<?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-15968276</id><updated>2011-07-28T07:55:53.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leed Me to your Heart,Leed Me to your Soul, Leed Me to the Place where You want me to go.</title><subtitle type='html'>Its been over a year.But much is fresh.A life changing experience that I reflect and learn to improve till i finish this race before me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-492954004732942258</id><published>2010-10-31T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T01:37:16.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Psalms 119: 97  to 112&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; 97 Oh, how I love your law! I meditate on it all day long.&lt;br /&gt; 98 Your commands make me wiser than my enemies, for they are ever with me.&lt;br /&gt; 99 I have more insight than all my teachers, for I meditate on your statutes.&lt;br /&gt; 100 I have more understanding than the elders, for I obey your precepts.&lt;br /&gt; 101 I have kept my feet from every evil path so that I might obey your word.&lt;br /&gt; 102 I have not departed from your laws, for you yourself have taught me.&lt;br /&gt; 103 How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!&lt;br /&gt; 104 I gain understanding from your precepts; therefore I hate every wrong path.&lt;br /&gt;n Nun  105 Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path.&lt;br /&gt; 106 I have taken an oath and confirmed it, that I will follow your righteous laws.&lt;br /&gt; 107 I have suffered much; preserve my life, O LORD, according to your word.&lt;br /&gt; 108 Accept, O LORD, the willing praise of my mouth, and teach me your laws.&lt;br /&gt; 109 Though I constantly take my life in my hands, I will not forget your law.&lt;br /&gt; 110 The wicked have set a snare for me,  but I have not strayed from your precepts.&lt;br /&gt; 111 Your statutes are my heritage forever; they are the joy of my heart.&lt;br /&gt; 112 My heart is set on keeping your decrees to the very end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;This Sunday Morning service was good.How I love the joy of worshiping God together with other fellow believers worshiping him =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Over the past few weeks in CG, we have been going through a bible Study about discipleship and currently we are in the topic of loving the Word of God. Its importance, what does it to us, how do we read it, the basics. Its good that we are reminded over and over again about this basics as sometimes we tend to forget the truth of the Word and treat it so routinely, making it no diffferent from the pharisees described by Jesus in the bible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;One thing which brother William Lim shared about during sermon, is a good illustration of a time table chart of how much time we have allocated our time to read the Bible. It was a hillarious slide short but so how true we have to admit this. Often easily it ccan be observed half of us in the congregation might spend more time with facebook than with reading the Word in a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;As it says in the following verses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;102 I have not departed from your laws, &lt;strong&gt;for you yourself have taught me.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;103 How sweet are your words to my taste, &lt;strong&gt;sweeter than honey to my mouth!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;How beautiful this scripture this is, even as I meditate the whole chapter as a whole, verse 102 brings that "wow" factor in me. "I have not departed from your laws, for you yourself have taught me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Thank You  Jesus for it is really not on my own that I'm discipline in your Word but it is you who taught me through my friends, through the holy spirit, leaders, teachers and your Word itself. Truely, your Word is like honey to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I could write more about this beautiful truth in psalms 119 : 97 to 112 but I shall want to meditate on it more and allow it to grow deep within my Heart. Lord I surrender my all to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank You for this beautiful Sunday which I so look forward to everyweek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-492954004732942258?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/492954004732942258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=492954004732942258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/492954004732942258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/492954004732942258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2010/10/psalms-119-97-to-112-97-oh-how-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-4662261017516772840</id><published>2010-10-29T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T20:02:48.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Psalm 34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of David. When he pretended to be insane before Abimelech, who drove him away, and he left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 [&lt;a title="See footnote a" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalms%2034&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-14390a" cmimpressionsent="1"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;] I will extol the LORD at all times; his praise will always be on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;2 My soul will boast in the LORD; let the afflicted hear and rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;3 Glorify the LORD with me; let us exalt his name together.&lt;br /&gt;4 I sought the LORD, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears.&lt;br /&gt;5 Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame.&lt;br /&gt;6 This poor man called, and the LORD heard him; he saved him out of all his troubles.&lt;br /&gt;7 The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear him, and he delivers them.&lt;br /&gt;8 Taste and see that the LORD is good;blessed is the man who takes refuge in him.&lt;br /&gt;9 Fear the LORD, you his saints, for those who fear him lack nothing.&lt;br /&gt;10 The lions may grow weak and hungry, but those who seek the LORD lack no good thing.&lt;br /&gt;11 Come, my children, listen to me; I will teach you the fear of the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;12 Whoever of you loves life and desires to see many good days,&lt;br /&gt;13 keep your tongue from evil and your lips from speaking lies.&lt;br /&gt;14 Turn from evil and do good; seek peace and pursue it.&lt;br /&gt;15 The eyes of the LORD are on the righteous and his ears are attentive to their cry;&lt;br /&gt;16 the face of the LORD is against those who do evil, to cut off the memory of them from the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;earth.&lt;br /&gt;17 The righteous cry out, and the LORD hears them;he delivers them from all their troubles.&lt;br /&gt;18 The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;19 A righteous man may have many troubles, but the LORD delivers him from them all;&lt;br /&gt;20 he protects all his bones, not one of them will be broken.&lt;br /&gt;21 Evil will slay the wicked; the foes of the righteous will be condemned.&lt;br /&gt;22 The LORD redeems his servants; no one will be condemned who takes refuge in him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is a Saturday, even as I sit here and look at the responsiblities which I have in the work place I have a little fear in me. I fear that I might not keep up with this responsibility given to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My collegue have just resigned yesterday, though he gave two months notice before yesterday, I still find it hard that he has chose to resigned. 80% of his responsibility has been added on me and I find it hard to cope with it all. The Courts are speedying their cases , which restricts me from having more time in producing a better getting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Though with such "little" fear in me.It makes me all the more I want to seek His face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" 4 I sought the LORD, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears.&lt;br /&gt;5 Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As an old song says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In his presence, In his presence, there is peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In his presence, In his presence, there is joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will linger I will stay in His presence day by day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Till' His likeness will be seen in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank You for this 'little' fear I'm facing now Lord for it makes me seeks your face more and more. I shall Turst and keep the fear of the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A tough adjustment in work is going to take place, I pray that I will be able to cope with this tough adjustment. Two lawyers have resigned in the spam of two years with no new lawyers being part of the team and with so much work coming in too. Sometimes I wonder why are these things happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The Lord has delivered and overcome every obstacle I have faced. Surely He will do it again =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I shall trust in you Lord and fear only you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-4662261017516772840?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/4662261017516772840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=4662261017516772840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/4662261017516772840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/4662261017516772840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2010/10/psalm-34-of-david.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-207313577596611343</id><published>2010-10-18T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T01:54:07.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastor's Son - A Great Story</title><content type='html'>My mum emailed me this Story yesterday.Thought of sharing this to everybody who reads this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor's son - A Great Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Sunday afternoon, after the morning service at the church, the Pastor and his eleven year old son would go out into their town&gt; and hand out Gospel Tracts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular Sunday afternoon,&gt; as it came time for the Pastor and his son to go to the streets with their tracts, it was very cold&gt; outside, as well as pouring rain. The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His Pastor dad asked, 'Ready for what?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Dad, it's time we gather our&gt; tracts together and go out.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold&gt; outside and it's pouring rain.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy gives his dad a surprised&gt; look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to Hell, even though it's raining?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad,&gt; can I go? Please?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the tracts, be careful son..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks Dad!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a Gospel Tract .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST TRACT. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a tract to, but the streets were totally deserted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell,but nobody answered. He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, this eleven year old trooper turned to leave, but something stopped him.Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that * JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU * and I came to give you my very last Gospel Tract which will tell you all about JESUS and His great LOVE.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, he handed her his last tract and turned to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the following Sunday morning in church Pastor Dad was in the pulpit. As the service began, he asked, 'Does anybody have testimony or want to say anything?' Slowly, in the back row of the church, an elderly lady stood to her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she began to speak, a look of glorious radiance came from her face, 'No one in this church knows me. I've never been here&gt; before.You see, before last Sunday I was not a Christian. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live. So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof, then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on that chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, 'I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly... I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead, TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that JESUS REALLY DOES LOVE YOU .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he gave me this Gospel Tract that I now hold in my hand..As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this Gospel Tract. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see-- -I am now a Happy Child of the KING. Since the address of your church was on the back of this Gospel Tract, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was not a dry eye in the church. And as shouts of praise and honour to THE KING resounded off the very rafters of the building,Pastor Dad descended from the pulpit to the front pew where the little angel was seated.... He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably no church has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love&gt; &amp;amp; honour for his son.... Except for One.