that she know it just yesterday, not from my mom but firstly from the same friend who told me, then my mom(quite funny the news was not from my mom but from a friend). She said that my mom was fine and told them that she would bring them to visit my uncle's family, but she forgot and went out herself. I hope that she is OK few days later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-1898230614471730115?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/1898230614471730115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=1898230614471730115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1898230614471730115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1898230614471730115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-future.html' title='My future'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-7996775511572034088</id><published>2009-03-12T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:26:07.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have the Old Jerry been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmY4dwMBI/AAAAAAAAAII/CozdjJcYPHU/s1600-h/DSC00996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312389813120282642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmY4dwMBI/AAAAAAAAAII/CozdjJcYPHU/s320/DSC00996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and WanTze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmYwX10cI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sStj-_1kxIQ/s1600-h/DSC00327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312389810948002242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmYwX10cI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sStj-_1kxIQ/s320/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephanie and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmY2-5UdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/01rY0HAOyvo/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312389812722422226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmY2-5UdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/01rY0HAOyvo/s320/DSC00250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tzu Yee and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmYozBq9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PKrIoTSo29s/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312389808914541522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmYozBq9I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PKrIoTSo29s/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CKB slaughtering a mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmYoP35UI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ooe1jgLgkZ0/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312389808767100226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmYoP35UI/AAAAAAAAAHo/ooe1jgLgkZ0/s320/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mikky in Olden days princess costume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It have been quite a time that I didn't update my blog :p. I was deleting some photo in my hand phone memory card, then I started to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;those photo that I have taken with my friends. I miss them so much, their chatting, their laughter and the time that we were rushing to pass up our assignment at the 11th hour;p. When I remember such sweet memory, I am happy that I passed almost all of my teenager time with them because I am studying in a private school which spend extra hours to learn extra things compare to government school. Although I am in Australia, I will still call them to catch up with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Age of 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, I remember that I was a person that is too straight forward in pointing peoples weakness out, of corse as a result quite a number of people hated me, funny thing is I did not realise. haha!! However, on the other hand I have also quite a number of best friends accompanying me. Now that I reflect my memory in my 15 years old, I had a best friend call Wendy which we share alot of fun together and be clear to each other she shared alot of BGR stories with me that was quite alot and shocking. But between this friendship there is alot of quarreling and crying. (So childish) because she have so many stress and would throw the temper on me, while for me I was quite Choleric at my younger age, I would just not talk to her for 1 or 2 days or cry secretly to another friend....haha!! But now we are still friends, but hardly talk alot as we don't talk the same topic any more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Age of 16-17&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However at the age of 16, I came to make good friend with another friend called Wan Tze which is a old best friend of mine since 7. Our friendship started on the 1st day we meet at primary school, still remember that if was a rainy day and she came to talk to me. But we broke up when we were 14 because she was not studying in the same class as me. We make friends together with just a simple conversation, she asked me where am I going this afternoon and I told her I am going to have a piano exam, then she immediately said she wanted to come with me, of corse I did not reject her. From that day onwards, she followed me from school to tuition, tuition to gym. Until the day, I left Malaysia, we spend the last 2 days together, I remember that she cried so bitterly (quite shocking). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I missed the day when I had a pony tail while wearing my high school uniform. :( At the age of 19 (means now), I look back to my childish and naive friendship I would give a smile that I spend most of my teenager live with friends and school activities while not involved into Boys &amp;amp; Girls relationship. Thank God for guiding me!! Amen!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4931313870663806776-7996775511572034088?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/7996775511572034088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=7996775511572034088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7996775511572034088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7996775511572034088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2009/03/where-have-old-jerry-been.html' title='Where have the Old Jerry been?'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SblmY4dwMBI/AAAAAAAAAII/CozdjJcYPHU/s72-c/DSC00996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-7823360743980479083</id><published>2008-11-07T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T07:45:21.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Testimony "walking with GOD"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Although I know GOD when I was just 4 years old it is because my family moved next to a church and it is also a kindergarden. So, I came to know who GOD is; I heard a lot about HIS story(all from the bible). HOwever,  i don't come from a Christian Family. Therefore, after my kindergarden, i never went back to that church. Conversely, i still keep HIM (mean GOD) in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     (Back to last post.)  When I was worshiping, the unpleasant vision floated in my mind. It is about fear, disappointment, sadness and hatred memory, that GOD wanted me to remember and make it as part of my testimony to encourage other brother and sister in Christ. My past was a very sad memory that I have mong forgotten about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;          I know that this testimony will hurt my mom feelings, and i know that she also regret for what she had done to me when I was a kid. However, she changed alot after she received Christ, she keep remember what she did and keep apologising to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     When I was in primary school, my mom like to compare me with other people's children; not only results but also the look. Not to hide the fact that i was much fatter than the other classmate in class. Then she wanted me to get all of my results in high marks than others. It really gave me a stress; everyday I attended 2 to 3 tutor. Actually, I was so tired and exhausted, but doesn't have the nerve to tell my mom, because at that time she was very fierce. Then, this life continued for 6 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     However, when I was 10 years old. One of my mother's friend introduced a tutor to my mom. And, what really attracted her to put me and my sister there was because that friend of hers told her that her son got a good mark thanks to this tutor. I still remember the 1st day, I came to the tutor day, the atmosphere seems sorrow, fear , scary and sad!! That is because this tutor canned students if they can't finish a task that she gave to her students, not only that she also humiliated them by taking of their clothes and canned them. I really suffered physically and mentally at that moment. I cried to my mom, about what I saw. I still remember that my maid, made fun of me and said that I was telling lies so that I can stop going to this tutor. Then, my mom said that I must carry on with this tutor, because she can't rejected the Kind-hearted offered from her friend. Whenever, the tutor came to fetch me, my heart filled with fear, sadness and hatred. I felt fear because of the tutor; I felt sadness in my heart because of my mom not helping me with the situation I faced; I felt hatred because my mom didn't help and trust me. My life from 10 to 12 y/o was like living in Hell and that life lasted for three years. You can see that, I not only physically but also mentally abused. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Now it reflected me again of my ugliness in treating my siblings, most of the time my parent wasn't around with us. I can forgive them for that, as they are trying to built up a better future for us, children. Because of the abused I faced from the tutor, I placed all my fear and anger on them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-7823360743980479083?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/7823360743980479083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=7823360743980479083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7823360743980479083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7823360743980479083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-testimony-walking-with-god_07.html' title='My Testimony &quot;walking with GOD&quot;'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-5417482011243883899</id><published>2008-11-07T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T05:59:03.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My hot hot day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Today when I woke up, happy and feel that my Holy Spirit grow more taller again. Ha! Ha!(full of hapiness in me ^-^) Now i wan't to have the habit of prasing GOD in the morning, noon, and night. I cleaned up for the morning. Then, I started to pray and talk to GOD of my morning feelings. Beside that, I prayed for my new friends Fan and Mark. I prayed with all my heart so that they can come to life group and get to know more. As they told me they are gonna be busy at that time. However,  I prayed that they can spare time to know HIM. (not giving up!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         Again, I rushed for my LLA appointment. Then, accompany my cousin and her friends to have lunch and find rooms for her next year accomodation. Guess what, after my meal, Mark call me that he is coming to the life group tonight. (My heart was, Yes!! Yes!! Yes!!  GOD did it again!!), AMEN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       Today was a very HOT HOT day!! I was sweating from head to toes... I wanted to rush back home just for a cool bath!!  Then again, after my bath... I went to check emails (so addicted to emails....XP!!) Then, again pack up my things to life group... Then waited for my friend Mark almost for 30 mins, but i am reading a book to spare my time. While waiting Lorreine called for help, she wanted me to help to carry some of her presentation model. I said OK!!  When Mark arrived, Gerald was in the bus too. Then, we went to J block to help Lorraine to carry her things. She looked so exhausted, tired and suffering from back- pained. Then she was like don't know what to do and carry when we waited for her to give command, she was like walking here and there...haha!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      Again when I arrived life group, my sheperd, Judith wanted me to prepared a testimony of my GOD experience in my life. And I was wondering and thinking of it where does my walk with GOD started? Then when I was worshipping, I had alot of not pleasant vision floating in my mind. The more i worship, the more the vision in my mind reminded me of the sadness, fear and hatred in my heart. I thought I forgot all about it. (To be continued...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-5417482011243883899?