<?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-1706908992407032838</id><updated>2012-02-16T05:19:07.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YewLiang</title><subtitle type='html'>myJourney</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-6016400204122787444</id><published>2010-07-20T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T01:22:27.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our wonderful Twin from God</title><content type='html'>I shared this testimony with Charis Methodist Church during their Alpha Celebration Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was invited by Isaac to the alpha celebration dinner in Charis Methodist Church on 29 May 2010 and I thought it's a good opportunity to catch up with some old friends. It never occurs to me that I'll be speaking in front of a group of people whom I met for the 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in year 1997 (I think), I was actively questioning about Christianity. Though it’s quite clear to me that Christianity is a trustworthy religion to follow, I can’t help feeling that the success of Christianity is due to the work of man. We all know that there are US is very good in marketing and there are also lots of conspiracies in the world. We are living in a world full of deceptions and it’s really very hard to believe in that Christianity is the only truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us have been exposed to NLM and if you live long enough to experience various new products offered by NLM, you’ll find that every products sounds so convincing and it’s no doubt the best product that you’ve been introduced at that time. But then when a new product exists in the market, it takes over the “truth” that was being preached by the previous product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same analogy, I always got lots of objections and questions about Christianity. My wife has been hearing questions from me until one day when I was driving, she chanced upon an invitation to Alpha Introduction Dinner in Today’s newspaper. She asked if I’m interested to attend and I was thinking that since there’s free dinner provided and we are not busy, why not just give it a try. So that’s how we get to know about Alpha and participated in Alpha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey in Alpha is indeed a great one. It helps me to grow with an environment of having my questions asked. Sometimes, those questions were answer and sometimes not, but I eventually realized the answer myself with the directions provided by the group. In the group, I always got lots of sharp questions that can sometimes by offensive. The group has been very encouraging that makes me feel comfortable in asking those questions and I’m indeed grateful for the opportunities for me to know more about the truth of God. Nicky Gumbel’s video is also very inspiring and well presented. I’m really very thankful to the group who has helped me a lot in my growth. Special thanks to Andrew, Isaac, Joy, Stella, Derrick, Geraldine, Han Chuan, Christina and the members of Charis Methodist Church who has prayed for our salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding the will of God is one thing but without experience that God is in our life, the understanding could be meaningless. Having understood the words of God, I know that our life will not always be rosy. Problems will creep into our life and this is the time for us to experience the presence of God. Indeed, after the Alpha journey, I’ve experienced so much blessing from the Lord which I shared with people through my blog. Every blessing from God started with a problem in our life. Many people got problems in their life, what makes a difference is whether we allow God to deal with our problems or we dealt with the problems ourselves. I’ve learnt to trust my problems with God and I’ve been guaranteed the best outcome as promised by God. The outcome is not necessarily good, but over times, we’ll get to see that it’s the best outcome as compared to what we hope to achieve if we were to deal with it ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just too many things that I would like to share over the years in the blessing from God, I would just like to share about our twins in this session. This journey was a difficult one to start with. We had been trying for babies for many years without success even with the help from KK and Chinese physician consultation. I have been very resistant to IVF though my wife has been prompting me for it. Finally, I prayed to God saying that I decided to try IVF and if it’s the will of God, give it to us. One of the reason why I resist to IVF is because it is seems as man-made instead of God’s will. But having understood the IVF procedure, the success of pregnancy through IVF is still dependent on the will of God. Through advancement in technology, the success rate has increased to 40% as compared to 25% in the past. To deal with the failure in IVF pregnancy could be a very difficult time to go through, therefore it is mandatory for all couples who opted for IVF procedure to go through counselling session. During this period, we prayed to God for his blessings and his presence in our life. Regardless of the outcome, we trust in his plan for us. Thanks to the Lord that not only he makes the IVF procedure a success, he also gives us a twin. Not only giving us a twin, he gives us a twin with different gender. We were not just lucky; we experienced God in our life through his blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, God knew that I need more things to share with people, so his blessing doesn’t just stop here. The pregnancy was not a smooth one. First of all, during one of the scan, our son was found to have Aberrant subclavian artery (arteria lusoria) is a rare congenital anomaly. This condition means that our son will have high risk of being down syndrome. The only way to make sure is to have an “amnio” to confirm. However due to twin pregnancy, having “Amnio” is risking to the other baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time back before pregnancy, we had discussion about down syndrome among ourselves and Joyce was telling me that she would abort if her baby is diagnosed with down syndrome. I wasn’t too comfortable when I hear that and we did not discuss this topic further hoping that this will never happen to us. God does amazing work in our life to give us a twin and news of possible down syndrome for one of them and increase the risk to proceed with “amino” test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This event has great impact on our life. We decided to leave our problem to God and continue with the pregnancy without going through additional test. When I hear Joyce saying this to me: “This is the first time I feel that something is more important than myself”, I am so touched and grateful to the Lord when I heard this. Through this event, our devotion to the lord is more focused, Joyce relationship with my family also improved greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another bad news that we received is that our daughter is not growing well in the womb. She has not been putting on sufficient weight and doctor prepared us that we may need to deliver them much earlier through cesarean. That was around 30 weeks in the pregnancy (I think). From the scan, it appears that the daughter is 1kg lighter than the son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had heard from Stella about her prayer for painless delivery during her pregnancy and it was given to her by the Lord. We made the same prayer. I had been praying to God that there will not be much pain for Joyce during delivery and that she will be able to deliver naturally. I knew that she has low threshold for pain and I’m very worried for her delivery. We were told by the doctor that natural delivery is very difficult for twin pregnancy and usually twin pregnancy will need to caesarean. The doctor also said that even if both babies are ready for natural delivery, when 1 child is delivered, the position of the other child may change to obstruct natural delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued with our prayer life and trusting that the Lord is always in control. Through the little faith we had, God answered our prayers through these series of events. Our twin was estimated to be due on 29 Dec 2009. On 28 Oct 2009, a water bag burst at around 3am. I quickly bring her to hospital and admitted to delivery suite. It was found that the water bag for the girl at the lower portion of the womb has burst and both babies are engaged in the position