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-207313577596611343?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/207313577596611343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=207313577596611343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/207313577596611343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/207313577596611343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2010/10/pastors-son-great-story.html' title='Pastor&apos;s Son - A Great Story'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-7925276858171388106</id><published>2010-04-25T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:57:32.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulau Perhentian Holiday in 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pulau Perhentian was aget away which I have long to go since Jason Lim have blogged about it. I remeber when he blogged about Pulau Perhentian, I was still at Leeds reading it with great envy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This Pulau Perhentian trip was planned way early in January 2009. Early practising Lawyers don't get much holidays. that's why if I do have one, I'm gonna make sure it would be the best one and the following year will have to top it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The first started off really tiring cos of travelling from Penang to Kl to Terengganu. The van ride to Kuala Besut was scary, the whole route was a one way street but treated like a double lane street.The journey there was hot hot hot. Sun scorhing like no one's business. The scenery around was away from civilization. Kids running around with Kerbaus at the padi fields. Fisherman with broken teeth smoking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At least our we have reached to Kuala Busut Port. there we met our tour guide, Din. Hardcore muscle (not the buffy kind) malay dude smoking away and drinking a can of beer on Hari Raya month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;From the Port, we took a boat to Pulau Perhentian, the whole journey was all just blue sea. So much different from the sea water whenever I'm on the ferry from penang to Butterworth. I heard that sometimes we can spot dolphins during the journey. But we didnt get to see any this trip. Just lotsa fish jumping around from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Upon arrival of Pulau Perhentian, we check into the chalet. Very nice chalet on stilts,And its air conditioning. Thank God. I also brought mosquito coil the electric one cos I heard there's lotsa mozzies at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After checking in, Din took us to a water fall in Pulau Perhentian. I was a very long hike there. Din trail through the jungle on bear foot and one can of beer in his hand. While the rest of us were in sport shoes and trying hard to keep up with his pace. When we reached the waterfall sport. waa, it was the most beautiful waterfall I have ever seen (thus far).We swam below the waterfall, it was kinda creepy at first cause we do not what we would be under the water. The water was call and damn refreshing. the best part was standing directly the fall of the waterfall and allow it to give you free massages on your back. The waterfall was really really high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QINEZtgrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PfdDjrEylNE/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473008467774898866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QINEZtgrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PfdDjrEylNE/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Waterfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QH18imM3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Jn_aFmcxYMw/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473008070527693682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QH18imM3I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Jn_aFmcxYMw/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the fun time at the waterfall, we just rest and relax the whole day till evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QHLjstPlI/AAAAAAAAAU8/yOGLyGAWZYs/s1600/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473007342304706130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QHLjstPlI/AAAAAAAAAU8/yOGLyGAWZYs/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The restaraunts there are your typical malay restaraunts but the setting is great cause they set up tables on the beach and the food is good. I love their kampung style fried rice. Had fried rice for most of the four days in Pulau Perhentian. Oh the restaraunt owners are all super friendly. Really feel like we are a part of their family. They invite us to their homes, ask their kids to come out play, tell us stories of pirates that sometimes come to Pulau Perhentian and they will loath whatever they can find in the island. So to protect themselves the villages just cooperate by giving those pirates some exotic stuff like "biawak"/"monitor lizards"and free beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QG0I9uDTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/7YvyKSj27H8/s1600/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473006939991313714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QG0I9uDTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/7YvyKSj27H8/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day first day of Hari Raya there on Pulau Perhentian, the villages invited us to their homes and we have so many meals that morning. I have first ever Terrengganu Laksa, its non asam. It so-so only. what I like most is their rendangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QGVNudJ_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/MI935eIKCYc/s1600/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473006408693524466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QGVNudJ_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/MI935eIKCYc/s400/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They let us sit right in the middle of their living room area while they celebrate Hari Raya. It was a beautiful experience for me. It reminds me that we should love one another regardless of what race we are. That experience was a little spiritual awakening for me.God has thought me how to love and be loved by malays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QFtL4uMxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_JOmeNtA3mY/s1600/7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473005721004946194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QFtL4uMxI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_JOmeNtA3mY/s400/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QE3PEBbrI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5R5fgg0l8U4/s1600/8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473004794144714418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QE3PEBbrI/AAAAAAAAAUc/5R5fgg0l8U4/s400/8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of one of the malay homes on the Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QEGPT-RtI/AAAAAAAAAUU/cUmBHtX5dZw/s1600/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473003952398026450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QEGPT-RtI/AAAAAAAAAUU/cUmBHtX5dZw/s400/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides eating lots during the first two days of hari raya, Din was really nice to sacrifice and take us snorkeling. the whole day. We snorkeled from like 10am to 3-4pm everyday.thats a lot of swiming when i think of it. We went to so many snorkelling spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din and his friends amaze us with their skill of catching fish with just a small piece of bread and their bare hands in the water. The fish is damn colorful wei. Its even more colorful when they show it to us under sunlight. At first we were already super amazed of their skill in catching fish with their bare hands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They later use those fish which caught (still alive) to lure the sea eels out of their hiding place in the water. It was super scary dude to see them face to face. They are huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QDe8GQF0I/AAAAAAAAAUM/_lAepwXOLwI/s1600/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473003277225301826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QDe8GQF0I/AAAAAAAAAUM/_lAepwXOLwI/s400/10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QCpS6J2uI/AAAAAAAAAUE/vIEvHzv2YG0/s1600/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473002355635641058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QCpS6J2uI/AAAAAAAAAUE/vIEvHzv2YG0/s400/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Pulau Redang for a short trip and tze wei found this vehicle to help carry her shopping bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QB6lgALzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/my4lItFDFQA/s1600/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473001553172377394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QB6lgALzI/AAAAAAAAAT8/my4lItFDFQA/s400/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din also took us to the turtle sanctuary. well can't say its a sanctuary cos what they have there is a pale of water and no facilities. But there are people there that make sure that the turle eggs are hatched well and release well in the sea before any birds eat them from the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QA-037bHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/QK-Pl6F0ZV8/s1600/13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473000526507109490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QA-037bHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/QK-Pl6F0ZV8/s400/13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P_TO8mzRI/AAAAAAAAATs/sA2Qzv70vqo/s1600/14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472998678080179474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P_TO8mzRI/AAAAAAAAATs/sA2Qzv70vqo/s400/14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P-CRZiPyI/AAAAAAAAATk/nSndBSbXHvQ/s1600/15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472997287168982818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P-CRZiPyI/AAAAAAAAATk/nSndBSbXHvQ/s400/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P9lBqPvlI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZqJ3PYpKKio/s1600/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472996784727899730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P9lBqPvlI/AAAAAAAAATc/ZqJ3PYpKKio/s400/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When night falls, there's fireworks everynight. Its the Hari Raya holidays what to expect. the completely pitch black sky at night makes the fireworks look much more visible than how we usually sea them back in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P8PRdczlI/AAAAAAAAATM/2b6jM4N9LLg/s1600/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472995311500447314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P8PRdczlI/AAAAAAAAATM/2b6jM4N9LLg/s400/18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P7pAohxII/AAAAAAAAATE/vTAWtbLEYsk/s1600/19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472994654148478082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P7pAohxII/AAAAAAAAATE/vTAWtbLEYsk/s400/19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of one of the restaraunt during night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P7UsItZsI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Y5ShbmKwnEU/s1600/20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472994305048929986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P7UsItZsI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Y5ShbmKwnEU/s400/20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P6wmlEWNI/AAAAAAAAAS0/O1ees97U-YI/s1600/21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472993685081970898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P6wmlEWNI/AAAAAAAAAS0/O1ees97U-YI/s400/21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really love this kind of holidays. The peace, the sand, the sound of the waves bashing the shores.Ahh... Pulau Perhentian. Lawyer in profession, beach boy at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P6VrRVrHI/AAAAAAAAASs/ke7RiFHfUNs/s1600/22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472993222484929650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_P6VrRVrHI/AAAAAAAAASs/ke7RiFHfUNs/s400/22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got an underwater camera.It was really worth it. I didnt get to practise it much though, no time or even place to so in back in Penang. As result of that we got many crappy pictures of the underwater. Some are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RpUA0MQhI/AAAAAAAAASk/Zeo3ApThNYA/s1600/23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464108040444461586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RpUA0MQhI/AAAAAAAAASk/Zeo3ApThNYA/s400/23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats a starfish I'm holding when doesn't open up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RpKhLg-pI/AAAAAAAAASc/3nxNEJivFcM/s1600/24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464107877333531282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RpKhLg-pI/AAAAAAAAASc/3nxNEJivFcM/s400/24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There star Fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RpB_kxvZI/AAAAAAAAASU/Mb80Glm0hNE/s1600/25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464107730873728402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RpB_kxvZI/AAAAAAAAASU/Mb80Glm0hNE/s400/25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many pictures taken under the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Ro2pBdg3I/AAAAAAAAASM/26PlyBwFJT8/s1600/26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464107535841461106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Ro2pBdg3I/AAAAAAAAASM/26PlyBwFJT8/s400/26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RorcoPHZI/AAAAAAAAASE/BpZbyLeBKjw/s1600/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464107343535873426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RorcoPHZI/AAAAAAAAASE/BpZbyLeBKjw/s400/27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far my most favourite picture, the sea turtle. Never before in my life I get to be upclose and personally with a live sea turtle in its natural habitat swiming with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Roh-_6BwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/SULa3guKCxM/s1600/28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464107180963268354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Roh-_6BwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/SULa3guKCxM/s400/28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RoYQe57LI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rX5NoKyBaZU/s1600/29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464107013857995954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RoYQe57LI/AAAAAAAAAR0/rX5NoKyBaZU/s400/29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea Urchins are scary stuff dude. There was time, I was swimming around when suddenly I saw so many sea urchins under me. Super scary man. i didnt dare stand at all and kept swimming.