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/5417482011243883899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=5417482011243883899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/5417482011243883899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/5417482011243883899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-hot-hot-day.html' title='My hot hot day~'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-8242432643061531121</id><published>2008-10-31T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:00:11.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation 4 Romantic Relationship: choosing your Partner</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is a note that I took from my life group this is kind of a good note to be followed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;1.0 Why prepare?&lt;/span&gt; (value)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* Improve God relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*for future spouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.1 Honors God (Genesis 1:26-27 God created man vs women in his likelyness)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.2 Greater maturity-naturally &amp;amp; spiritually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.3 A clearer picture of what we are looking for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.4 Longevity in future relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1.5 Preveniton of possible "Heartache"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Prepare yourselves when you are Single!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;2.0 How to prepare? (Practical Suggestion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;     2.1 Spiritual Growth First&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    2.1.1 Cultivate a consistent walk with God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;       " And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;         who have been called according to his purpose. For those God foreknew he also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;         predestined to the likenes of his Son, that he might be the first-born among many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;          brothers." (Romans 8:28-29)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;  2.2 Charater Growth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;  2.2.1 Self Leadership/discipline/mastery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;  2.3 Knowing one's call in life &amp;amp;developing one's ministry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;       "Do two walk together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;          unless they have agree to do so?" (Amos 3:3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;  2.4 Pray &amp;amp; seek God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;  2.5 Read books of relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;  2.6 Be accountable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;          " The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;              Who can understand it?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Jeremiah 17:9)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;          " For lack of guidance a nation falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;             but many advisers make victory sure"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Proverb 11:14)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;            " Plans fail for lack of counsel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;              but with many advisers they succeed."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;(Proverb 15:22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;             "Make plans by seeking advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;              if you wage war, obtain guidance."&lt;/span&gt; (Proverb 20: 18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;         2.7 Set a Boy &amp;amp; Girl Friend Relationship criteria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What to look for in my future partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1.0 My perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1.1 No criteria = No idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;= Meet up ideal partner got away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1.2 Set Criteria = easy, safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1.3 Word of God's (Genesis 24: 12-14) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Write down your criteria even before entering a relationship &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A threesome relationship? Yourself + God + Your Partner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Non-negotiable Criteria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Spiritual life - Born again Christian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;                                 - Growing Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 - &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Maturity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Height!! (Important) :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sharing the same vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Must be intelligent. haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Negotiable Criteria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;haven't thought about that!! haha! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hope that you can find it useful!! ^-^~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-8242432643061531121?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/8242432643061531121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=8242432643061531121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8242432643061531121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8242432643061531121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/10/preparation-4-romantic-relationship.html' title='Preparation 4 Romantic Relationship: choosing your Partner'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6191825911436076520</id><published>2008-10-29T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:02:23.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28th October 2008 Jerry being Holy Spirit Baptisted!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;                These week was an unexpected week I have been through, yesterday I was Holy Baptised in Mater Hill Princess Theatre. I was so happy that I didn't miss this  Tuesday prayer meeting. When I and Ting went into the Theatre we started to worship and praise God!! Then, Pastor Wu Nang asked whether any one wanted to be Holy Baptised that night. I was quite shy and uncertain because I am not sure that is it time to receive the Holy Spirit. However, one of my friend, Seya she explained and asked me! I was like "OK, I want it!"(In my heart)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;             When I and some other friends, walk near the Stage. A lot of our brothers and sister prayed for some of the people who wanted to be Holy Spirit Baptisted. Then, they keep pray for me. I was so nervous that I keep I mouth tight. Then, our sister (CiCi) said "try to keep praying so that the Holy Spirit can flow into your body'" Then I followed her instruction, then I keep praying " I believe in you Lord, I truely want to receive the Holy Spirit." Then I keep repeat and repeat, I started to feel my lungs being heated and my heart jump as I was doing a very active exercise!! Then my tongue started to move by itself, and I didn't know what I am praying. That's because I am praying in new tongues~ Wow!! I successed to received God's Precious Gift!! And I swear to be loyal and have faith to God forever!! But this wasn't the end, I can't stop praying in tongues even when every body was back at their sits. My tongue still move by itself but I didn't make any sound, in case I interupt the chair person and other brothers and sisters. But praise you Lord for giving me the Special Gift, although We humans have sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;            &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-6191825911436076520?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6191825911436076520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6191825911436076520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6191825911436076520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6191825911436076520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/10/28th-october-2008-jerry-being-holy.html' title='28th October 2008 Jerry being Holy Spirit Baptisted!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-3976540603724223525</id><published>2008-10-16T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T02:16:11.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of 21st Century~(A bit up set) T-T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HI!HI! Again~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been along time I didn't update my profile~ Cause I am LAZY~haha!! Not like CKB aways have time go update blog le~ Haiz...Today topic is my opinion of in the 1st Century should we have sex before marriage. My answer is NO!! Yesterday when my friends and I was playing "Dare to Answer" Game. When one of them asked their "21st TIME", then he/she answer "18/19" years old..I was so shock!!! I was struck so hard when my friend said she had sex with her BF~just 2 months ago...But she promised us that she won't do such things before marriage. Well, of corse not only me but another girl's friend of mine. But the boys beside us keep saying~ aI..YA... What century? 21st mah~ Gotta be more Open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really want to ask him, "if your wife has sex with another before marriage, when they got married. Then one day his wife met her ex-BF would they feel embarassing and He get jeolous? Yes, he will!! NO brain 1! I don't know is this opinion is an objection to you all~ But I think having SEX before marriage is not a very good action to do, because it will hurt you, your future partner and family. For example, the scandal of "Chan Guan Xi". Having sex with alot of "STARS" then now, every one have to suffer~ His family, GF, the "STARS" and "STARS" family~ Every bad action would be remembered forever and be punished afterwards~(Rapped not counted lah~!)haha!!^0^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is why I am busy these days~ I joined the Mentor group with some of my best friends here.. But i joined last semester, so every thing I learn is the same. Know what I joined the program with the "Boy" the one that vandalised my blog~ WoW!! I was shock too~ But I did nothing wrong and my friend said if he dare talk a thing we will help you. Ha! Ha! What good friends I have~ I now going to finish my mid semester break lah~ Next monday is my 1st day of Academic Englsih lesson, after 8 more weeks you can surely see a brand new Jerry! Back at Malaysia~ Miss all of my friends oh~ "muacks"~ Must give comment for my "Sex before marriage" title woh!! I wanted to see who have same opinion as me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-3976540603724223525?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/3976540603724223525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=3976540603724223525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3976540603724223525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3976540603724223525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-of-21st-centurya-bit-up-set-t-t.html' title='Life of 21st Century~(A bit up set) T-T'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-3043090203230525257</id><published>2008-10-02T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:22:27.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend At Brisbane~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SOWOL6GLBdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pRmmEsP8mNg/s1600-h/P050808_13.36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252760875622401490" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SOWOMCDSR3I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wK4kX1y3dBU/s320/P050808_13.30%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-3043090203230525257?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/3043090203230525257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=3043090203230525257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3043090203230525257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3043090203230525257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-best-friend-at-brisbane.html' title='My Best Friend At Brisbane~'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SOWOL6GLBdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pRmmEsP8mNg/s72-c/P050808_13.36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-8114581754891547283</id><published>2008-10-02T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:11:49.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying To get back to my Family!!!