awaiting delivery. The doctor decided to hold the delivery for 2 more days before delivering them. The delay is so that doctor can inject medicines into the babies to allow the organs to develop faster to increase the chance of survival from premature delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/TEVX9lWN3WI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oRodp9YMyZo/s1600/ShiEnRongEn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495895635784490338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/TEVX9lWN3WI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oRodp9YMyZo/s320/ShiEnRongEn1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On 30 Oct 2009, both babies were delivered naturally without epidural (pain killer). It was an almost painless and smooth delivery with an interval of 2 minutes between them. Joyce was pushed into the operating theatre just in case there is a need for cesarean. Most of the time that was spent in the operating theatre was waiting for the doctor and she delivered very quickly after doctor arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few hours before the delivery, Joyce experienced shortness of breath. The doctor commented that it’s very difficult for her to deliver naturally (this is one of the reason why the delivery was taken place in the Operating Theatre). After delivery, it was found that some water went into her lungs (Pneumonia). I did not know that Pneumonia was life threatening until I read a magazine saying that a mother died because of this complication. Thank God for his protection that Joyce was safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495897025991461106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/TEVZOgRYyPI/AAAAAAAAAB8/b1CtzPtrfh0/s320/Baby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The babies were both healthy and our son was free from down syndrome which was one of our greatest worry. Both of them need to stay in ICU for up to a month and more because of premature delivery. The cost of staying in the delivery suite for 2 days was also very high (most women stay only for a few hours). Praise to the Lord again that for IVF procedure, it is compulsory to apply for insurance and quite a high percentage of the hospitalisation bill was covered by insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened and many things could have gone wrong during this period. Just 1 event that went in a different direction could bring lots of misery in our life. Our God has been very merciful to us and have been blessing us greatly through our prayers. Our prayers not only comfort us and make us think positive, our prayers protected with the promises from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/TEVaod2-L5I/AAAAAAAAACE/W70Bq7RF330/s1600/Botanical+Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495898571532021650" style="WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/TEVaod2-L5I/AAAAAAAAACE/W70Bq7RF330/s320/Botanical+Garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced God not just through the understanding of his words by the preaching of man, I experienced HIM through the work that he has done in my life too. This makes the God that we believed in real. What he has done in my life is real as compared to the magic tricks by illusionist. This is the real miracle. Praises be to God for his creations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-6016400204122787444?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/6016400204122787444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=6016400204122787444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/6016400204122787444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/6016400204122787444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-wonderful-twin-from-god.html' title='Our wonderful Twin from God'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/TEVX9lWN3WI/AAAAAAAAAB0/oRodp9YMyZo/s72-c/ShiEnRongEn1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-5117188820262827486</id><published>2010-05-02T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:07:40.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My testimony</title><content type='html'>I was borne a Buddhist leading a faithful and righteous life because I'm afraid of death and going to hell. I knew that death is inevitable and I really hope that there is God and heaven exist. Since young, the only religion that I practiced is Buddhism and Christianity is just another class of religion (something like branded goods).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exposure to Christianity started during my secondary school at the age of 12/13 when I was invited by my form teacher to a Youth for Christ group. This was when I was shared on the true knowledge of Christianity: Sin and Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that age, I believe that all religion preaches the truth that the religion believes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no doubts that whatever I've heard of about Buddhism and Christianity was the truth that was shared to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I was young, my mind was driven by logic as Mathematics was my best subject then. It was very clear to me then that whatever that was taught about Christianity provides no allowance for the route to heaven. Buddhism never tell me that Christian cannot go to heaven as they still got other live to work on to reach heaven. This current live also doesn't guarantee my ticket to heaven. Christianity however tells me that my choice is my only chance to Heaven or to eternal Hell with no return at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Christianity is the only wise choice logically, it was a great struggle for me. Back in home, I've heard lots of conversation between my parents about their view of Christianity. Their view of Christianity was indeed very bad and I've heard of Christian doing lots of stupid things through their stubborn faith that eventually cost a life. I knew for sure that if I were to be a Christian, there will be hell in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mom and dad and the thought that becoming a Christian will destroy my relationship with them is very frightening. It was OK for me to go to hell after death as long as my parents still love me. But then a fearful thought came to my mind, i.e my parents will go to hell after death because we are not Christian. I do not want this to happen. I can't bear to see my parents going to hell. I want to be a Christian and I want my parents to be Christian too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I said the sinner's prayer secretly and prayed for my parents. Though my choice was clear, I was still very confuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year by year passes and my religion has been a struggle. When I fill up forms that asked for religion, I always struggled between Buddhism and Christian. When the form is one that my parents may have chance to see it, I'll put down Buddhism to play safe. Sometimes, I either tell people that I'm a Christian who does not go to church, or I believe in Jesus Christ but not in Christianity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in Jesus Christ but not in Christianity??? Yes, this was true for me for a very long time as I grew older. As I understand more about the world, Christians becomes those people whom I do not wish to be associated with. But at the same time, I could not deny Jesus Christ. Buddhism to me is just a teaching but not a religion and all other religion are just man made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I embrace all knowledge that teaches me to be good, but ironically, I believe in Jesus Christ but do not read the bible or attempt to learn about Christianity. Most of the teachings that I embraced comes from Buddhism. To me, these teachings make me a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew in wisdom and advanced in career. Every problem that I faced has a solution. I've got very good sense of black &amp;amp; white, good &amp;amp; bad. Of course, I'll always choose the white and good. But I'm human and as long as I can justify to myself, I can also accept things that are bad. There's a saying "男人不坏，女人不爱", so long as it does not harm others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will always be a limit as to how much a man can do, especially when it comes to relationship. A setback in relationship is a wakening call to me. No matter how wise I am or how righteous I am, there are many things that I don't have control over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no