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RoHcaa3jI/AAAAAAAAARs/o0DUO-M-PMs/s1600/30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464106725002632754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RoHcaa3jI/AAAAAAAAARs/o0DUO-M-PMs/s400/30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rn80zHZpI/AAAAAAAAARk/8jkVqMzkXC0/s1600/31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464106542570104466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rn80zHZpI/AAAAAAAAARk/8jkVqMzkXC0/s400/31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nemos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rne3rk6VI/AAAAAAAAARU/k_zCgz4GlG4/s1600/32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464106027947714898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rne3rk6VI/AAAAAAAAARU/k_zCgz4GlG4/s400/32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met a lot of sharks under water. I wasted many shots trying my best to take a picture of them. But they swim just too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RnVRfLQSI/AAAAAAAAARM/wGoulH7ROZA/s1600/33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464105863076331810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RnVRfLQSI/AAAAAAAAARM/wGoulH7ROZA/s400/33.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The island is really beautiful, so peaceful and quiet. Did my devotion at the early morning there. It was surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rl7yqx_MI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWIgQrOis_U/s1600/35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464104325795151042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rl7yqx_MI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/JWIgQrOis_U/s400/35.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rkl9flfCI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mqmW7MfAeOw/s1600/36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464102851232234530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rkl9flfCI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/mqmW7MfAeOw/s400/36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RkMfeV1XI/AAAAAAAAAQs/WnSExYsazsM/s1600/37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464102413677221234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RkMfeV1XI/AAAAAAAAAQs/WnSExYsazsM/s400/37.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RjDy8p83I/AAAAAAAAAQk/FZ8ja9h1-T4/s1600/38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464101164774191986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RjDy8p83I/AAAAAAAAAQk/FZ8ja9h1-T4/s400/38.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RiSK50nLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/QFi-oifCY78/s1600/39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464100312211299506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RiSK50nLI/AAAAAAAAAQc/QFi-oifCY78/s400/39.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell, I'm getting lazy in writting, I shall leave the pictures to tell more of the experience. I shall blog about this beautiful holiday again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rh1Ix9L-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/pINyB1EO4Is/s1600/40.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464099813425229794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9Rh1Ix9L-I/AAAAAAAAAQU/pINyB1EO4Is/s400/40.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RhEbdPOZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/tI4UBG4MHrs/s1600/41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464098976625015186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RhEbdPOZI/AAAAAAAAAQM/tI4UBG4MHrs/s400/41.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RggpsBj2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/Nd4AAPtC7po/s1600/42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464098361969839970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RggpsBj2I/AAAAAAAAAQE/Nd4AAPtC7po/s400/42.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RgDqFi6QI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HB3BlpPs9ik/s1600/43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464097863860676866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RgDqFi6QI/AAAAAAAAAP8/HB3BlpPs9ik/s400/43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RfDNpUG-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/zw1xxnHdcyM/s1600/45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464096756714445794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S9RfDNpUG-I/AAAAAAAAAPs/zw1xxnHdcyM/s400/45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i reahc the port on my last day, I can't help but think of when will I go there again. What a wonderful holiday God has blessed me with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/15968276-7925276858171388106?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/7925276858171388106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=7925276858171388106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/7925276858171388106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/7925276858171388106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2010/04/pulau-perhentian-holiday-in-2009.html' title='Pulau Perhentian Holiday in 2009'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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/_1gSMuQSbQvw/S_QINEZtgrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/PfdDjrEylNE/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-1088527071393811393</id><published>2010-04-01T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T17:31:57.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord had laid on Him the iniquity of us all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Good Morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just thought of sharing this short wonderful story of a person's dream (whether fictional or not, I'm not sure) which I receive this morning's quiet time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all."  Isaiah  liii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell a dream which was given by night to one of my dearest friends.  He beheld a stupendous range of glorious sun-lit mountains, with their lower slopes enfolded in white mist.  "Lord," he cried, "I pray that I may dwell upon those heights!"  "Thou must first descend into the vale," a voice replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Into the vale he went.  And down there he found himself surrounded with all manner of fierce, ugly, loathsome things.  As he looked upon them he saw that they were the incarnations of his own sins!  There they were, sins long ago committed, showing their threatening teeth before him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he heard some One approaching, and instinctively he knew it was the Lord!  And he felt so ashamed that he drew a cloak over his face, and stood in silence.  And the Presence came nearer and nearer, until He, too, stood silent.  After a while my friend mastered sufficient courage to lift the corner of his cloak and look out upon the Presence: and lo! All the loathsome things were on Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord had laid on Him the iniquity of us all."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thank You Holy Spirit for reminding us the beauty of our Lord Jesus sacrifice this Easter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Let's remember this Easter, the sacrifice of our Lord Jesus who died for our sins. That  "The Lord had laid on Him the iniquity of us all."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-1088527071393811393?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/1088527071393811393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=1088527071393811393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/1088527071393811393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/1088527071393811393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2010/04/lord-had-laid-on-him-iniquity-of-us-all.html' title='The Lord had laid on Him the iniquity of us all.'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-467200802363874809</id><published>2010-01-30T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:38:48.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Christmas Message : Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A CHRISTMAS MESSAGE : DESTINY&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v.1 After Jesus was born in Bethelhem in Judea during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;v.2 and asked "Where is the one who has been born king of the Jews? We saw his star in the east and have come to worship him"&lt;br /&gt;v.3 When King Herod heard this he was disturbed, and all Jerusalem with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;v.4 When he had called together all the people's chief priests and teachers of the law, he asked them where the Christ was to be born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;v.5 "In Bethlehem in Judea, they replied "for this is what the prophet has written:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;v.6'But you, Bethelhem in the land of Judah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;are by no means least among the rulers of Judah;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;for out of you will come a ruler&lt;br /&gt;who will be the shepherd of my people Isreal' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;v. 7 Then Herod called the Magi secretly and found out from them the exact time the star had appeared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;v.8 He sent them to Bethelhem and said "Go and make a careful search for the child. As soon as you find him, report to me , so that I too may go and worship him"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;v.9 After they had heard the king, they went on their way, and the star they had seen in the east went ahead of them until it stopped over the place where the child was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;v.10 When they saw the star, they were overjoyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;v.11 On coming to the house, they saw the child with his mother Mary, and they bowed down and worship him. Then they opened their treasures and presented him with gifts of gold and of incense and of myrrh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;v.12 And having been warned in a dream not to go back to Herod, they returned to their country by another route.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luke 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ[&lt;a title="See footnote a" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=luke%202&amp;amp;version=NIV#fen-NIV-24977a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;] the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger."&lt;br /&gt;13Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;14"Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests."&lt;br /&gt;15When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, "Let's go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about."&lt;br /&gt;16So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. 17When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;18and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;19But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;20The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;24-12-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On a Thursday afternoon everyone was in front the christmas tree set up at the entrance of the office, exchanging presents to one another, some of the presents have been sitting under that tree for a month. Smiling faces and memorable response we all experience individually everytime when someone opens a present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its a tradition for us to gather around the christmas tree at the office entrance exchanging gifts in regardless of what race or where we come from. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will always remember moments like this in the office every year and thank God for showing so much love within the four corners of the office walls. A christmas message was shared on that day, with the one theme I shall remember :Destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been reading the story of the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ even on days when it is not christmas season. The facts of the story mention in the two gospels Luke and Matthew is always clear in my mind. But every sharing and/or reading is always fresh/new just like fresh bread baked from the oven. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Based on the two chapters above I have read, apart of noticing that didnt Luke mention of the magi(s) looking for Jesus and Matthew didn't mention about the shepherds looking for Jesus. We notice that there are two groups of people that went to find baby Jesus. The shepherds and the Magi(s) (aka the wiseman). &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Magi(s) from the east were looking for Jesus, heck they even came all the way from the east, geographically I did not do the research to know how far or how long it will take them to arrive Bethlehem but I do know for sure that it is a long time and to come at such a timing requires much studying from the Magi(s) through the written books of the prophets to ensure that they are there at the right time. They probably have know about this birth a long time in their days in school as a scholar as it is written by the prophets long before the birth of Jesus. This Magi(s) must have been real excited because they believe that it is their generation that they will get to see the Messiah, as what the prophets have all talked about. I think generations and generations of Magi have always been on a look out for that 'Star' and/or 'Sign' to know where the Messiah would be born. This Magi(s) want to ensure that they will see the Messiah. They want to make sure that they got all the signs right or even looked for any sign so that they may meet the Messiah. God has destined for them to meet the baby Jesus. It was their destiny! and they worked hard and searched all around looking for that 'star'. The Star was so visible that it could be seen by the Magi(s) in the east! What a wonderful 'sign' God have given them to reach their destination. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The other group of people mention in the book of Luke, where the shepherds. I'm not too sure of the social status of shepherds during those days but I do know that they aren't really great people, probably people who aren't looked highly by the society. This shepherds weren't educated well and I'm quite sure they weren't scholars of the word. Just humble individuals just carrying out their duty that is shepherding the sheeps. But behold, an angel appeared before them! Telling them the Good news of the birth of Jesus and where they could find him. The shepherds, weren't people who were looking for any 'signs' or stars like the Magi(s) did earlier, I was of the opinion also maybe they probably did not know that they would be able to see the Jesus in the manger in their lifetime. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Both of these two groups of people found Jesus in Bethlehem just as the two gospels said. Both groups of people reach their destination, or shall I say fullfilled their destiny of seeing Jesus in Bethelhem. The Magi(s) spent their whole life to finally reached their destiny where else the shepherds had destiny coming to them and they followed. Two different groups of people, the very persistent scholars and the humble shepherds. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us have destiny to fullfill in life. Our life is carefully planned by the Almighty so that we may fullfill that destiny we have on earth/ on this world. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of us think that we don't have a destiny nor are we even looking for a destiny, maybe we just want to carry on with life with no destiny in thought. Some of us have a destiny and have been trying hard over and over again trying to reach it but have brought just so much dissapointment(s). &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This two gospel that spoke of the birth of Jesus Christ have tremendously bless me and gave me so much hope in my soul. It reminds me that I HAVE A DESTINY! whether if I'm looking for it or whether I have been trying so hard in vain to reach that destiny. If I'm persistent I will find it (just like the Magi(s) and even the times when I didn't even think about it, God shall show it to me (just like the shepherds). So often I hear people saying that you have to 'work' for your destiny but after reading this gospel, i realised that sometimes destiny does not come by our works, it comes as it is destined for you through God's mercy and purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank You God for your word, for your beautiful Word that speaks so direct to my heart always. Thank You Jesus for coming to this world and showing me my Destiny. May my life's destiny be fullfilled according to your will. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray that you (the reader) may reached your destiny. God loves you and has a plan for you in regardless if you are a "shepherd or a magi".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-467200802363874809?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/467200802363874809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=467200802363874809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/467200802363874809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/467200802363874809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-message-destiny.html' title='A Christmas Message : Destiny'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-6255392901594166830</id><published>2009-07-06T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T08:53:28.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petitions</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The Family of Elkanah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Family of Elkanah 1 Now there was a certain man of Ramathaim Zophim, of the mountains of Ephraim, and his name was Elkanah the son of Jeroham, the son of Elihu,[&lt;a title="See footnote a" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20samuel%201;&amp;amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-7214a"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;] the son of Tohu,[&lt;a title="See footnote b" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20samuel%201;&amp;amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-7214b"&gt;b&lt;/a&gt;] the son of Zuph, an Ephraimite. 2 And he had two wives: the name of one was Hannah, and the name of the other Peninnah. Peninnah had children, but Hannah had no children. 3 This man went up from his city yearly to worship and sacrifice to the LORD of hosts in Shiloh. Also the two sons of Eli, Hophni and Phinehas, the priests of the LORD, were there. 4 And whenever the time came for Elkanah to make an offering, he would give portions to Peninnah his wife and to all her sons and daughters. 5 But to Hannah he would give a double portion, for he loved Hannah, although the LORD had closed her womb. 6 And her rival also provoked her severely, to make her miserable, because the LORD had closed her womb. 7 So it was, year by year, when she went up to the house of the LORD, that she provoked her; therefore she wept and did not eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah’s Vow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Then Elkanah her husband said to her, “Hannah, why do you weep? Why do you not eat? And why is your heart grieved? Am I not better to you than ten sons?” 9 So Hannah arose after they had finished eating and drinking in Shiloh. Now Eli the priest was sitting on the seat by the doorpost of the tabernacle[&lt;a title="See footnote c" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20samuel%201;&amp;amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-7222c"&gt;c&lt;/a&gt;] of the LORD. 10 And she was in bitterness of soul, and prayed to the LORD and wept in anguish. 11 Then &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;she made a vow and said, “O LORD of hosts, if You will indeed look on the affliction of Your maidservant and remember me, and not forget Your maidservant, but will give Your maidservant a male child, then I will give him to the LORD all the days of his life, and no razor shall come upon his head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.” 12 And it happened, as she continued praying before the LORD, that Eli watched her mouth. 13 Now Hannah spoke in her heart; only her lips moved, but her voice was not heard. Therefore Eli thought she was drunk. 14 So Eli said to her, “How long will you be drunk? Put your wine away from you!” 15 But Hannah answered and said, “No, my lord, I am a woman of sorrowful spirit. I have drunk neither wine nor intoxicating drink, but have poured out my soul before the LORD. 16 Do not consider your maidservant a wicked woman,[&lt;a title="See footnote d" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20samuel%201;&amp;amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-7229d"&gt;d&lt;/a&gt;] for out of the abundance of my complaint and grief I have spoken until now.” 17 Then Eli answered and said, “Go in peace, and the God of Israel grant your &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;petition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which you have asked of Him.” 18 And she said, “Let your maidservant find favor in your sight.” So the woman went her way and ate, and her face was no longer sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel Is Born and Dedicated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 Then they rose early in the morning and worshiped before the LORD, and returned and came to their house at Ramah. And Elkanah knew Hannah his wife, and the LORD remembered her. 20 So it came to pass in the process of time that Hannah conceived and bore a son, and called his name Samuel,[&lt;a title="See footnote e" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20samuel%201;&amp;amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-7233e"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt;]saying, “Because I have asked for him from the LORD.” 21 Now the man Elkanah and all his house went up to offer to the LORD the yearly sacrifice and his vow. 22 But Hannah did not go up, for she said to her husband, “Not until the child is weaned; then I will take him, that he may appear before the LORD and remain there forever.” 23 So Elkanah her husband said to her, “Do what seems best to you; wait until you have weaned him. Only let the LORD establish His[&lt;a title="See footnote f" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20samuel%201;&amp;amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-7236f"&gt;f&lt;/a&gt;] word.” Then the woman stayed and nursed her son until she had weaned him. 24 Now when she had weaned him, she took him up with her, with three bulls,[&lt;a title="See footnote g" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20samuel%201;&amp;amp;version=50;#fen-NKJV-7237g"&gt;g&lt;/a&gt;] one ephah of flour, and a skin of wine, and brought him to the house of the LORD in Shiloh. And the child was young. 25 Then they slaughtered a bull, and brought the child to Eli. 26 And she said, “O my lord! As your soul lives, my lord, I am the woman who stood by you here, praying to the LORD. 27 For this child I prayed, and the LORD has granted me my &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;petition&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which I asked of Him. 28 Therefore I also have lent him to the LORD; as long as he lives he shall be lent to the LORD.” So they worshiped the LORD there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This chapter is taken from the New King James Version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I was doing my quiet time, I just had a very interesting task that I have to do in my office today. An assignment to do with legal adoption. All legal process begins by a form of originating proceedings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Out of the four originating proceedings, a petition is one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;In our legal system a petition is only use where a written law allows it. It is very restrictive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Thank God before our Lord, the same rule does not apply in our personal petitions to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If we were to refer to the scripture reading we have gone through, the term petition has been refered twice and the word vow mentioned only once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;SO then what is a Petition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;With reference to 1 John 5:15, the Bible tells that " And if we know that He hears us,whatever we ask, we know that we have a petition that we have asked of Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The best from my Bible studying I could come up with is that a Petition is a desire that we asked of Him from our Hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hannah, as we have read, could not have a child. Having a child was what she desire most. In fact, it states clearly from the scriptures&lt;/span&gt; "10 And she was in bitterness of soul, and prayed to the LORD and wept in anguish." &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It is something that she has been doing yearly. Her personal desire from God is always the same that&lt;/span&gt; "O LORD of hosts, if You will indeed look on the affliction of Your maidservant and remember me, and not forget Your maidservant, but will give Your maidservant a male child"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Over the past two weeks I have make a personal petition with God. It happen during worship in CG. GOd spoke so straight into my Heart. Over the past 2 years I have been very active in my career but in my ministry for God it has been really inactive. Its shameful to say, but I have to admit I no moreless than a person who just merely goes to Church and does nothing about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I thank God for the Cg that I'm in, my Brothers and Sisters has helped me re-discover that passion I have for Christ in His Ministry.I have learned to care what closest to God's Heart. People. Investing time into people's lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Therefore, even as I read this chapter, I'm reminded of my petition. My desire to serve Him with all My Heart and with everything that I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Im sure one day when God grant this petition that which I asked of Him, I would come to a place where I have to make a decision to lent it back to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;O God please grant me my petition that which I asked of You.Even as Im learning to re-discover that gift which you have given me in serving you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-6255392901594166830?