</title><content type='html'>Haiz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I am missing my family so much.. What I get here can not be shared with my family. Although I have lot of friends here, but it is still not enought to share my happiness and sadness with my loved one. Yesterday, I had my Maths A2 exam...HAiz~ Don't have time to finish all of my Questions!! But I think I could still get a pass for my Exams!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        NOw, I am worry about my economic exam, because it not the same as Commerce.. Tonight I am going to my church life group...need to cook a dish for them. Well, the thing that I learn here at Brisbane, is independant, improvement in Cooking skills, etc... But however, I want to go back home!!Sad~ Now I know what is my cousin feelimg...Why she want to go back home.... NOw is my turn to surfer this feeling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I hope that I can get through what I am facing now...Then  go SHOPPING!! With my best friends over here...And back to Malaysia with my family!! I wish for nothing more but alittle bit of happiness~ ^-^!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-8114581754891547283?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/8114581754891547283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=8114581754891547283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8114581754891547283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8114581754891547283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/10/dying-to-get-back-to-my-family.html' title='Dying To get back to my Family!!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-8070176273489330694</id><published>2008-10-01T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T04:26:18.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss My Family!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct 1 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;           I am still in my final examination period, I am so worry about my economic exam, because I am not very good in Economic and failed twice for it. But if I don't pass this exam I can't come back to Malaysia on time. I hate it!!! I miss my family here...Wanted to cry but I can't make it...Pressure rush to my feeling, that stop me to study...Haiz...When can I come back to Malaysia??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         Today, I had my Accounting Exam...When I received my exam paper...There were too many Questions ...But there was only 2hrs for that paper..Beside that, the exam paper has alot of very seriously unlogic question and request...Then almost the how class complain about the problem..The administration of the college helped us to solve the problem as our Accounting Teacher was away..Although the administration gave us 10 more minutes to finish the paper...I mean how can we finish!!!    AFTER THE EXAM...All of my classmate did not finish the exam paper..and we wanted to complain to the head of the college....So disappointed!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       When I come back home to my soundless house...I hate it!!! I want to go back to Malaysia..But when!! God!! Can you give me a way back home!!! When will I be back to Malaysia!!?? Haiz!!! I Miss home so much!! I know that education is important..But family time is also Important!! Man!! there is always satisfication between success in return of some precious things!!  Haiz.... Nothing to share this time!! Wish me luck!! Man!! Pray for me to be back on time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: Jerry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-8070176273489330694?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/8070176273489330694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=8070176273489330694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8070176273489330694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8070176273489330694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-my-family.html' title='I Miss My Family!!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-3534021331660520198</id><published>2008-08-30T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T06:48:56.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f0b03aeae8e31591" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df0b03aeae8e31591%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329913850%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D119E6A07868E936BAA86EC0374F3769A08AF1893.7ABD985782CFA7B9F0AF416889824A47566BABF4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df0b03aeae8e31591%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoO5OAdX8GaFok9LE7r4Y1IYkhN4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df0b03aeae8e31591%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329913850%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D119E6A07868E936BAA86EC0374F3769A08AF1893.7ABD985782CFA7B9F0AF416889824A47566BABF4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df0b03aeae8e31591%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoO5OAdX8GaFok9LE7r4Y1IYkhN4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-3534021331660520198?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/3534021331660520198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=3534021331660520198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3534021331660520198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3534021331660520198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-4749468599870954007</id><published>2008-08-30T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T06:38:51.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture of Fireworks~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMcOZiHhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/yR1gbT-XR0E/s1600-h/DSC01400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240303689207520786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMcOZiHhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/yR1gbT-XR0E/s320/DSC01400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             I managed to take a shot that looks like a cross!! Yippee!!^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMcYmFPWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Sii0a9CfHB4/s1600-h/DSC01381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240303691944508770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMcYmFPWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Sii0a9CfHB4/s320/DSC01381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Isn't it beautiful??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMci2JWfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QUKwLmeV8MA/s1600-h/DSC01464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240303694696241650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMci2JWfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QUKwLmeV8MA/s320/DSC01464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMdECt-fI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-ONFhvUP5sI/s1600-h/DSC01374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240303703607343602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMdECt-fI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-ONFhvUP5sI/s320/DSC01374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Opposite the river is where I live~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMdVGKEVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kdvJ2sOK1zA/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240303708185170258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMdVGKEVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kdvJ2sOK1zA/s320/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-4749468599870954007?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/4749468599870954007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=4749468599870954007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4749468599870954007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4749468599870954007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/08/picture-of-fireworks.html' title='Picture of Fireworks~'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SLlMcOZiHhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/yR1gbT-XR0E/s72-c/DSC01400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-1809821631622753272</id><published>2008-08-30T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T06:23:04.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CKB wants a girl friend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI! HI! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         I started the title with one of  my friends name cause I know that he wanted to have a girl friend!! Ha! Ha!  ai..yo I also will greet him good luck want lah.... But, i think he should concentrate on study and make himself more liang zai by keeping fit..He was alot fat when we last met at Sandakan....haha!!   Any way, Hope he can get what he wish@_@!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        It is been along time I didn't upgrade my blog..cause I am lazy..haha!! I joined a church group here at Brisbane, and I am sure glad to make new friends who have the same goal as me..That is to serve and worship GOD~ I like the way they worship in the church..And they do have a lot of events at weekends..such as life group and BBQ party...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       Today was "Oh, My BBQ" day. I and one of my friend, AMY..sHE is A NEW FRINED i MET HERE AT bRISBANE. gUESS WHAT SHE WAS FROM THE SAME PLACE i CAME FROM. So.... happy to have some one come from a place.  We went to the BBQ place at the suburb of New Farm Park..And we took the City Cat there...(City Cat means ferry of the river). I was so headache when I was on the ferry, cause i am empty stomached..the whole morning. Plus, the ferry was rolling left and right..@_@!! Pengsan lah me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          When we arrived the place I though there would be somehting to eat, but ..no no no. We have to play some games 1st..as warm up.keke..Then, my headache got even worse after the game. Next thing is I surrender myself. I went to rest under the shade and had some bread for my empty stomach. Then when I got better, I went to help with the cooking, and I ate some of the beef..hehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        After our lunch, I felt much better, and played some games with some of my friends. The game was so funny, we have to act the paper we choosed randomly from a box, and my friends have to act..to let us guess. Although, we didn't win the game, but it is so funny and I am satified with the games result. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          Later on, Amy and I leave the place at 3pm. We went to have coffee at one pf the shops in the city. We were waiting for 7pm, there would be river firework at south bank. I didn't know that until Amy told me. We walk around the city and waited until 6.30pm. There was alot of people gathered at the river side. But we managed to find a sit, the ceremony was begin with a jet flying pass us. Then, the firework started..It was so beautiful, and I managed to get some shots of it. I think that the life here at Brisbane is so wonderful and I am happy with the situation I am in now...My life really going up now, but it will come down soon. As LIFE IS FULL WITH UPS AND DOWNS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-1809821631622753272?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/1809821631622753272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=1809821631622753272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1809821631622753272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1809821631622753272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/08/ckb-wants-girl-friend.html' title='CKB wants a girl friend!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-9153704914962868760</id><published>2008-08-19T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:10:42.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Worse Day Ever in the week!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey, GUys!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Yesterday, was my worse day in the week. Ok! This is the story... We had a class photo yesterday and all foundation students need to take it. Well, my friend. Phung, doesn't like to take picture. But she agree just only because I wanted her to take with me so badly. Then, one of my not friendly friend came..Let's call him Mr J. He was standing behind Phung, i not dare to stand beside her. sO, as a result the picture we took was separated by another friend. BUt I am glad that she and me is in the same picture. Then we all took 20 mins to take the photo because more and more foundation students appear..Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-9153704914962868760?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/9153704914962868760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/9153704914962868760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/9153704914962868760'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-4080214091833681383</id><published>2008-08-17T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T22:33:16.