one on in the world whom you can trust fully, not even yourselves. In life, one will have to face situation to forgo righteous to solve a problem. Wise people who do not believe in God will eventually have to forgo righteousness and still able to justify that the act does not "harm" anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became enlightened at that very moment in my struggle. I made a firm decision to start to go to Church because only God has the ruler to measure every act in the world. I was skeptical about Christians, but I've forgotten that Christians are not God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many Christians in the world who offers bad testimony through their way of life, but it is very clear to me that God's word is the only truth that I've been seeking in my life. Pastor Ong's sharing of God's word is very enlightening during the period that I was struggling. The only way I can really digest the words from God is by going to Church. Reading bible by myself does not bring much understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I've made my commitment to attend church and study the words of God, my view of what I see in the world and people has changed totally. I appreciate the problems that I see in the world with much more in-depth understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My worries are lesser because I can leave most of them to God. Still learning how to leave all my worries to God though. Many miracles start to happen in my life when I started praying. I experience many prayers being answered on things that I've totally no controls over. Every time when I need God badly, the prayers are always answered. I cannot attribute that to luck or coincidence as luck and coincidence is not there all the time. However, I also acknowledge that there may be possibilities the story of Job may happen in my life, but I know that God is in control and he love us and will not harm us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been ready for baptism, but I've always thought that Baptism is just a ritual and can do without. To appreciate the words of God and to lead a life that is Christ like is more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baptism preparation class has taught me otherwise. Going through baptism gives the ownership of my life to God and not to Sin (Freed from SIN). I've previously misunderstood “Freed from SIN” with "Free from SIN" as being the same. Now I've fully appreciate what is "Freed from SIN" and today I'm really excited to be baptized.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-5117188820262827486?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/5117188820262827486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=5117188820262827486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5117188820262827486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5117188820262827486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-testimony.html' title='My testimony'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-2108571254682181015</id><published>2010-04-26T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T22:08:21.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism</title><content type='html'>Me &amp;amp; my wife was scheduled for baptism this year on 4th Apr. This is a special occasion as it's an easter day and it's 1 day after my birthday. So it's easy to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been praying to God for this day since I restarted my Christian walk. What appears like an impossible task is now made possible by God. When my wife agreed to go through baptism, I was really excited as I've personnally not heard her saying the sinner's prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has done wonders in our live and it's hard not to acknowledge his existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 3rd of April it started raining at night and the rain did not stop in the morning on the 4th. Not only that, it becomes heavier when we leave the house. I know that the church has been praying for good weather for this day and I believe firmly that rain will stop though there's no sign of stopping so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baptism service was scheduled at 9:30am at Changi Beach starting with songs and giving testimony by each individuals going for baptism and finally the baptism ceremony in the sea. There are 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to bring Beckham to in-law's place first before proceeding to Changi Beach. Due to the weather, we were a little late. On the way to Changi Beach, rain was very heavy but as we reached Changi Beach, it was drizzling as we see sign of God's work at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The church member we singing in the pavilion due to the rain. William gave his testimony, followed by Joyce and finally it was my turn. I've prepared my script in English but looking at the audience who are mainly elderly who does not understand English, I decided to speak in Mandarin. Thank God that I'm able to deliver my speech in Mandarin despite the fact that I didn't prepare for it and what I've spoken is not too far out from what I've written. Initially I thought I can translate to Mandarin while reading my script in English in realtime. But after a while, I recognised that it's impossible for me, so I decided give an impromptu speech without reading the script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While giving my speech, it's still a little drizzling. After my speech, we proceed to the beach for the baptism ceremony and the sky was clear without any rain. With the rain stopped, church members can walk towards the beach to witness our ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day of sharing, to witness the act of God and to know that he is in control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-2108571254682181015?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/2108571254682181015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=2108571254682181015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/2108571254682181015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/2108571254682181015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2010/04/baptism.html' title='Baptism'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-5818633440293202526</id><published>2010-03-15T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T20:10:33.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beckham lost again???</title><content type='html'>I've been away for a long time.  It's not that there's no more miracles in my life, but rather discipline to blog is very hard to cultivate for me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was preparing my mind to start blogging again this year, Beckham started the CNY by giving me a story to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 1st day of CNY, we went house visiting as usual.  Every year, from my wife side, all will gather in 1 house for dinner.  It is the house of her cousin and they stayed in a penthouse with a very open space outside the house.  This is usually the last stop for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckham likes to go there because he has a large space to run about and there are many people.  However this year most of the attentions was put on our twins (I'll share about my twins in later posts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Beckham may wonder away sometimes, most of the time, he will follow where I go.  As I'm taking this for granted, towards the end of the night when most of the relatives have left, I suddenly feel that sometime was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around and Beckham was not in sight.  I alerted Joyce, we searched the house and then we confirmed that Beckham was really gone.  I was trying to recall when was the last time I saw him and it seems like quite long ago.  My heart sank as I was trying to think how we can find him back again.  The house was opened all the while and Beckham could have went into the lift without anyone noticing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our search by going to the ground floor and see if we can find Beckham.  I can see the anxiety on Joyce's face.  I started to pray but I am not sure if God will help me again as this was the 2nd time Beckham has gone missing.  Many thoughts came to my mind as I'm strategizing.  Guilt, fear, anxiety, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some search around the swimming pool, I told Joyce to search the common area while I try my luck on the block at each level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I make my way to the block and went to the top floor.  