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/6255392901594166830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=6255392901594166830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/6255392901594166830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/6255392901594166830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2009/07/petitions.html' title='Petitions'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-4912002789711850540</id><published>2008-08-09T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:00:06.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank Lord for taking me to greater heights in my profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if my limbs are crippled I shall never let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-4912002789711850540?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/4912002789711850540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=4912002789711850540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/4912002789711850540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/4912002789711850540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-lord-for-taking-me-to-greater.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-1744363149113316094</id><published>2008-07-10T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T16:43:19.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A devotional morning prayer</title><content type='html'>11th July 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grant, O Lord my God, that I may never fall away in success or in failure, that I may not be prideful in prosperity nor dejected in adversity. Let me rejoice only in what unites us and sorrow only in what seperates us. May I strive to please no one or fear to displease anyone except Yourself. May I seek always the things that are eternal and never those that are only temporal. May shun any joy that is without You and never seek any that is beside You. O Lord, may I delight in any work I do for You and tire of any rest that is apart from You. My God, let me direct my heart towards You, and in my failings, always repent with a purpose of amendment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-St. Thomas Aquinas-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, all because we do not carry everything to God in prayer"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Joseph Scriven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Great peace have they which love thy law: and nothing shall offend them"&lt;br /&gt;-Psalm 199:165 KJV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord please guard my Heart, May I seek nothing else but the Purpose of thy Will in my Life. Amen&lt;br /&gt;-Ben-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-1744363149113316094?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/1744363149113316094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=1744363149113316094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/1744363149113316094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/1744363149113316094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2008/07/devotional-morning-prayer.html' title='A devotional morning prayer'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-6530922620016416879</id><published>2008-05-19T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T06:39:48.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Portion</title><content type='html'>Im already in the 8th month of my chambering period. I have gained and learnt much in the place im working. Im loving my work. I look forward to the portfolios and tasks that are ahead before me. I can say with much joy, I enjoy this work so much cos it really makes my experience and faith in the One I love so real. Countless of times, I have stepped into that water of the red sea and see the red sea part before me, How simple faith we need to have on our God and he will part the sea ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, even as im in my final months of my chambering term, I, at times cant help but look at my senior LAs and see the vasts difference in experience and knowledge between myself and them. Though there are at times, when I look at my work and opinions are almost as relative as theirs... but in terms of the responsibilities and legal opinion , the diference between us is clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to compare myself with them, Whenever they are handed with sucha complicated case where there seems no defence or remedy at all, they/or even one of them would be able to figure it all out. Thats when, at those times, I asked of the Lord, Lord please give me a bigger cup so that i can have bigger portion. My portion from here would mean: the experience , the skill, the sharpness, and responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that Im coping very easy with my current portion of work, but I desire to "catch-up" to reach a level someday above my LAs. Im frustrated, cos i desire to grow quick. Real quick. I want to handle bigger profile cases. One which one will be remembered. At current stage of my 8th month chambering, Im handling the: 1.Islamic Banking portfolio which is of over 100s of files, not taking into account the number of legal action taken in each file. 2. The whole of private auction in instructions by the RCR, RBR, GSR, BBA department. 3. The huge monitoring of the conveyacing Harmony View Project. 4. The new Portfolio that has been given birth this month, RCC(GoodBank) department. Its a lot of work and responsibility, but yet i feel dissatisfied and desire more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite I did my devotion( which I rarely get the chance to do so, as I usually spend my mornings for quiet time, and evenings I would go to bed early). I was reading one of my favourite psalm, Pslams16. This Pslams has always been a favourite of mine, cos I have encounter many personal prophecies and confirmation from this chapter itself. Also, It is a Psalms which i relate most to myself personally, this is due to because of the many number of times the word" right hand" is mentioned in this chapter. Benjamin means Son of My Right Hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verse in psalms 16:5&lt;br /&gt;" Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup;&lt;br /&gt;     you have made my lot secure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of no greater simplier for all life. Whatever happens is assigned. Does the intellect balk at that? Can we say that there are things which happen to us which do not belong to our loving assigned "portion"? Are some things, then, out of the control of the Almighty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every assignment is measured and controlled for my external good. As i accept the given portion other portions are cancelled.Decisions become easier, directions become clearer, and hence my heart becomes inexpressibly quieter. Take note, a quiet heart is content with what God gives. It is enough.All is grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My assignment entails my willing acceptance of my portion - in matters far beyond comparison with the trivialities such as; my desire to handle higher profiel cases, for  a larger portfolio ( the big apple), for a opportunity to create great PR with the top in the business and properties. We can only know that Eternal Love is wiser than we, and we bow in adoration of that loving wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading thru this whole chapter of pslams. I reflect on my own and realized that it is Response that matters. I was not willing to accept that portion which God has planned for me now. I was pushing for a bigger portion or to say with shame, a "selective" portion. Like as though what God has assigned to me shud be serve to me like Im going on a buffet, being selective of what portion i shud get. With such mentality( which Im ashamed as I think of it) , of getting the Big apple when Im in my 8th month in chambers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end when I reflect upon all that has been consumed in this reading; The choice is ours. It depends on our willingness to see everything in God, receive all from His hand, accept with gratitude just the portion and the cup He offers. Shall I charge Him with a mistake in His measurements or with misjudging the sphere in which I can best learn to trust Him?Is He ignorant of things or people which, in my view, hinder my doing His will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God came down and lived in this world as a man. He showed us how to live in this world, subject to vicissitudes and necessities, that we might be changed- not to an angel or a legendary adored apostle, but changed into 'His likeness'. The secret is Christ in me, not me in a different set of circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learnt to be humbled by His word and really accept that portion which God has given to me for it is His will doing for my eternal good. The portion will increase as I cont. on to " forget what is behind and strain towards what is ahead, pressing on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus". How dangerous was I to have in this ideology that "it is not enough, I must have a different portion". Having a portion thats bigger/or smaller without God's measurement will not benefit any for His Eternal glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, Thank you for your word that is ever so real, may I continue each day O Lord to accept every amount of portion you have given to me and use it for your glory. And may I grow to be more like your likeness as Christ have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave here with this poem written by Lina Sandell;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He whose heart is kind beyong all measure&lt;br /&gt;   Give unto each day what He deems best,&lt;br /&gt;  Lovingly its part of pain and pleasure,&lt;br /&gt;    Mingling toil with peace and rest."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part adapted from Elisabeth Elliot's devotion material: Keep a Quiet Heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-6530922620016416879?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/6530922620016416879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=6530922620016416879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/6530922620016416879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/6530922620016416879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-portion.html' title='My Portion'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-8554993914084588504</id><published>2008-02-25T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T06:35:51.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The narrow road ahead.</title><content type='html'>Its been a while i havent blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past two years since coming back to Malaysia from Leeds has been a major change for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even this night as I lay back and look whats ahead of my life. I couldnt help but ask myself the same question i ask Him 5years ago. &lt;em&gt;"Law. Is this your Will for me, Lord?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days of chambering will be over in 3months time. I wonder even if I should post my trials in this public web. I guess this blog will help me reflect of what God has called me to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I'm scared of my career and my profession. Let me not dissapoint you. May everything I do brings a smile to your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-8554993914084588504?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/8554993914084588504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=8554993914084588504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/8554993914084588504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/8554993914084588504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2008/02/narrow-road-ahead.html' title='The narrow road ahead.'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-5297768941116872785</id><published>2007-06-11T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T21:58:28.