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Funny Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hihi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       Sorry for the late update of my blog, cause i wasn't in a mood as you can know why... I was quite sad the whole months cause attack by some idiots with their rude and harsh words. They &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;are so childlish that they pick on me with their so said as "excellent" english which is a bullshit... I hate to talk about them, but i need to write it out as my life record. Those bunch of idiots are all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;age between 18 and 24 or above years old, which like to make fun of others. I have their photo attached to my blog which is the pic i am in Gold Coast. But i feel quite relief after losing them &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause GOD gave me even better friends, I joined a church in Brisbane which made me feel that I am not alone and safe with my new friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;             My new friends are most Christians and they care about me which made me even happier cause i don't have to talk to much...and let them do the talking. Sometimes i like to be the one listening than to be the talking one, cause it is much more easier and relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        I went back to Malaysia last week for a week..keke..funny right? But i wanted to, cause i am very stress over here. Want to go back to my place to be a kid than to be a 18 year old students who need to suffer alot from things, such as study, friendship...the world is so cruel to me playing with my feelings...Hate it..which made me need to be careful of everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        I was glad I went back, cause i cut my hair, shaped my nails, clean the pores on my faces and get the chances to meet up with my secondary school class mates. They are so suprise and happy to see me. I miss my secondary school life, cause i made friends in an easy way and reminds me that how i grow up through my life. My happy and unhappy things brings me to be a responsible girl and I am glad of it. i miss my teenager time with lots of friends!! To be continue~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-4080214091833681383?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/4080214091833681383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=4080214091833681383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4080214091833681383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4080214091833681383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-funny-weekend.html' title='My Funny Weekend'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-1214514159696244876</id><published>2008-07-18T04:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T04:32:33.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Siblings Vs Siblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SIB-3wAsdUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d9Wkj8DjLlA/s1600-h/DSC01238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315063995495746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SIB-3wAsdUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d9Wkj8DjLlA/s400/DSC01238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               mE!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SIB-4BDclRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1B_BHG60TAo/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224315068570440978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SIB-4BDclRI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1B_BHG60TAo/s400/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   My sister~ Look a lot like my dad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SIB75NDjV6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/fkIPxB8vMuE/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224311790437095330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SIB75NDjV6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/fkIPxB8vMuE/s400/DSC00073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      My playful brother~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SIB75X3Qd0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/PP3x6JGIGyo/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224311793338316610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SIB75X3Qd0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/PP3x6JGIGyo/s400/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 My cute cute little sister~~Just wanna kiss her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&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/4931313870663806776-1214514159696244876?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/1214514159696244876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=1214514159696244876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1214514159696244876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1214514159696244876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/07/siblings-vs-siblings.html' title='Siblings Vs Siblings'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SIB-3wAsdUI/AAAAAAAAAEI/d9Wkj8DjLlA/s72-c/DSC01238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-326272604317015632</id><published>2008-07-18T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T04:06:48.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ups and Down year!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;       Grrr~~ What on earth is going on? Just meet some new Friends and now they are blown off!! But fortunately after I lose those new friends, I met up with another gang of China friends and other of my class mate truely show care for me..Actually what i face is not a bad thing..Maybe those bunch of "Malaysia friends" totally show no sincere to me....I don't hate them as it is difficult, but i really hate what they did behind me, maybe gossiping something that is not true about me!! Hate this kind of feeling...Syn Yee..Now I know what you feel being shut out of your circular of friendship! Actually it is not a bad thing, because the situation reflected some of my class mates which is the real best friend and which is not! Any way, quite relief with some of my friends encouraging words and action. Some give a hug while some even invite me to their party...WOw! Sound great right! Actually I am not alone..It depends on do I want to go out socialize with other friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;     My mom finally promise to let be back HOME! I am extreamly happy about it! I have left home about 5 month...Sandakan I am coming~~ I really miss home!! Want to eat lots of Malaysian food!!! The most happy thing that happen to me is that my little sister help me to beg my mom to let me go back...Although we argue when she was 5 till 13 ~ (cause I came to Brisbane), and she was a devil when I was around... Maybe she just want to get my attention! Some times when there is something good or bad happen, I will be the 1st one to know, then I will give her good adviced, and tell her how to solve what she is gonna face... I am even happier she got a very good result for every of her subjects..As you all know that exams in private school is far more harder then goverment school..So happy for her.... And I miss my little brother...I am coming HOME! GUYs!~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;            I was wondering, will anyone know I am coming back if i don't tell anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-326272604317015632?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/326272604317015632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=326272604317015632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/326272604317015632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/326272604317015632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-ups-and-down-year.html' title='My Ups and Down year!!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-4576545657058549960</id><published>2008-06-28T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:10:42.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-4576545657058549960?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/4576545657058549960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4576545657058549960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4576545657058549960'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-3477961003566853746</id><published>2008-06-28T12:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T12:53:42.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV2JXUADI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PkabdYZmRVE/s1600-h/DSC01227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217021975814471730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV2JXUADI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PkabdYZmRVE/s400/DSC01227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Beach Paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV2SRw_AI/AAAAAAAAADY/zIsfAdotMjc/s1600-h/DSC01228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217021978207124482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV2SRw_AI/AAAAAAAAADY/zIsfAdotMjc/s400/DSC01228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  The sea water and the sand is so clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV2k0YN0I/AAAAAAAAADg/n3rfpaoq6vc/s1600-h/DSC01232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217021983184140098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV2k0YN0I/AAAAAAAAADg/n3rfpaoq6vc/s400/DSC01232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Shaun showing his talent, making sand ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV2yzLJMI/AAAAAAAAADo/5OxNJcN3CkU/s1600-h/DSC01234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217021986937185474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV2yzLJMI/AAAAAAAAADo/5OxNJcN3CkU/s400/DSC01234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                      Eric and Me~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV3DcsSFI/AAAAAAAAADw/s4-xYQK8z3g/s1600-h/DSC01238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217021991406291026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV3DcsSFI/AAAAAAAAADw/s4-xYQK8z3g/s400/DSC01238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 My new cowgirl T-shirt~~ Nice a not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-3477961003566853746?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/3477961003566853746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=3477961003566853746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3477961003566853746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3477961003566853746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/06/photo.html' title='Photo'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaV2JXUADI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PkabdYZmRVE/s72-c/DSC01227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-5935504885698437466</id><published>2008-06-28T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T12:46:16.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGuiw4auI/AAAAAAAAACo/oEnCFPVUdrE/s1600-h/DSC01203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217005352519232226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGuiw4auI/AAAAAAAAACo/oEnCFPVUdrE/s400/DSC01203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Me and other Mentors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGu0UhzcI/AAAAAAAAACw/52CSR8FEZE8/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217005357232147906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGu0UhzcI/AAAAAAAAACw/52CSR8FEZE8/s400/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   See this Cute Joey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGvaBUimI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6kEhvbWEXkI/s1600-h/DSC01220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217005367352134242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGvaBUimI/AAAAAAAAAC4/6kEhvbWEXkI/s400/DSC01220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  shaun so funny..haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGvv0Y7fI/AAAAAAAAADA/87W5jXJC8j4/s1600-h/DSC01221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217005373203475954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGvv0Y7fI/AAAAAAAAADA/87W5jXJC8j4/s400/DSC01221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               This is hilarous Eric!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGvwmu8fI/AAAAAAAAADI/ikSoY4LacMI/s1600-h/DSC01224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217005373414633970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGvwmu8fI/AAAAAAAAADI/ikSoY4LacMI/s400/DSC01224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                This is Jun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-5935504885698437466?