My plan was to go down the staircase floor by floor to search for Beckham.  When I reached the house that Beckham went missing, I found that the door to the staircase was left opened.  I went to the staircase and shouted for Beckham, but no response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went down the staircase to every floor and went to the lift lobby at every floor hoping that I find Beckham there.  I shouted his name at almost every floor just in case he went into one of the household and hoping that he can hear me and respond back.  However, there was no luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached the ground floor, I was so relived to see Beckham sitting behind the railings.  Apparently, he seems to have gone down the staircase from 14 floor all the way to the ground floor and squeeze into the railing and then got himself stuck there  (probably he didn't know that he can squeeze himself out again).  Then all the can do is to just sit there crying.  I can see a small pool of water on the floor.  When I shouted for his name, he didn't even respond back to ask for help :p  Aiyo... this dog of mine :p  He must be very anxious waiting there for help and I wonder how long he has been there waiting alone :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my faith was small and weak, through this little faith that I put my trust in God and prayed, he still answer.  He is so Good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-5818633440293202526?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/5818633440293202526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=5818633440293202526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5818633440293202526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5818633440293202526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2010/03/beckham-lost-again.html' title='Beckham lost again???'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-3491522821147826519</id><published>2009-07-06T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:34:18.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson from Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>It's been one and a half weeks that MJ has died and today is his burial day.  What can we learn from the life of this person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to judge him as I don't have total truth of him.  However, based on various account of his life, his childhood is indeed very pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lesson that I've learnt is that when something bad happen in one's life, the way you respond is very important.  Responding in a proper way will strengthen you and responding in an improper way will destroy you.  When there's damage in one's life, it has to be dealt with and get it resolved internally, otherwise it will continue to haunt you even though you thought you can forget about it or ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God always want us to respond well and get healing from all these damages rather than to run away from it or to use human effort to resolve it.  There has been many accounts of people trying to resolve their damage by themselves and they thought that they have it under control, but they fail to see how it has impact in their life negatively in some cases.  There are also many accounts of healing through God and how individuals are being released from the bondage of these damages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God brings miracle through his healing and grace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-3491522821147826519?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/3491522821147826519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=3491522821147826519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/3491522821147826519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/3491522821147826519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2009/07/lesson-from-michael-jackson.html' title='Lesson from Michael Jackson'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-4986702676091135254</id><published>2009-01-13T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T23:15:06.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm actually very surprise that news about my blog has been spreading. Almost everyone who mentioned about the blog send regards to Beckham :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some even scolded me for what has happened to him :p Indeed, I deserved to be scolded if not for God's intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this blog is not meant to talk about Beckham, so don't expect too much of his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracles usually occurs in crisis and it's really stressful to be in crisis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, since I'm in this topic talking about Beckham, I'll just share what we are doing with him right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckham sleeps with us in the same room. Usually I'll put him on the bed beside my pillow. One third of the bed is reserved for him on my left, I sleep in the middle and my wife on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the middle of the night, he will usually jump down from the bed to take his supper. Then after that he'll have problem getting up the bed. So he will go to my wife side of the bed standing up and tapping on the edge of the bed so that she will wake up and carry him to the bed and he will walk over our bodies to reach to his pillow. He doesn't come to disturb me to carry him up cos I'm in the middle of the bed and will probably can't hear him :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SW7iSiS2ddI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ATlWKIZoVrE/s1600-h/BeckhamTraining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291415420278306258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SW7iSiS2ddI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ATlWKIZoVrE/s320/BeckhamTraining.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So lately, I'm thinking if we should get him a ladder for him to climb up to the bed himself. But instead of getting some sort of ladder, we are now trying make use of a platform at the side of the bed and training him to jump to the platform first, then to the bed. But apparently, he is a slow learner and still could not get up to the bed himself :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's just 2 nights since we started this exercise... will see how things goes.&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/1706908992407032838-4986702676091135254?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/4986702676091135254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=4986702676091135254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/4986702676091135254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/4986702676091135254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2009/01/surprise.html' title='Surprise'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SW7iSiS2ddI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ATlWKIZoVrE/s72-c/BeckhamTraining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-8472443938548331295</id><published>2008-12-25T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:57:49.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Court Case</title><content type='html'>I bought a pot for my mother-in-law and she complained that there's some problem with the pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on 13 Nov at around 11:30am, I brought the pot to the service center for report.  To my disappointment, no one was there.  I guessed they had gone for early lunch.  I do not want to stay there, but I do not know where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought I might as well go back to my old office where I've not gone back for quite a few months as it was not too far from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved to new office in Bukit Merah Central since Mar, but once a few month, while I'll go back to Peminpin to check if there's any mail for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked that there's 3 letters to me from IRAS.  It was a court summon which was scheduled on 12 Dec 2008.  The letter was sent on 5 Nov 2008.  The reason being that I've not file income tax return for my company for the past 5 years (starting year 2003).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long story.  