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25th July 2006 RoundHay Foxhound</title><content type='html'>25th July 2006,&lt;br /&gt;So much has been going on this week. Many of the asians are leaving back to their hometowns. Malaysians are slowly one by one leaving. Kerting, Sia hui and aimee would be leaving this week!.How fast time flies. We all remember the day when we first arrive england. How excited we were then. Now its the time for us to move on and go back to Malaysia and continue with our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimee is leaving this weekend. Vincent gave a call to aimee and invited her for a dinner treat at Roundhay's Foxhound. He also invited us (me, roy,siawwan) along for this special farewell dinner he is giving for aimee. Personally Roundhay has always been one of my most favourite places in leeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a little info of what i experience in Roundhay throughout my stay in Leeds. Its a huge park owned by some millionaire a long time ago. Heck! his home is in the middle of the park. Its really beautiful. A lot of the yorkshires people go there for walks, chilling, basically enjoying everything nature has to offer. There's 3 huge lakes there too. I bring my friends to roundhay whenever they have nothing to do, or came over for a visit. Somehow, come to think of it, i didnt spend much time with any of the locals at roundhay park. We usually hangout at the hills behind our Lupton Residence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a restaraunt just right at the entrance of Roundhay Park. Its called Foxhound. They serve great English food. Yes, for once i say english food can be nice. Well i guess its because of the atmosphere in there. The furniture...oh man. CLASSIC!. oh oh oh. and i love thier 10 flavours of mustard which they serve generously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on this day 25th July 2006. Vincent pick all of us up from our lupton residence. When we arrive, we walked around roundhay park for a while...cos its in the evening. and you know how quick it gets dark in england. We took lotsa pictures on that day. We sengfaja wore bright colors.You will see them later =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner, i had swordfish meat.The meat is so so. But i soooo love the mustards. mustards on fish, sounds weird hor... but its superb for me. I'm a mega mustard lover! Oh Aimee had to make her order for a second time because apparently the lamb is out. The waitress was really nice when she got back to us after the second order, to tell us that she manage to pursued the manager of Foxhound to give free desserts for us, as complimentary for our patience.What patience??!!? patience to tolerate the simple need to re-order. What great service they serve here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had profiterols and some really rich choco cake.The night ended with photo taking sessions. Vincent took us back when its really late. Oh he and lizzie got a gift for her too. A little bookmark which says that "God is the strenght that keeps me on".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful evening it was. A memorable one for aimee and the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you vincent and lizzie for being a blessing to us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RvXtBl0B2WI/AAAAAAAAAJI/z8E6Uo9ydsg/s1600-h/P1010146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113253563535055202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RvXtBl0B2WI/AAAAAAAAAJI/z8E6Uo9ydsg/s400/P1010146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          &lt;em&gt;Desserts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RvXssl0B2VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/P16BwvANRIM/s1600-h/IMG_8028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113253202757802322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RvXssl0B2VI/AAAAAAAAAJA/P16BwvANRIM/s400/IMG_8028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Swordfish! without the mustard yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RvXsR10B2UI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LRaCDHksFdY/s1600-h/P1010141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113252743196301634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RvXsR10B2UI/AAAAAAAAAI4/LRaCDHksFdY/s400/P1010141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          One of the many fountains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RoW-coHuzTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/29SFnj1kFtM/s1600-h/P1010128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081677153572932914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RoW-coHuzTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/29SFnj1kFtM/s400/P1010128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Random picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RoW9oIHuzSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kEjIOobqdkI/s1600-h/IMG_8000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081676251629800738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RoW9oIHuzSI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kEjIOobqdkI/s400/IMG_8000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Yellow,REd, Pink, Purple, Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RoW8ZIHuzRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vo7YtnoJHMU/s1600-h/P1010137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081674894420135186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RoW8ZIHuzRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vo7YtnoJHMU/s400/P1010137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Look at the fountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rn8LYLogLFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cuJurscHU3g/s1600-h/P1010138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079791414764645458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rn8LYLogLFI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cuJurscHU3g/s400/P1010138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RnwJkLogLDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1Al8d6aG6SU/s1600-h/P1010144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078944996969688114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RnwJkLogLDI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1Al8d6aG6SU/s400/P1010144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rm34NLogK9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/afERkx3WTQc/s1600-h/IMG_8025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074985260461075410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rm34NLogK9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/afERkx3WTQc/s400/IMG_8025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Roys pizza. Which he dislike.lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rm31L7ogK5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Ozfz_RTYFV0/s1600-h/IMG_8033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074981940451355538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rm31L7ogK5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/Ozfz_RTYFV0/s400/IMG_8033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rm3uR7ogK4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/wMcgXMVWCR8/s1600-h/IMG_8032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074974346949176194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rm3uR7ogK4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/wMcgXMVWCR8/s400/IMG_8032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           A night to remember for princess Aimee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-5297768941116872785?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/5297768941116872785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=5297768941116872785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/5297768941116872785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/5297768941116872785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2007/06/25th-july-2006-roundhay-foxhound.html' title='25th July 2006 RoundHay Foxhound'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RvXtBl0B2WI/AAAAAAAAAJI/z8E6Uo9ydsg/s72-c/P1010146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-8371063286969711059</id><published>2007-05-30T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:14:30.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>28th May 2006 Massoc Bbq</title><content type='html'>Sunlight as bright as 11am at 6am, Squirrels out from their long built winter nest, Frisbee flying across ur window, hearing Linda singing to Aerosmith, ... BBQs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things which i do the most during summer and spring time in Leeds, is going for lotsa bbq outings. Its like a weekly thingyee. Eating out bbq is sooo way different with  Malaysia where u have to circum. to the heat. Its 24/7 Genting/or cooler weather during Summer and Spring. Well except for one time it was so mega hot in Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for most of us Malaysians, BBQs are like mamak sessions for us minus the rotis and sirup ais limaus. I really enjoy al;l of the bbqs i attend and organised. We have bbqs just about every where and every place, the parks Lupton Residences, Leeds Hyde Park, Knightsbridge..etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also it is during bbq times, we got to know new friends. Friends of ours will invite friends of theirs. And i guess it is then u relaised how many Malaysians are there in Leeds. I only had 3 bbqs with the locals during my stay at Leeds. One thing i learned from them, is learning how to play frisbee. Correction... you dont need to learn how to play a frisbee... just throw it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought frisbees are for dogs which are bigger than Cookie. Didnt know there's so much fun playing with it. Seeing the different ways people throw a frisbee. And the hillarious falls people make when they try to catch a frisbee.  I got a frisbee of my own too. Got it from Red-5 Store. Coolest stall ever. My frisbee make sounds and its stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt the art of preparing a bbq all by yourself. Starting a fire, maintaining the fire, wats the best marinate, wats the best to bring. I just love bbqs then, coming back to Malaysia was difficult because i know the bbqs outings are so little and most wont rather go out/do something else. Cant blame them, cos of the sweaty and sticky effect we get after every bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Leeds, Its so fun to shop for bbq. Go with your friends. dont do it alone. Shopping for groceries is always fun with someone around. At leeds i guess the most common shopping place all of yorkshire go is Morrisons. " More reasons to shop at Morrisons" is their slogan. lolx. Yea, you will end buying lotsa sausages, hams, chicken wings, bbq sauces, corn, and MARSHMELLOWS. Marshmellows is a must! i repeat a must for us.Heating up ur marshmellows by the bbq will give it a crunchy effect on the outside and a nice sweet taste after the crispy cover. Marinate chicken with good bbq sauce. Heinze is the best. A good bbq sauce makes the different. And Honey too. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bbqs have become so much part of our weekly routine that even the girls are quite pro at it too. Talking abt bbqs i heard that in aussie, the people bbq at the beach. Sorta reminds me of batu ferringhi bbqs with a level monkeys. During bbqs, you will see who are the gentleman who are the curi makan the most. lolx. Lotsa things you can observe and have fun with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max one time bought a rocket like frisbee which makes rocket sounds whenever it flies thru the air. Miss that toy man. And oh music! Music is damn damn syiok in a bbq. Gives the groovee baby.  Pete brought a boomberang in one of the bbqs and it broke one of the windows of lupton residence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when i look thru at my old blog, i notice the number of times i mention the word bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucha norm for us back in England. Bbqs brings people together , brings smiles, and truly makes your time in Leeds memorable, well at least it has for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bewow are some bbq pictures, its a Massoc bbq session... 28th May 2006. God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rl2XV7TQq_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/V9rZqiNq_0A/s1600-h/IMG_4326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070375158440569842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rl2XV7TQq_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/V9rZqiNq_0A/s400/IMG_4326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rl2WLrTQq-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/JsF3VhJs_7g/s1600-h/IMG_4294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070373882835282914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rl2WLrTQq-I/AAAAAAAAAGY/JsF3VhJs_7g/s400/IMG_4294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rl2Tm7TQq9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/R91qp-wRJuA/s1600-h/IMG_4316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070371052451834834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rl2Tm7TQq9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/R91qp-wRJuA/s400/IMG_4316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Me kena buli again. =P&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/15968276-8371063286969711059?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/8371063286969711059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=8371063286969711059' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/8371063286969711059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/8371063286969711059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2007/05/28th-may-2006-massoc-bbq.html' title='28th May 2006 Massoc Bbq'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rl2XV7TQq_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/V9rZqiNq_0A/s72-c/IMG_4326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-7401573210200355975</id><published>2007-05-21T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:18:00.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakfast at Leeds.