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/5935504885698437466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=5935504885698437466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/5935504885698437466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/5935504885698437466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-and-other-mentors-see-this-cute-joey.html' title=''/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SGaGuiw4auI/AAAAAAAAACo/oEnCFPVUdrE/s72-c/DSC01203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-2418623511088788995</id><published>2008-06-27T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T19:21:20.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry that i didn't update my blog for 2 weeks, I was very busy with my new semester gotta help my teacher to prepare for the next semester. I met 3 Malaysian and HK boys this new &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;semester... Their names are Shaun, Jun, Jin and Eric. Eric is the HK one and he is very hilarious. We were quite close that three orientation days. Then keep annoying me. But I get used to it from Sandakan. Very sad, but I never mind cause they are just Boys not Man...haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went Gold Coast that Sunday, but Jin didn't join us. We met Jun sis, Joey, and her other Best friend. We went there by train, still need almost one hour and a half. Eric was not feeling well that day. But in the train he was the one that talk the most, Unbelieveable...haha. While Shaun, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just listen to music and sleep. I have no one to talk to as Eric is talking to Jun's sis friends, Matthew. And it is also impossible to talk to Jun, as he tease me till I want to kill myself...Ur~~ Hate the feeling. When we arrived I can feel the sun was burning my face...We took another bus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to the shopping outlet. At the shopping outlet things are much nore cheaper than in Brisbane city. But i didn't buy much just Boots, Mat and a hanging accessories...haha!! CKB and OJJ must be thinking " Like this also no much aah" haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;While, Eric didn't buy much. Because he keep saying Australia things are expensive. And keep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;explaining the difference of Asia sport shoes and Western Sport shoes. Because he have been working in a sport shoes company before coming to Australia. But he bought a Hat for himself quite fashionable.Then my friends suggest to eat at a restaurant that serve super spicy hot dish &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;loh...Hate it, because the point is I can't eat hot and spicy food... So they share a big whole dish and i order another individual meal... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After that, we went to Beach Paradise. In the journey i was talking to Eric and argueing with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jun. Look like a fool when argueing with that JUN!! Shaun finally show his talent by making a Ball out of send.. He keeps running up and down the beach to get wet send and dry sand. Finally &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;see him active for once..haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then when it was time to go back, we was rushing because we are going to miss the bus. Then when we saw the bus at the other side of the road, Matthew run like a horse. It is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;unbelievable...Because he is a very big size guy. I can't believe my eyes. I though Shaun will run faster but he didn't. When we sat on the bus, I was laughing till my tears roll down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We then arrived in the train, I was still talking to Eric. When we chated, I already know that he is the youngest. Then Shaun sleep again. Jun sat behind me, but still teasing. But I didin't bother..haha. and I went home before 9pm. That's all for my blog ^ ^~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-2418623511088788995?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/2418623511088788995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=2418623511088788995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/2418623511088788995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/2418623511088788995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-semester.html' title='New Semester....'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-7716351077476957245</id><published>2008-06-24T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:10:42.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;       Hi! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;          It has been a time I didn't update my blog...hehe..Because too busy with my New semester in QUT International College...I have met 3 Malaysian students this new semester. And their name is Shaun, Jin and Junz ..And all boys tiam...keke... It was so busy because i have to show them around the college.... Then one of the boys keep annoying me... Aisk... But never mind stranger start from annoying to become friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         After the three days orientation... Then another Hong Kong students came in late to enroll, Eric. So, of corse I am in charge although he is not in my group, but any way help those who needed help...Then i need to do everything from the first step like...take him to campus tour, library, and enroll...Funny is when we enroll.. He is not very familiar with the computer and it was a hard time for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;         And then he was living with Shaun in the same appartment, haha...How miracle it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-7716351077476957245?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/7716351077476957245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7716351077476957245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/7716351077476957245'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-1066564896855548496</id><published>2008-06-13T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T05:54:06.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos...(pic)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SFJr4pg3o6I/AAAAAAAAACY/7onXS1UUGXo/s1600-h/DSC00149_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211346339781649314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SFJr4pg3o6I/AAAAAAAAACY/7onXS1UUGXo/s400/DSC00149_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Every one chating....^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SFJr5JDDU-I/AAAAAAAAACg/TGckehMY3nU/s1600-h/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211346348246520802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SFJr5JDDU-I/AAAAAAAAACg/TGckehMY3nU/s400/DSC00148.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/4931313870663806776-1066564896855548496?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/1066564896855548496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=1066564896855548496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1066564896855548496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1066564896855548496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/06/chaospic.html' title='Chaos...(pic)'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SFJr4pg3o6I/AAAAAAAAACY/7onXS1UUGXo/s72-c/DSC00149_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-1585062098041625443</id><published>2008-06-13T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T05:34:55.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos...</title><content type='html'>hihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now is my holiday time, so boring all day long at my room. So i decided to join &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          a "Mentor Training club". Mentor training club is a training for preparation for the new semester student to "guide and help" them to get used to the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      new environment... Haiz..reflecting my memory when I am here at Brisbane I was quite LOST but after that there is a girl who is a Mentor help use to enrol and get &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our student ID and alot... Now is my turn to help others... Can't wait to see the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new students...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   When yesterday i was at my college to have my Mentor training suddenly the alarm of my college started to wail! We was all shock as the alarm is an fire alarm.. We &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;were quite scare but our teacher charm us and lead us to the fire exit door...It was quite a chaos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took about 30 mins to settle the crowd.. And We were lead back to class... They say they can't what's wrong maybe someone touch the alarm accidently...But anyway no one was hurt...And then we continue our training..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Neil, our lecturer teach us how to enroll, then we had our lunch...Guess what it is? Malaysia also have this famous fast food franchise...KFC haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sot liao me..Cause too happy, now chating with my friends on MSN appear at once so doind lots of things... &lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-1585062098041625443?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/1585062098041625443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=1585062098041625443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1585062098041625443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1585062098041625443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/06/chaos.html' title='Chaos...'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-936238084603084090</id><published>2008-06-12T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:10:42.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-936238084603084090?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/936238084603084090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/936238084603084090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/936238084603084090'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-383502726753452098</id><published>2008-06-09T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:10:42.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;!-- BEGIN CBOX - www.cbox.ws --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END CBOX --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-383502726753452098?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/383502726753452098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/383502726753452098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/383502726753452098'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-4548138290421636784</id><published>2008-06-09T04:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T04:58:29.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SE0akgPZAPI/AAAAAAAAABw/WMqIbrHMM5M/s1600-h/4fa616e546f9648f02ebc84c1c6eddb998c971c9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209849558369632498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SE0akgPZAPI/AAAAAAAAABw/WMqIbrHMM5M/s400/4fa616e546f9648f02ebc84c1c6eddb998c971c9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SE0alMxFd1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/wWM2F3UuK08/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209849570322118482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SE0alMxFd1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/wWM2F3UuK08/s400/DSC01109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SE0al2sIumI/AAAAAAAAACI/99SlZx_KzuI/s1600-h/DSC01199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209849581575649890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SE0al2sIumI/AAAAAAAAACI/99SlZx_KzuI/s400/DSC01199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="cboxdiv" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my sis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-4548138290421636784?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/4548138290421636784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=4548138290421636784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4548138290421636784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4548138290421636784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/06/me-and-my-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/SE0akgPZAPI/AAAAAAAAABw/WMqIbrHMM5M/s72-c/4fa616e546f9648f02ebc84c1c6eddb998c971c9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-9049002878280314199</id><published>2008-06-08T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:27:27.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mom and sis came to Brsibane to visit me on my Exam period!!!