This income tax thing has been my nightmare since I took over the full operation of this company in year 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid going to court, I've got deadline up till 8 Dec 2008 to submit the income tax return for 2003 - 2006 and pay a penalty totaling to $2550 :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut story short, this period has been very stressful for me as I've not been keeping proper record and doing my accounts.  Thank God, I came back to office that day and not few days later, I managed to get things settled on 9 Dec 2008.  I've gone to banks many time to request for lost bank statement, got someone to do my accounts for me, find an auditor, digged out past records, account for the descrepancies, etc.  Everything was very very rush and not to mention the amount of money I'll need to spend during this period :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God again that the project that I talked about in the previous post was finally closed after spending about 9 months on it.  Otherwise, I don't know how I can take the stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-8472443938548331295?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/8472443938548331295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=8472443938548331295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/8472443938548331295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/8472443938548331295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2008/12/court-case.html' title='Court Case'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-6430161577397871635</id><published>2008-12-24T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T01:30:02.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God did not fail me again</title><content type='html'>I started to write my first program when I was 12 years old.  At my current age, I could be classified as an expert in the aspect of programming.  There is nothing that others can do but I can't, it's just a matter of how long I'll take to learn the new technology.  After I've learnt the technology, things that can be done by anyone, I am confident to say that I can do it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having boasted, I finally met a situation this year which is the toughest test for my ego so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this year, I took up a project which I estimated to complete in 50 days, but after half a year, I'm still working on this project with the same amount of money committed.  The customer has done this project by themselves and they came to us to redo the same thing using different technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This project is a test of my ego cos the customer will always compare what I've done with what their programmer has done before.  Because of the delay (which is not totally our fault), the customer has lost faith in us and always seems to condemn me that our program is not performing as good as their old system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, there was indeed performance issue which I've resolved using different design and performance was exceptable until customer was testing with other set of data and find that performance was very bad.  We pushed the blame to the hardware that customer is using and the network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We maintained that we have already optimized our program and there's no way to improved further and to prove our point, we arranged to do testing with the same set of data for our program and their existing program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, the result doesn't tell much as it seems like we were right that our program is not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However on 21 Aug, the final test result from our customer showed that the performance of our program was much worse as compared to their existing program.  It took our program around half an hour to respond and their program just take barely a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our program is supposed to be more flexible with a different design to handle the flexibility, thus under certain condition, performance will be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very stressed and loss at that time.  I wrote a very depressing email to my working partners to express my depression.  I could do something to change the design so as to achieve better performance (at least on par with customer's program) but that will require lots of time as I've already been working on this project for 5 months.  Worst still, customer will lose faith in us and our reputation will go down to the drain.  Time is really not at our side.  I admitted total defeat this time and I felt very sorry to pull them down too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I assured my working partner that I'm not giving up despite all the stress.  I just want them to prepare for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been helping me so far in my work.  In my line, there's always unpredictable events to handle and so far I managed to find solutions to whatever problems that I faced even at areas where I've got no knowledge about.  God has never failed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faith that God will bring me through this although I don't see how is it possible.  I even have 2nd thought that God may fail me just this once because of my ego.  However, it is with this tiny faith that God will not see me die that kept me thinking and not giving up.  Within 4 hours, I found a break through which could be a solution to our problem.  Within 2 days, I experimented and make minor change to a big program but improve the respond time from half an hour to 10 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simply amazing as now we have a faster respond time, more flexibility, more functionalities and better design.  We were on the verge of losing the battle terribly.  But somehow the whole event was overturned and we finally won the war.  I would not have done it without the tiny faith that I held on strongly to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-6430161577397871635?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/6430161577397871635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=6430161577397871635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/6430161577397871635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/6430161577397871635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-did-not-fail-me-again.html' title='God did not fail me again'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-7172716087311182520</id><published>2008-12-23T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:04:32.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beckham almost strangled in the lift</title><content type='html'>Few months later (I can't remember the date), we were bringing Beckham home from my in-law's place. I was carrying him and holding the leash with another hand intending to hook to his collar. Joyce was holding to the other end of the leash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into the lift first, then the life immediately closed with Joyce standing outside holding on the the leash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I panicked and I didn't know what will happened. Immediately what comes to my mind is to remove the leash from Beckham. But before I can react, the lift went down already and then I felt the leash left my hand at great speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I've not hooked the leash to Beckham's collar yet. Otherwise, he will be strangled and hanging at the top of the lift and that will be a terrible sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-7172716087311182520?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/7172716087311182520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=7172716087311182520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/7172716087311182520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/7172716087311182520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2008/12/beckham-almost-strangled-in-life.html' title='Beckham almost strangled in the lift'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-7993275565180235227</id><published>2008-12-23T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:53:06.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beckham lost and found</title><content type='html'>Aiyo, this dog Beckham is so attached to me. It seems like he only feel comfortable when I'm around. When he is been babysit every morning, he'll usually stare at the door waiting for my return. The only thing that can attract him away from the door is probably his dinner... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 16 Jan 2008, we went home quite late and we decided not to bring him back home from my in-laws place. We wanted to test how he responded staying out for 1 night. That night was a terrible night for my in-law cos Beckham refuse to sleep. He will walk in and out of the room and disturbing my in-law by requesting to get up to the bed, then jump down from the bed and then disturb again... haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, I received a phonecall from Joyce while at work saying that Beckham has left the house and gone missing. Apparently, he missed us too much that he squeeze through the gate at my in-law's place and went out looking for us. When he has been discovered missing from the house, he was nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joyce and I quickly rush home from work. We search high and low and confirmed that he is really missing. It was a terrible time for us and it seems quite unlikely that we can find him. We walked around the neighbourhood, going up and down a few blocks, driving around to see if we can spot him, but there was no sight of him anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to make a police report, although it will not help much. Joyce was crying and I'm very depressed too. It's very unlikely that we'll never get to see Beckham again. He has only been with us for less than 4 months and I can't accept the fact that we lost him so soon. Though, it's just a few months, the bonding was so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad things come to my mind... Could he have been hit by cars, could he be found by some worker and the cook him, etc. It's ok if someone found him and keep him as pet, but if he is dead, it's so depressing. When I drive, I keep looking to see if there's any dead dog on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed a lot that day and wonder if God can really answer prayers. There's nothing much we can do but to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, we decided that we have to do something although the chance of finding him is low. We decided to make posters. It's may seems easy to make some poster, but we met quite a few obstacles. The reason being that my notebook was left in the office. I've got difficulty getting any picture of Beckham. Could not find cables or software drivers is not available in Joyce's notebook to get pictures from phone or digital camera. I can't remember all the obstacles that we faced.  Time is not at our side cos the longer we delay, the slimmer the chance of finding Beckham.  But somehow or rather, alternatives were available by chance and I managed to get a decent photo of Beckham which we took few days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SVHilKLdXII/AAAAAAAAAAk/63nWEpKK4d4/s1600-h/Beckham+Notice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283252965897755778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SVHilKLdXII/AAAAAAAAAAk/63nWEpKK4d4/s320/Beckham+Notice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally we've got the poster printed.  However after printing a few pages, we ran out of ink :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, we decided to just put up whatever we've printed out first.  To decide where to put the poster is crucial cos it's not possible to reach out to all areas.  We finally decided to put the posters at all the bus-stops nearby and the lift area for those blocks within the vicinity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is when I realized that there were many blocks at that area.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It takes us a very long time to put up the posters.  It was almost evening time when we've finished the 1st batch of posters pasting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Joyce is very tired due to crying and walking around to paste the posters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As we ran out of ink, we went to shopping center to buy ink for the printer for next batch of printing at around 5+pm.  At that time, I received a phone call from a school girl who claimed that she saw Beckham running towards around a coffee shop area around 2pm.  She tried to catch him but he was difficult to catch.  She expressed sympathy cos she lost her dog before.  I was so grateful for the call and it gives us hope.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Knowing that there's some effect with the poster, we continued printing more posters and pasting it at the lift area.  Time seems to pass very slowly and there's no more phone call until closed to 8pm.  A lady called asking for more detail of Beckham and it seems like she saw him at a pet shop.  This lady saw the poster and immediately went to the pet shop to check if there's any missing dog.  She saw a dog who look familiar and gave us a call.  She gave me the number for the pet shop and asked me to call the shop to check it out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were very happy as the chance seems very high.  Immediately we call the pet shop and it sounds like we've found Beckham, so we quickly drive to the pet shop.  True enough, Beckham was found :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He looks pathetic... dirty, messy and locked up in a cage.  We were very happy until we are at a loss of words.  Thinking back, we should have taken a photo of him then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was found by a man.  This man had a hard time trying to catch him.  He cornered him until Beckham hit a car and then he managed to catch hold of Beckham.  This man adopted a dog from that shop before (that dog was discarded by the owner due to some skin problem).  These people who own pets understand how we felt.  Therefore, he brought Beckham to the shop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The shop was not very close to my in-laws place (though not too far) and we never knew this shop existed.  Thanks to the poster and these good people, we finally found Beckham within 12 hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Through this incident, it shows that there are many good people around.  At the same time, we saw some ugly incident.  As we went around to remove all the posters that we pasted, we found some of the posters removed and crushed on to the floor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank God that the timing is so nice.  The shop owner intended to shave Beckham down the next day and probably sell or give him away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-7993275565180235227?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/7993275565180235227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=7993275565180235227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/7993275565180235227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/7993275565180235227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2008/12/beckham-lost-and-found.html' title='Beckham lost and found'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SVHilKLdXII/AAAAAAAAAAk/63nWEpKK4d4/s72-c/Beckham+Notice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-5970622041973671791</id><published>2008-12-22T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:06:17.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perth - Just in time itinerary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SU9bagr4ooI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HAu1Oe39rBY/s1600-h/Perth1+(69).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282541398937608834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SU9bagr4ooI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HAu1Oe39rBY/s320/Perth1+(69).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I've said, Perth was a very good trip that we had. One of the thing that makes it wonderful was there's quite a lot of just in time events that happened in Perth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a free and easy self drive trip. The itineray was all planned but with flexibility. On the 2nd day, we visited Penguin Island. We had to take a ferry to cross over to an Island. It was a very small Island. Originally we planned to take the next ferry back to mainland which is 2 hours later (I can't remembered exactly). We were at the other end of the Island when we felt that there's nothing much to explore further. We decided to rush for the ferry which will be leaving in a few minutes. We ran and ran to catch the ferry that was about to leave and luckily we managed to catch it before it leaves and that saved 2 hours of our itinerary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SU9bwFm6lCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mQJqX5C3zDY/s1600-h/Perth1+(313).