</title><content type='html'>Breakfast is said to be the most important meal of the day. In Malaysia, we have tons of choices for breakfast, the classic warm nasi lemak warp in banana leaf, some good roti canai, economy bihunmee. If you are Penang, breakfast is almost like the most exciting meal of the day. Most coffeeshops are open in the morning. Curry Mee, Hokkien Mee, Loh Mee, White Coffee with Kaya Bread, Dim Sum, Kuihs, Ban Chang Kuih, and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from wikipedia about breakfast.Here's what they say in the first paragraph:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breakfast is the first meal of the day, preceding lunch or dinner and is typically eaten in the morning. The English word derives from the idea of breaking the involuntary fast of sleep, thus signifying the first meal eaten after awakening. It conveys the exact literal meaning of the Vulgar Latin word disjejunare, which evolved via the Old French disner (Modern French: dîner) to become the English word dinner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Breakfast#_note-etyonline"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[1]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today,hampered by busy morning schedules, many neglect breakfast or skip it entirely. This trend now exist in industrialized nations worldwide, where it is accompnied freduent by replacing local breakfast traditions with modern Western-style foods, often packaged or pre-made.Nevertheless, many nutritionists consider breakfast a very important meal, since it provides vital nourishment and energy for starting the day. Studies have indicated that children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and adol escents whos usually have breakfast generally consumed more daily calories than those who skip this meal and,yet, are less likely to be overweight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in Leeds, breakfast is something i didnt enjoy during my first few months, actually it gives me the oh so homesick of Penang food. Don't you wake up in mornings feeling like " I want to have nasi lemak", " I want hokkien Mee with tons of hue chang". To make it worse, as i work in Burgerking,  half of my breakfast of the week are whoopers, or veggie burger.Its not nice kay, try eating whoopers fore breakfast for just a week, and u will feel disgusted d. Max, who lives at Charles Morris Hall will only take their quick energy bars for breakfast, though they have a full breakfast provided, like hams,sausages, french toast,etc. To the typical Malaysian taste, you will grow sien of it. I'm not sure if today Max has figured out a new way of making his breakfast enjoye-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much my breakfast routine daily. Until somewhere near Spring/ end of Winter, Siawwan taught me the coolest breakfast.  Strawberries!&lt;br /&gt;Here's how we do it, you will need:&lt;br /&gt;1) Double Cream (any kind, the branded ones are great, but being economical of me, i get Somerfields' Double Cream) - price: 4pounds something&lt;br /&gt;2) Strawberries - In Leeds Central market they sell 3containers of strawberries for 1pound. There are about 15-20starberries per container. - price: 1pound&lt;br /&gt;3) Choclate Sprinkles/Colored Sprinkles -price: 2pound something&lt;br /&gt;4) Sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you got all of the ingredients, just mix all of them together to your liking.Of course when i said mix, i dont mean smashing, the strawberries with the double creams and spinkles(eww Dude! that wuld be nasty) . Oh add some sugar, so that the strawberries would be sweeter though the sprinkles would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since of discovering this cool breakfast, i have been having them as an alternative from the burgers,Its awesome, gives u a sugar high in the morning.I wonder how much will it cost me to make a meal like this in Malaysia. What's the price of Strawberries in Malaysia?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RlJJ27TQq8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/wIaSnpwPg1o/s1600-h/IMG_8089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067193738725469122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RlJJ27TQq8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/wIaSnpwPg1o/s400/IMG_8089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RlJJm7TQq7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/C_G5LU1NZ6E/s1600-h/IMG_8090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067193463847562162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RlJJm7TQq7I/AAAAAAAAAGA/C_G5LU1NZ6E/s400/IMG_8090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      Everytime i display this pciture in MSN, people would presmued that it is sweedish meatballs or to some, they cant picture what it is, but it sure looks delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RlHAc7TQq6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/IUBn0-rZFEU/s1600-h/IMG_8091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067042658955864994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RlHAc7TQq6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/IUBn0-rZFEU/s400/IMG_8091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stawberries+Somerfields' Double Cream+Colored Sprinkles+Some sugar= My champion breakfast in Leeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now lets blog about lunch... =P&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/15968276-7401573210200355975?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/7401573210200355975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=7401573210200355975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/7401573210200355975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/7401573210200355975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2007/05/breakfast-at-leeds.html' title='Breakfast at Leeds.'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RlJJ27TQq8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/wIaSnpwPg1o/s72-c/IMG_8089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-117150240945466821</id><published>2007-02-14T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T06:23:17.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7th July 2006. Scarsborough Summer Day Trip</title><content type='html'>The day is sunny. We woke up early at 8am to catch the train to Scarsborough. Just left the five of us from Malaysia, Aimee, Kerting, siou hui ,etc all have flew back to Malaysia already. Its exactly i week before i fly back to beautiful Malaysia. Yes! I spent my final holiday destination in England at Scarsborough. Took so many pictures. One of the best holidays in my life. Great Friends and a great Beachtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well just to provide some info about Scarsborough. It is a beach town about approx 3-4hours train ride from Leeds. I got to know about this place cause LCCC had their Christmas retreat here before...i drooled looking at the pictures taken by Val and William &amp; Chrissie spend most of their Summer here for their course and holidays. So i decided to check out this place for myself. Being a beach bumb and im all ready fot this fun holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altogether there are five of us: Me, Roy, Valerie, Siawwan and May Woei. This friends are my best friends in leeds.So much memories with them throughout the year in Leeds. Oh Well, i shall leave the pictures to tell you the story of hows my one day holiday in Scarsborough went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg98cFXv0sI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-spGHLVQcuM/s1600-h/P1010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048390529225577154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg98cFXv0sI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-spGHLVQcuM/s400/P1010005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is picture of the four of us before we get into the Scarsborough wet market that will lead us to a town and lastly the beach.Its a very bright sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg961FXv0rI/AAAAAAAAAFo/cZc-18FvKXA/s1600-h/IMG_8124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048388759699051186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg961FXv0rI/AAAAAAAAAFo/cZc-18FvKXA/s400/IMG_8124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 90% of the whole town is like this. Steps declining downwards towards the beach. The house are construted in that way too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg952FXv0qI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EQQTupTWp2k/s1600-h/IMG_8128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048387677367292578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg952FXv0qI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EQQTupTWp2k/s400/IMG_8128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dunno what is siawwan doing that. But she sure is having a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg943VXv0pI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sB-YaUMHcuY/s1600-h/P1010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048386599330501266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg943VXv0pI/AAAAAAAAAFY/sB-YaUMHcuY/s400/P1010011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Downtown in scarsborough. The streets is really happening sorta reminds of gurney drive in Penang just that the streets are way cleaner and honestly i cant spot a single asian throughout the trip here. We were like the only asians around this beach front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg9321Xv0oI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Nre-Sz74A2E/s1600-h/100_3439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048385491228938882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg9321Xv0oI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Nre-Sz74A2E/s400/100_3439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willy's Fish and Chips stall. Its famous. I guess every town has its own famous fish and chips stall. Leeds have their own. and now we are at Scarsborough to have a taste of their fish and chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rgimo1cXJGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-QopkBwI2TA/s1600-h/100_3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046466602939655266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rgimo1cXJGI/AAAAAAAAAFE/-QopkBwI2TA/s400/100_3441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Roy posing with the fish and chips. Fish and chips are served like this everywhere. FAT FAT Chips. Home made i say. But its damn Ex. This portion which Roy is eating cost us 5quids. and we have to pay extra for any tartar sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RgimPFcXJFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0ZTQ1S8eFyA/s1600-h/P1010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046466160558023762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RgimPFcXJFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/0ZTQ1S8eFyA/s400/P1010013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While walking down the beachfront. We found this. Dunno how true is it. Worlds largestchocolate fountain. Hai meh. I always expected the worlds largest to be bigger. =). But still, we can smeel the chocolate from a distance and gthe hat of the chocolate can be felt when u get closer to the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RgilulcXJEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZDkZPPEck1k/s1600-h/100_3553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046465602212275266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RgilulcXJEI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZDkZPPEck1k/s400/100_3553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's tons of shops that sell seafood like this. one thing i notice about the english is that they eat their seafood without any shells on them. Here May Woei bought a small box of crap meat. The crap filamen sticks. But real crab meat. With tartar sauce in it. Its yummylicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rghgg1cXJDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vQLcHdc_Z1k/s1600-h/P1010025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046389499686757426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rghgg1cXJDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vQLcHdc_Z1k/s400/P1010025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just another random picture down the beach front. Look how hangat it is. And it looks so safe. My ideal picture of how Gurney Drive Penang should be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rghf8lcXJCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/52d-19EwUqI/s1600-h/IMG_8133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046388876916499490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rghf8lcXJCI/AAAAAAAAAEk/52d-19EwUqI/s400/IMG_8133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another random picture. See the hills behind. That's Scarsborough Castle.Really nive view from the top there. I could imagine how kings and princes live by the sea and their castle all the way up a hill overlooking the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RgheF1cXJBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1DJ9HZ3F0Fw/s1600-h/P1010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046386836807033874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RgheF1cXJBI/AAAAAAAAAEc/1DJ9HZ3F0Fw/s400/P1010031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why are you laughing Roy? And Siawwan wats with that look? What did you see? The next picture is one of the bestest things that has happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RghduVcXJAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aMpEn82BXkM/s1600-h/P1010029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046386433080108034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RghduVcXJAI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aMpEn82BXkM/s400/P1010029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ta-dah. Scarsborough