</title><content type='html'>Harlo... Every one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Quite a time that i  didn't update my blog..."Soooorrry" pls accept my apologized... I have been busy with my study.... and don't have time to bother my blog. Beside that, my mom and sis are here....haiz...Relative here on a exam period, just can't concentrate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Brisbane is always raining here...and my mom was not in a mood to go out to have a walk in the city or around the whole Brisbane... Well, there is nothing to see in Brisbane... Because Australia is a Country of boringness... But I think that is not true cause, there is entertainment.. But you know there is no such thing as "Free" in this world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I think that studying in Brisbane is a good choice...not only because I have a cousin here but the weather here is good, not too cold or hot...Whereas, Sydney, Melbourne and Tasmania is extremely cold weather place...And you can't concentrate in your study... And in public holiday,  I can choose to go to Sunshine Coast or Gold Coast and there is also karoake...here. Not so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My mom was here all she said was boring, cause she is a Boss at Sandakan, Always that busy.. and never felt that here in Brisbane is so free and she keep on eating my food from the fridge... I think she must be gaining alot of weight here... And she said that here is so boring "HOw can I survive?" And ask me whether I want to go back Sandakan. Of cause I said:"YES!!" And I will be back to Sandakan this 14th of August to 17th of August...short tripe rite...haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      When my mom was going to leave Brisbane she keep saying take care of myself from my house to the airport...When she was going on board she weep alittle...I really wanted to weep alittle too, but i can't cause it is embarassing...and we met some of my mom's friends there...So, i just said:"Ok, I will take care myself..." And she went to the boarding area..... Haiz... and I am again lonely in Brisbane till August 14th.... See ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-9049002878280314199?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/9049002878280314199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=9049002878280314199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/9049002878280314199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/9049002878280314199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-mom-and-sis-came-to-brsibane-to.html' title='My mom and sis came to Brsibane to visit me on my Exam period!!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-5363034633496649831</id><published>2008-05-23T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T02:09:05.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentation and Assignment is OVER!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not up dating my Blog for a while, because due to my assignments and presentation date is coming. There is lots of unhappiness that happen to me, first is my partner in the Economic presentation. We choosed "Education as our presentation title, at first i was very worry about her cause she has a bad background. I heard my foundation friends say that she always don't show up when they were a team in the other presentation, and like to do things at the last minute! Then i thought she would change her attitude, but the result is NO! WE have 3 weeks to prepare our presentation. And i have already find all my information in international education. The next week I thought it would be easier for me and her to just copy and paste from the information I found, but she disagree lots of information that i have found and we argue alot! HAiz.....Hard to have a partner like this. But at the end we still finished our research. Now next thing is our back ground for our power point presentation. I wanted blue and something that stick to the title of our research, she wanted something pink and nature things for the back groung (such as flowers, grass). So you must be thinking what was this thing connected to the "Education" titile?  But at the end she used my idea because she asked some friends for suggestion, Of Corse I WIN! hehe.... And we manage to pass up the reference list and presented our Research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I hate myself, the presentation! I have do lots of research and know them very well. But when it is my turn to present... The words from my mouth is.....(The....Education system for ..er...Australia...er...er....is). And the worst is I can't even have the bravery to face my calss mates.  Hai..ya..Why like this! Can anyone tell me a solution!!! What a failure I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Ya, about my assignment, I got 5 for my Maths B assignment, 5 for my Economic News paper Article and 6 for my Accouting assignment.. Quite happy with the results, but my friends and teacher said that i can do better. But any way this prove that I understand what was taught in the class...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-5363034633496649831?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/5363034633496649831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=5363034633496649831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/5363034633496649831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/5363034633496649831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/05/presentation-and-assignment-is-over.html' title='Presentation and Assignment is OVER!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-8259059796647452120</id><published>2008-04-27T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T06:18:07.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends (Giving me up)!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          One of my friends said that I didn't mention her at this Blog so, now I am going to publish her name jus to satisfate her...haha. Ai...yo there is nothing important if I have not mention your name at the blog Miss Tsen Tzu Yee!!! haha!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;          I have come to Bribane here for more than 2 months, I still don't like here. Maybe no close friends...Haiz... How am I going to survive for the other 7 months. I want to meet friends at college but very limited, because my class organise to 3 classes only 15 person per class...And then most of my classmates are Pakistan!!!! This is crazy, can't really here what they say in English, all I can here is "What the F***" the most clearly all the time. People with no knowledge always use this....Ho～～～CKB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I have leave Yu Yuan，my secondary school for quite a time now. It seems that my classmates and Friends are giving me up(not you CKB and Tzu Yee). Because everytime when they sign in Msn I always says “HI" then there is no reply.....What is this anyway? Are they giving me up? I am very lonely here every week end, always here at my room...can't watch Online video, because it will break the limit of the internet! Australia is boring....Maybe for me!&lt;br /&gt;Boring! Boring like hell! Boring till I want to kill myself! But I can't do that because I need to graduate go back Sandakan with my family and friends.....Life that is boring without friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-8259059796647452120?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/8259059796647452120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=8259059796647452120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8259059796647452120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8259059796647452120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/04/friends-giving-me-up.html' title='Friends (Giving me up)!!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6462773617613407995</id><published>2008-04-25T10:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:26:08.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fakers all around me</title><content type='html'>Hi Guys!&lt;br /&gt; I can hardly write my blog this few days because of the line here. That’s why living in a share house ain’t great, need to share line with others that make the line not enough to share. Any way now I am typing my blog to Microsoft Word first then copy paste to the blog. Then, that is more faster…. Haiz..Now I am living with two guys(don’t worry they won’t hurt me) but we seldom talk.. But now my cousin say that there is an empty room at her place she live now..But Alas..I signed the contract with the guys here for 6 months, how can I break the contract…But eventually I want to move too cause I am lonely here at the room, and then the worst is the line here always lost contact, can’t even on9 do my economic assignment or hear some music…And the rent here I find out to be quite expensive $185 per week…Before that is $180 per week but I need to use their line so they change me $5 per week.  Life as a Uni student is so hard and harsh for me….The world is so real that everything here need $$.&lt;br /&gt;           Oh Ya! I forgot to mention that I have already sign out of the Gym, because I still can’t afford it…hehe… People here are just so fake that sometimes they are too real to be trusted. E.g. My cousin, When her 1 and only friend went back Malaysia, she wanted her to bring some magazines from Malaysia. But her luggage was overloaded so she can’t bring it back to Australia.. If I was my cousin I will say that’s “OK”! but that day she and some of her boys’ friend went out and invited me too.. They keep saying her bad things! “Hey! Come on” It is just some magazines what is that big deal, when ate their lunch and keep talking about her bad things… And then THEY want me to join them! Wah, sorry I am not this kind of people so I just keep quite and have my lunch. The more I heard them say her bad things the more I think that this girl is very FAKE! But no!(See the next paragraph)&lt;br /&gt;           When this girl came back, she brought some Malaysia snacks for me. And my cousin still act to be very friend to her….Wow! You should have seen her acting; she could have won the Oscar prize (Champaign tiam).  That day I thought my laptop ‘down’(actually is the line fault), then I told my cousin so that she can accompany me to the computer shop to get it fix, but she denied and say she was busy with her work….So I say “OK, I go fix the problem myself”. When I was going to the shop myself.  Suddenly the girl phone me that do I want somebody to be accompany?(Maybe my cousin told her) Then I say “Great, please accompany me!” We went out together and we find shop to shop to fix the computer for the cheapest prize. This whole story I can emphasized that this girl is not as Bad as my cousin described her.  Moral Value “Do not emphasized a small mistake made by a person, but we must appreciated what they have done for us and remember it clearly more than their mistakes”  Write more about it next time..Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-6462773617613407995?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6462773617613407995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6462773617613407995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6462773617613407995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6462773617613407995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/04/fakers-all-around-me_25.html' title='Fakers all around me'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-1304437175754317758</id><published>2008-04-25T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:25:05.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fakers all around me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-1304437175754317758?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/1304437175754317758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=1304437175754317758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1304437175754317758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/1304437175754317758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/04/fakers-all-around-me.html' title='Fakers all around me'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-758235394053034817</id><published>2008-04-10T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T04:15:59.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Money is flying away...</title><content type='html'>Hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 I am quite stressful this week maybe because there is a lot of things to do.. and I wasted alot of money. At 1st I wasted $20 to go Karaoke with my cousin and friends here.  I wasn't really having the mood to go.. But I am afraid that my friend will not invite me to any fun place together any more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 The next thing is I joined a GYM here.. A t 1st i was going to join a GYm that is the smae with my cousin but I wanted to give her a surprise so I joined the GYM secretly and thought of telling her this Sunday.. But I went to the wrong GYM.. My cousin refered to the GYM name is "Women Fitness" while I went to join the "Fitness First" Hai..yo..yo. I paid $60 for the member gym fees and every 2 weeks I need to pay $25... Quite regret to join...