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282541769626129442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SU9bwFm6lCI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mQJqX5C3zDY/s320/Perth1+(313).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While in Margaret River, we bought tickets to visit 3 caves and we only had 2 days there. The 3 caves were quite a distant away and it's not near to where we stayed. After visiting the 1st cave, we decided to rush for the 2nd cave before it closed. We were lucky to reach just in time to join the last tour for the 2nd cave despite the fact that we lost our way once a while. There are some visitors who came later and missed the tour and will have to come back again the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, we visited the last cave and proceed to the next town and have more time for other part of the itinerary and don't have to missed things that Joyce has originally planned for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SU9cA8kDbUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MmDyEMI2Axc/s1600-h/Perth1+(647).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282542059255983426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SU9cA8kDbUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MmDyEMI2Axc/s320/Perth1+(647).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While in Pemberton, on the way to Albany, we decided to go to another attraction, the tree top walk. Measuring the distant, we are not sure if we can make it in time as we are not very sure what time it closes. Most of the attraction in Perth closes at 5pm. We decided to try anyway without putting much hope to be on time. The past few days, we had been losing our way most of the time while driving. We almost lost our way while driving to tree top walk too... but luckily we were back on track. And again, we were to last visitor to enter Tree Top Walk before it close, we reached there just at the time of closing. Once entering, we can take our time to walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, on the last day, almost met with an accident on the road due to other driver's fault. Thank God, I reacted fast enough to avoid it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-5970622041973671791?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/5970622041973671791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=5970622041973671791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5970622041973671791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5970622041973671791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2008/12/perth-just-in-time-itinerary.html' title='Perth - Just in time itinerary'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xt6TMzA1_ys/SU9bagr4ooI/AAAAAAAAAAM/HAu1Oe39rBY/s72-c/Perth1+(69).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-1830526614777271453</id><published>2008-12-22T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:24:51.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost miss the flight to Perth</title><content type='html'>The Perth trip was planned single handedly by Joyce.  It was a very good trip.  She did all the bookings, visa application, planning, itinerary, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip was on 17th Nov 2007.  That day happened to coincide with the opening of T3 and we were a little late checking in cos her mom took bus to the airport and was delayed a bit probably due to T3 opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were last in the queue to check in to Tiger Airway in the budget terminal.  When it's our turn to check it, it was found that there's some problem with my brother-in-law's (Zelin) visa.  His year of birth was incorrect.  Zelin's birthday and his mom was very close to each other.  So during application of Visa, Joyce accidentally keyed in his mom's year of birth for Zelin's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The counter staff was good and they tried to help us to see if changes can be made and approved by Australia's side.  But it was so last minute and our flight was departing.  We were waiting anxiously and there's no news with every precious minutes passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were planning for the worst where Zelin has to go home himself.  I gave him some money just in case.  It was so upsetting.  I asked the rest to broad the flight first when I wait for a few more minutes.  It seems like there's no chance to get the Visa approved on time when it's 5 more minutes to flight departure.  While the rest are clearing the custom and I'm about to give up, someone came out from the room to give us a go ahead.  We ran and the custom officer was very good to clear us very fast.  The ground staff ran together with us to broad the flight.  All these happened in 5 mins and we managed to catch the flight to Perth although we were almost out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were definitely the last to broad the flight :p and luckily it was a budget airline in a budget terminal where we can still catch the flight in 5 mins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-1830526614777271453?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/1830526614777271453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=1830526614777271453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/1830526614777271453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/1830526614777271453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2008/12/almost-miss-flight-to-perth.html' title='Almost miss the flight to Perth'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-3395389243075807429</id><published>2008-12-21T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:00:57.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beckham almost hit by car</title><content type='html'>Before adopting Beckham, we had planned for a family trip (Joyce's family) to Perth on 17 Nov 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since we officially adopted Beckham in 1 Oct 2007, we had been very attached to him or him to us ;)  We slept together on the same bed :p  Beckham is a very special dog to us.  He doesn't pee at home, he doesn't bark and he cannot stay at home alone.  Being alone at home, he'll cry and cry and you'll find a pool of water on the floor when you reach home.  It's not urine, but tears mixed with saliva.  You'll find that his eyes and neck totally wet.  He will be very excited to see you home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've installed a webcam at home to monitor his movement when we are not at home.  We found that he will sit at the door waiting for our return at night 98% of the time.  Early in the morning before we went to work, we'll bring him down to pee and when we reach home, we'll bring him down again to pee.  He will not pee at home (except for the 1st few days, he pee at the carpet, but within a short time frame, he learnt not to pee on the carpet anymore).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we made a decision to have him babysit while we were working.  Joyce's Ah Pei stayed at her mom's house and he is unemployed.  My mom is a housewife.  So every morning, we'll either bring Beckham to Joyce's mom house or my mom's house to babysit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are preparing to go to Perth, and Beckham has been so attached to us, we made plans for him to stay with my parent while we are in Perth.  To test it out, we let Beckham stayed overnight at my parent's place on 15 Nov 2007.  On 16 Nov, I received a phone call from my dad with a bad news and a good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad news is Beckham is almost hit by cars and my dad was injured.  The good news is both are safe.  What happened is that my dad brought Beckham down for a morning walk.  Suddenly, Beckham saw another dog on the opposite side of a main road and dash across.  He was so fast and sudden for my dad to react that the leash slipped my dad's hand.  As he was running, my dad was shouting at him.  There were cars on the road and Beckham was running across the road.  My dad was unable to catch him before he run across the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was happening so fast and Beckham was seen stopping at the 2nd lane of a 3 lanes road and a car (not a sedan, but I think it's a MPV where the bumper was higher) ran across Beckham and not hitting him.  If it's a sedan car, he'll be hit.  After the car went over Beckham with Beckham sitting on the road in the 2nd lane, my dad quickly ran over to pick Beckham up and ended up injuring his knee and palm.  Other cars behind was slowing down at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The timing was just nice and the car that went over Beckham was the right type of car for Beckham to survive this event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-3395389243075807429?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/3395389243075807429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=3395389243075807429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/3395389243075807429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/3395389243075807429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2008/12/beckham-almost-hit-by-car.html' title='Beckham almost hit by car'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-5497776969214668899</id><published>2008-12-21T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:13:17.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adopting Beckham</title><content type='html'>This is not David Beckham, the famous soccer player. It's a dog :p No offence to David Beckham, it just happened that the ex-owner gave him this name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckham is a Shih Tzu who was adopted by my neighbour Roseline and now adopted by me. He was left in a pet shop by the 1st owner who didn't return to collect him. Roseline's sister has a share in that pet shop and she asked Roseline if she wanted to try adopting him few years back. So Roseline started to adopt Beckham for 2 years (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roseline and I are quite close neighbour as we were in the council. When I first encounter Beckham, he didn't really catch my eye cos he's just a dog to me and there's no bonding. I've never developed any liking for other's dog except for my own dog Happy who passed away few years back at age of around 17. He was also an adopted dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife Joyce always wanted pets at home (cats or dogs). But I do not want to have any pet. I know how troublesome is it to have a pet at home. I know how attached you can be to the pet until you've got difficulty going out of the house or going for holiday. I know how upset you'll be when it passed away. Having pet at home was never my agenda since our marriage. However, being a loving husband :p I'll not just say no way... Only will discourage her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day on 13 Sep 2007, Roseline MSN me asking if I wanted to rent out my house cos property market was very good. Roseline has just became a property agent. I told her that I'll have no place to stay then. She causually mentioned that I can rent her storeroom and I said that the storeroom is meant for her dog. Then she said that she's getting rid of her dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought she was joking. After a while, I tried to confirm with her again and she said that someone interested going over the next day to see the dog. Then I told her that my wife is interested in adopting, though I'm not too comfortable with the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both working and no one is at home to look after the dog the whole day. Worse still, Beckham is trained not to pee at home and will have to bring him down for a walk around 3 times daily for him to do his business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all these, we finally adopted Beckham. Roseline started a conversation with intention to get business on property but ended up giving away Beckham for me to adopt who was originally meant for someone who will go over the next day to adopt Beckham. Roseline didn't approach me for adoption of Beckham because I did tell her before that I'm not keen in having pet at home. The timing was perfect and the outcome of this event was so unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, having Beckham in our life is one of the best thing that happened in our marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-5497776969214668899?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/5497776969214668899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=5497776969214668899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5497776969214668899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5497776969214668899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2008/12/adopting-beckham.html' title='Adopting Beckham'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-6977688032691625063</id><published>2008-12-21T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:08:19.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles - Act of God</title><content type='html'>Today, I decided to start blogging again and hopefully this time round I'll be able to continue the blogging habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why blogging doesn't work for me is because I don't like to write about my life, and I've nothing interesting to blog about too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, my church went for a retreat in Sofitel - Malaysia and each of us is supposed to recollect how God has been doing work in our life over the past 1 year.  I find that I've got many things to say in that aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've decide to blog it down.  I'll be blogging about events that I experienced which are either mirales or can be considered as act of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may say that it's coincidental.  Some may say that it's natural (it's just has to happen that way).  Some may say that it's psychological.  Some may say that it's pure luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll put down the experiences in my Journey and see how much luck I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-6977688032691625063?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/6977688032691625063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=6977688032691625063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/6977688032691625063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/6977688032691625063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2008/12/miracles-act-of-god.html' title='Miracles - Act of God'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-3615874804592628975</id><published>2007-11-05T21:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:45:13.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron Trip</title><content type='html'>Went there with a group of friends, 12 of us, in 2 space wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PxQBRV5bHfs" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-3615874804592628975?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/3615874804592628975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=3615874804592628975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/3615874804592628975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/3615874804592628975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2007/11/cameron-trip.html' title='Cameron Trip'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1706908992407032838.post-5050971961627597777</id><published>2007-07-23T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:47:51.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the beginning</title><content type='html'>Just created this blog today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will come back later when I'm ready to start blogging here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, my blog can be viewed at &lt;a href="http://yewliang.blogs.friendster.com/my_journey/"&gt;http://yewliang.blogs.friendster.com/my_journey/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1706908992407032838-5050971961627597777?l=yewliang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/feeds/5050971961627597777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1706908992407032838&amp;postID=5050971961627597777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5050971961627597777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1706908992407032838/posts/default/5050971961627597777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yewliang.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-beginning.html' title='In the beginning'/><author><name>myJourney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13161246982933804103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