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Today is my 1st time I went to the gym, the staff over there says I need to have trainers for assistant at the 1st time there. Then the trainer came and she is from Singapore, I thought it is going to be easy, but she keep saying triple packs. Triple packs is for people who need personal trainer and teaches people how to eat. But I don't want that she keep persuade me to try 1st. My GOD I paid another $55 for her..for only 3 hrs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  I think my $$ is running out...Need to save some money for daily life... Regret joining the GYM... Help!!!!!!!!!! Very stress this week, next week Mid term exam coming... Haiz... I can't fail if not I am going to be left behind... Need to "ADD OIL" le me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-758235394053034817?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/758235394053034817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=758235394053034817' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/758235394053034817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/758235394053034817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/04/money-is-flying-away.html' title='Money is flying away...'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6314208297083909742</id><published>2008-04-07T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T06:51:49.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved to a beautiful new room at South Bank</title><content type='html'>Hi! Every body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                This week is quite a rushing week.. I never thought of moving into a room in such a short notice. I actually planned to move into a house near my college, but the room was so small that there is only space to put a single bed and a small size wardrobe.. And then a straight line to walk in and out only and the price is $140 per week not including the wireless internet.. Then I tell myself that "Ok, just move in it and start concentate on my studies.. Because my mid-term&lt;br /&gt;exam is coming at the fortnight. And I want to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               The next day,  I was waiting for one of my collegue at the computer room. I was so free that I started to serve in my Uni website for courses.. Then something caught my eye.. It was the student service and support center. Then I click onto it and it bring to the page that has daily life and i click into it again.. And there it is Accomodation for students. The price and location was so good to be true and there is alot of them to choose. Some of the Accomodation I liked it but most of them was 'lost'. But there was one that caught my attention. The title is "Room for rent at South Bank" Wow.. I almost go crazy because the place is very beautiful it is located near Brisbane city and the river of Brisbane. Then I called one of the owner, he say "ya, the room is still available." Then we made an Inspection date. When the day came I just can't wait . I walked very long for the place is big and I am not use to it. When I saw this guy, he was a long hair and his height is the same as me. He show me the house and the room. Althought the look of the house like kindda haunted but when I enter the house it is beautiful and the room for me is big and bright. The room included a queen bed size, big wardrobe, a fake orchid for decoration, L-shape table, long mirror, sofa, a office wheel chair, lamp and alot more.. Wow I fell in love with this room. The I say I will take it but the guy say, "you have to wait because before you there is some other girls want this room." I heard this my heart sunk to the bottom of the sea, but there is still chance for me to have this room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   When I went back to my aunt house, I prayed to GOD say I really want this room pls safe it for me.. Then my prayer was answered. The guy called me two days later that the room is mine. Yuhoo!! My heart screamed, he say that I can move in this Saturday, but the problem is I have no transportation in such a short notice because my aunt family was going to Sunshine Coast for picnic. Then I tell this guy say I can't make it. Then he offered me that he can come and fetch me to the new room. I told my aunt that the guy was going to fetch me she kindda not very agree about it because the house live two guys and I am the only girl!!! scary ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             But I cheated my aunt that my mom approved(actually I didn't ask my mom for approvement)  Then my aunt say I can move in with them.. The guy came to fetch me.. We had a little chat while on the way to this new house. He asked that is there any one disagree me to live with two guys, well I say "Yes" my aunt and cousin.. Then he smiled and say he won't assault me or do any thing stupid.. because it is illegal..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Hope to put some of my room photo on the blog... Just need to practice my skill towards software...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-6314208297083909742?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6314208297083909742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6314208297083909742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6314208297083909742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6314208297083909742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/04/moved-to-beautiful-new-room-at-south.html' title='Moved to a beautiful new room at South Bank'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-6866962581446520715</id><published>2008-03-24T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T05:57:27.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Holiday Time totally bores me up!!</title><content type='html'>Just don't know where to start! Today is Monday Easter Holiday, all shop are close. But thank goodness the China Town is still open.  I and my cousin went to China Town for breakfast, we ordered a 3 treasure dry noodles, there is three different meat in it.  There is roast pork, roast duck and chicken meat in the noodle.  WOW! I think it is going to be small, when the dish arrive I thought I can finish it. But after half the plate, I really going to surrender, but what a waste. And the price for it is Aus$20. RM 60. After that, we went to street shoppinh, nothing special but the most special things are the price is special expensive. Ha! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Then, we go meet a friend.  The easter chocolate dropped from $5 each to $2 each.  Then I was going to pay for it, my friend just call me to take it.  Ha! Ha! Lucky me again..&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Taiwan shop to drink 'QQ' 'nai cha'(chinese). It was great but I totally full, because my dishes aren't dissolve yet.   Then we went to the cinema, to watch movie.  My cousin insisted to see " The Eye" the scary ghost movie, but I say i was too scare. Then, we finally made the decision to watch " Step Up 2 (the street).  This movie is so great that, I also can't find words to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            My time table here is like that, wake up in the morning---&gt;eat breakfast----&gt;on9---&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go shopping with an aunty here----&gt;eat lunch----&gt;nap time---&gt;eat dinner----&gt; watch TV----&gt;on9 and then sleep. Boring here! Maybe I think that there is no friends here. Unlike Sandakan.  Life here is free, wanted to learn something here, better than just stay at home at Saturday and Sunday. But there is nothing to learn cause shops and school here doesn't open at this time. Boring! Leave some comment before getting out of this site. To make sure how many of them read my blog/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-6866962581446520715?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/6866962581446520715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=6866962581446520715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6866962581446520715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/6866962581446520715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-holiday-time-totally-bores-me-up.html' title='Easter Holiday Time totally bores me up!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-3635441017675250148</id><published>2008-03-13T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:48:14.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Life is Precious!!</title><content type='html'>I have been here almost a month, whenever I sit in the bus, this 45 mins time is remembering the happy time  I had  in my high school. I missed the time I spend in CO(chinese Orchestra) with my bass team member. Although sometimes they make me worry a lot, I had a lot of fun with my team member when practicing the Bass and rehearsal. Although we complained more about why It take so long to practice the whole song. But there is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;professor CKB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to cheer me up, although alot of people think that we had a crush together, but the answer is 'no' we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I was also thankful that I get to regconized alot of friends at the end of 2007. Well, there is &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Syn Yee, Pei Er, Shi Ying&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;, Teresa&lt;/span&gt; and alot nore.  I got very close to these friends when I argue with my best friend that year. I though I will be very lonely after this best friend went out of our Best Friend relationship. But no! God gave me even more Best Friends. Thinking about argueing with my best friend about small stupid thing make me fell very childlish, but now this best friend and I still contact each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I also became to know more about &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lee Wan Tze&lt;/span&gt;, who was one of my primary best friend! But we were separate into different classes so we had our own friends.  But our condition changed when last year I had my driving car license, I often offer to send her home. But we get closer, when last year I was going to have a piano exam. And I accidently bumped into her, she asked where am I going then I told her.  She said she wanted to follow me there, and the most funniest thing is she wore a pair of slippers with a big watermelon on it. Then I didn't give any comment, because I not dare to! After the piano exam, I asked why did she accompany me to the piano exam, and she said that she is afraid that I will be scare or feel lonely. At that time I know she still treat me as her Best frined.  So,the next thing is we went to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jesselton Coffee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shop &lt;/span&gt;to have some girls chat. The funny thing is I wore over former ( because of piano exam) and Wan Tze wore too casual, almost the whole people in the shop keep their eyes on us! And then it is most embarassing that the coffee shop is self service, no one tell us (even the workers) until Wan Tze sister friend gives us signal. Haiz...But their coffee wasn't very good, and till now I don't want to go to that coffee shop to have afternoon tea, because it make me though of the embarassing day I had there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Until now she sometimes says things very ridiculous, I still take it as a best friend.  I missed Sandakan so much, food here is expensive and not very delicious. Bread in the morning, bread for lunch, Pizza for dinner.  All these are make from flour, and my weigh is going upwards. Haiz...yaya!! Maybe at the eand of year you will see a plump girl instead of a cute girl. Ha! Ha! I wanted to come to Back Malaysia shopping. Here cloths are not suitable for teenagers like me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-3635441017675250148?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/3635441017675250148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=3635441017675250148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3635441017675250148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3635441017675250148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/03/high-school-life-is-precious.html' title='High School Life is Precious!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-4863131305932994494</id><published>2008-03-07T04:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T04:19:16.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freeglitters.com"target=_blank&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/stpat/6.gif"border=0 alt="Saint Patrick's Day Glitter Graphics From freeglitters.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freeglitters.com/saintpatricksdaygraphics.php"target=_blank&gt;Saint Patrick's Day Glitter Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDQ4OTk1Mzc2MzUmcD*1MzI1MSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXI=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-4863131305932994494?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/4863131305932994494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=4863131305932994494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4863131305932994494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4863131305932994494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/03/lucky-me.html' title='Lucky Me!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/stpat/th_6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-8063293341147659758</id><published>2008-03-07T03:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T04:07:23.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship circumference expanding!!</title><content type='html'>Yo! Yo! Me again guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Today wasn't quite tired for me because I only have 2 hours of Economic class. Then, I hate to say that there is assignment to do! Sounds very hard to me, cause I need to get resources from the web site, news papers etc. And the most difficult things for me is I have to make a summary of it, put my ideas in it and I need to copy theirs ideas(newspaper) into my work carefully. If not it will think as &lt;strong&gt;plagiarism, &lt;/strong&gt;and it is count as cheating. So, before doing this assignment the college actually give us classes before doing something wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    This is the last day I will be with one of my Indian friends in economic class cause the class is going to change into another group again. Quite pity, cause when the lecturer was teaching very boringly, we write words to each other like chating and, he liked to bug in in the middle of mid night. He also spare me his 'MARS' chocolate which there is two in one pack. This must be my lucky day. But nevermind there is still some other friends in econmic class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     After class, I was thinking to go home straightly, but I saw my Vietnam friend standing near the locker she asked me to accompanied her to have lunch at the student's kitchen. Then, as we arrived at the kitchen. We saw two of our class mate, they were going to have lunch before going home. And i didn't prepared my lunch to bring to college, so they spare me some. How kind and generous they are, I had Chinese dumpling and a little bit of curry rice to go with in my lunch. I it didn't spend me any money. He..He... Isn't it a lucky day fo me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Then, after lunch I took the bus with 1 of my China Friend, we chatted alot and she is very forgetful. She can lost 5 umbrellas in just 1 summer. Well, here is changing to Autumn but it is still very hot over here. Then, I went window shopping at K-mart that's near my living area. Cause I don't want to go home that early that's because my room is very hot at that time and there is nothing to do there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Australia life is quite boring, the only entertainment I have is online or chat with my family and friends. OR play with the kids at my homestay. Ha! Ha! They kids and I can play very crazily. Maybe because I still have the sense of immature, but playing with them I feel very happy. At night the aunty here bring me to K-mart to buy some stationery and we meet her neighbor which was a old man. He keep saying that I am very indepedant when he knew that I know which bus to take and where to in just 2 weeks. Well, it is quite easy because Australia buses have their time table lable in their web site. And transportantion here is very good unlike Sandakan. Every 3o mins there is bus at different stops. Here Brisbane City is not big, it is the suburbs that make Brisbane look big. The city here like to name their every street with different names, sometime sit make me very confused to find the place I want to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-8063293341147659758?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/8063293341147659758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=8063293341147659758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8063293341147659758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8063293341147659758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/03/friendship-circumference-expanding.html' title='Friendship circumference expanding!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-9183104105951954791</id><published>2008-03-04T04:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T04:13:53.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Lucky girl!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freeglitters.com"target=_blank&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/candybar/50.gif" border="0" alt="CandyBar Dolls Graphics"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDQ2Mzk3OTAzNzQmcHQ9MTIwNDYzOTk4NjE4NiZwPTUzMjUxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZmPWI=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-9183104105951954791?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/9183104105951954791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=9183104105951954791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/9183104105951954791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/9183104105951954791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-lucky-girl.html' title='I am a Lucky girl!!'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/candybar/th_50.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-3180527430120023503</id><published>2008-03-04T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T04:09:05.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindda adapted to the place here at Brisbane</title><content type='html'>Hi, again... I have been staying at Brisbane for about 2 weeks. I kindda adapted to this place. So, hope you guys won't be so worry about me.  I like to travel place to place by bus here cause here the bus have aircone and it is big and i need to take at least 45 mins to get to the city and then change bus to go to my college.  Here, the weather is great, not so hot and cold. That's because Autumn is just at the corner. But at night it is kindda freezie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 I met alot of friends from different kind of Country.  Well, the 1 that become the closest of all from my new friends is the Vietnam girl. You know what!!! She look like Woo Ai Fang oh. I really want to let you all see her photo. But i forget to bring my handphone connecter with me. Very pity, she is very kind. But sometimes very difficult to understand what she trying to tell me. But i will get used to it anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Some lecturer here even funny, when they ticked the class name for attendance, when it is my turn. He will say:" Jerry, Where is Tom?" and I will answered:" Still finding this ideal partner." Then the whole class laugh, lecturer here have a lot of scence of humuor. That make me feel comfortable. And some lecturer teach us like talking to himself, Fortunately there is microphone in the class. If not what he say is like whispering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             I moved to my aunty house who was one of my mom's frined. Because my cousin room was too small that there is no place to put my clothes and place to sleep. I feel that i am very lucky over here. If not because i have relatives or my mom's friend I will be crying here all months. I know that you all think that i am strong. Always act like a 'big sister' to you all in the front, but i am very timid when i am alone here at Brisbane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             You all know that, the way I talked is very 'straight forward'.  But a lot of my best friend can't accept what I said at first time. But slowly , (well) you all got used to it. And I think that a lot of you starts to love the way I talk, and liked to find me for some solution to their problem.  Maybe some of you don't like it. But what I say that hurts you all is really for your own good.  I don't change my style cause this is the way I used to treat my friend. Cruel isn't it....Ha! Ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-3180527430120023503?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/3180527430120023503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=3180527430120023503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3180527430120023503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/3180527430120023503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/03/kindda-adapted-to-place-here-at.html' title='Kindda adapted to the place here at Brisbane'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-8412633242344343435</id><published>2008-03-03T03:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T03:38:23.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freeglitters.com"target=_blank&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/candybar/25.gif" border="0" alt="CandyBar Dolls Graphics"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB*PTEyMDQ1NTE*NjgyMDEmcD*1MzI1MSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXI=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-8412633242344343435?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/8412633242344343435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=8412633242344343435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8412633242344343435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/8412633242344343435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/03/emotional-weather.html' title='emotional weather'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/freeglitters/candybar/th_25.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-663568778097954985</id><published>2008-03-03T03:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T03:35:33.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutefairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-663568778097954985?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/663568778097954985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=663568778097954985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/663568778097954985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/663568778097954985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/03/cutefairy.html' title='Cutefairy'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4931313870663806776.post-4826130370062204908</id><published>2008-03-03T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T01:14:28.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in Brisbane</title><content type='html'>Hey, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          I have arrived in Brisbane that's in Australia, well this city is bigger than KL city. Here was  counted as Australia 3rd biggest city. When i 1st come here was in the middle of the night. Everything was very peace, cause Australia shops close at 5pm. And you know what, I have been spending a night at Brunei cause visa problem. Really hating that night cause I was cold and lonely. I will never forget that night because of my agent mistake. For sending the wrong visa. Seems kindda sound stupid isn't it. Because of that incident i miss my 1st day of Orientation. And my cousin was there at the airport to fetch me.  The second day I went to the City, WOW!! you know what every where is people and they are much taller then me just like 2 mushrooms under a group of tall trees(included my cousin) Ha!Ha! The 1st day of school and to make my enrolment myself, Thanks GOD that my cousin is here. She help me almost everything. Then i went to join the others foundation students to the Brisbane ZOO, I quite enjoy it cause I can see kangaroos and Koala bears. Well, the Koala spend a lot of time sleeping. I actually get the chances to feed the Kangaroo cause it is very tame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Here life style is very modern and expensive to get this services because. Like I took the bus stop to anywhere is charge on adult fees, and that's is very expensive. About from zone 1 to 4, daily trip cause $7.20.  Everything here is great weather here can be very emotional, if can rain every 5 mins and very hot a moment later, windy and cold all at a sudden. Looks like Brisbane weather is like an emotional women. Haiz...what can i do is bring jacket and umbrella whereveri go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Here i met a Vietnam girl, who look a like like my fren in Sandakan. Kindda a miss my Sandakan friends. I talked to this girl and we were friends at the very moment. Her english is quite odd that I need time to get use to it. Well, here's is my life in Brisbane hope anyone who wanted to chat with me. I am always on9 at MSN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4931313870663806776-4826130370062204908?l=jerryfoo123.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/feeds/4826130370062204908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4931313870663806776&amp;postID=4826130370062204908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4826130370062204908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4931313870663806776/posts/default/4826130370062204908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerryfoo123.blogspot.com/2008/03/life-in-brisbane.html' title='Life in Brisbane'/><author><name>CuteGirlLife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12596795515970657519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IBLG3LZrVTY/S2Jb23QvvSI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n6pItxGrWmw/S220/Jerry+Foo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