Jumbo Cone Ice Cream. Altogether they have 7scopes in it. Huge Scopes. And the ice cream is thick yummy.Cost me a friggin 4quid. But its still worth it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RgaealcXI_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/lJndWg9QqCk/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045894612080075762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/RgaealcXI_I/AAAAAAAAAEM/lJndWg9QqCk/s400/P1010030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha. See the size of it compare with my mouth. i can never eat it with one mouth full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Reui98OBiJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/PudLOYPYxig/s1600-h/P1010044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038299793164699794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Reui98OBiJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/PudLOYPYxig/s400/P1010044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Or even three mouth fulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuM98OBiII/AAAAAAAAAD8/EW_x_B2BW2c/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038275603908888706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuM98OBiII/AAAAAAAAAD8/EW_x_B2BW2c/s400/P1010033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cone is as long as my arm man. Its CRAZY!!!!. and its all ice cream inside. Not like they just put ice cream on top only. The ice cream is all the way down the cone. Coolest Ice Cream i ever have in my life. So many people were staring at us. I remember at the beach there was this kid crying crying and the dad was trying to cheer the kid up and he pointed my ice cream. and the kid's face went : WTFish! lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuLv8OBiHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wb7e5LuZHOo/s1600-h/P1010071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038274263879092338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuLv8OBiHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/wb7e5LuZHOo/s400/P1010071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walked down the beach. Lotsa families and oldies on this side of the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuK2cOBiGI/AAAAAAAAADs/5iJK1kX0UG4/s1600-h/IMG_8170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038273276036614242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuK2cOBiGI/AAAAAAAAADs/5iJK1kX0UG4/s400/IMG_8170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me still playing around with the ice cream. Treating like its the olympic torch. The lips is filled with ice cream all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuKOsOBiFI/AAAAAAAAADk/SmnarQXR-FQ/s1600-h/IMG_8176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038272593136814162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuKOsOBiFI/AAAAAAAAADk/SmnarQXR-FQ/s400/IMG_8176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuJP8OBiEI/AAAAAAAAADc/mtIcyLL6RVA/s1600-h/IMG_8204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038271515100022850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuJP8OBiEI/AAAAAAAAADc/mtIcyLL6RVA/s400/IMG_8204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture of me taking picture of another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuI7cOBiDI/AAAAAAAAADU/oxI4BkKKFiA/s1600-h/IMG_8195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038271162912704562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuI7cOBiDI/AAAAAAAAADU/oxI4BkKKFiA/s400/IMG_8195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water is damn cold. VERY cold. England beaches have freezing cold beach water. And its summer now. I wonder how's winter beach water like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuHlMOBiCI/AAAAAAAAADM/Rci1yEpwt8c/s1600-h/IMG_8198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038269681148987426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuHlMOBiCI/AAAAAAAAADM/Rci1yEpwt8c/s400/IMG_8198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuEnsOBiBI/AAAAAAAAADE/_o355GsY_p4/s1600-h/IMG_8201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038266425563777042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuEnsOBiBI/AAAAAAAAADE/_o355GsY_p4/s400/IMG_8201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuEMMOBiAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Tv2FGZFz1lc/s1600-h/IMG_8371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038265953117374466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuEMMOBiAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Tv2FGZFz1lc/s400/IMG_8371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are all smilling throughout the trip. Was a lot of fun. Splashing water at one another. talkin nonsense laughing here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuDkcOBh_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/76Mo6GSWnmk/s1600-h/IMG_8365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038265270217574386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReuDkcOBh_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/76Mo6GSWnmk/s400/IMG_8365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEkRo5CWdI/AAAAAAAAACM/Pjm00kxd5WY/s1600-h/P1010087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035345743829948882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEkRo5CWdI/AAAAAAAAACM/Pjm00kxd5WY/s400/P1010087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEjfo5CWcI/AAAAAAAAACE/DcukJwsITOw/s1600-h/IMG_8277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035344884836489666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEjfo5CWcI/AAAAAAAAACE/DcukJwsITOw/s400/IMG_8277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEi3I5CWbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qY0_qsQxScY/s1600-h/IMG_8286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035344189051787698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEi3I5CWbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/qY0_qsQxScY/s400/IMG_8286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt this mansion beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEiFY5CWaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/20Mb9BWvOqg/s1600-h/IMG_8299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035343334353295778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEiFY5CWaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/20Mb9BWvOqg/s400/IMG_8299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Random picture taken on the top of a hill over looking the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEfSY5CWZI/AAAAAAAAABs/PNOpG-RONxk/s1600-h/IMG_8313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035340259156711826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEfSY5CWZI/AAAAAAAAABs/PNOpG-RONxk/s400/IMG_8313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. You know whats in the round about? Its a public changing room. Yeaps for the beach users. Try having this in malaysia and we see people littering there and beggers all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEd-Y5CWYI/AAAAAAAAABk/HNGOE0Sj1K4/s1600-h/IMG_8314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035338816047700354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEd-Y5CWYI/AAAAAAAAABk/HNGOE0Sj1K4/s400/IMG_8314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another view of Scarsborough Beach. I like the hills by the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEdaI5CWXI/AAAAAAAAABc/w5efVwxxW2k/s1600-h/IMG_8317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035338193277442418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEdaI5CWXI/AAAAAAAAABc/w5efVwxxW2k/s400/IMG_8317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture of Val, Siawwan and May Woei tired from all the walking but fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEci45CWWI/AAAAAAAAABU/d2u5qhD_mMU/s1600-h/P1010108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035337244089669986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/ReEci45CWWI/AAAAAAAAABU/d2u5qhD_mMU/s400/P1010108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_n145CWVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/HISvswFLJvU/s1600-h/IMG_8318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034997821414201682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_n145CWVI/AAAAAAAAAA4/HISvswFLJvU/s400/IMG_8318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were on a bridge walking and siawwan shout: LOOK!!! Captain Jack Sparrow is back! Thats the pirate ship boat we sat later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_mzY5CWUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MdodpJuGhI0/s1600-h/100_3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034996678952900930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_mzY5CWUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/MdodpJuGhI0/s400/100_3554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are at the dock of Scarsborough before ridng on the pirate ship behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_mAo5CWTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/eJO22xgiCGs/s1600-h/100_3558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034995807074539826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_mAo5CWTI/AAAAAAAAAAo/eJO22xgiCGs/s400/100_3558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its a small ship. Feel so dangerous when it went into the sea. The waves were hitting hard and the boat was like rocking up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_lGI5CWSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LF09QDWXWwE/s1600-h/100_3563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034994802052192546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_lGI5CWSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/LF09QDWXWwE/s400/100_3563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture on the pirate ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_kKY5CWRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hpQ686Ak41I/s1600-h/100_3570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034993775555008786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_kKY5CWRI/AAAAAAAAAAY/hpQ686Ak41I/s400/100_3570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A view of Scarsborough from the pirate ship. Somebody please tell me ,Gurney Drive can be like this right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_hzI5CWQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/61zzPULml2Y/s1600-h/100_3574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034991177099794690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rd_hzI5CWQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/61zzPULml2Y/s400/100_3574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture from the pirate ship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/522577/100_3596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/987373/100_3596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Smiles smile smiles everywhere. All day! I love Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/263772/100_3609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/147632/100_3609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After sitting on the pirate ship. Which cost us 3pounds per ride. we head off to walk different places in Scarborough beachfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/352601/100_3615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/712810/100_3615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pirate ship ride was fun. But can never compare to this!!! a high speed open air-ed jet boat. Man. And we only have one handle to hold onto. Love this ride so much many. When we beat thru the waves. Cost me 5pounds.how i remembered?? haha cos Roy was broke then and being kiam siap, not wasting money away like that. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/997597/100_3616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/629317/100_3616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish somebody could take pictures of us when we are on the ride or maybe could video cam. But its impossible, 100% the camera will fly off we bring our cameras with us. In fact out valuables we leave it with Val who is waiting at the dock for us. Damn syiok man this ride. Lot at my Dragon Ball hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/500979/100_3620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/348270/100_3620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After that we walked further down the dock and this is the foot of the hill that leads us to Scrasborough Castle. Its 200 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/290120/100_3655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/499632/100_3655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doesnt this sight look familiar to you Penangites?Of Course Not! But actually this is the exact replica of how the large rocks at Gurney Drive look like. You see no rats. No rubbish. So clean. i could just sleep there man. When i walk along this path, i was thinking of Gurney Drive a lot. Talking to Roy why cant gurnye drive be like Scarsbourough. Can generate a lot of Tourism income man. And since Malaysia is Summer all year round. Talkin about Gurney at Scarsborough then i think its because of the fact that i will be going back to Malaysia a week from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/738399/100_3649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/419601/100_3649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some random picture taken on the Scarborough beach front wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/449666/100_3658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/445368/100_3658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's a fun park by the dock too. Its kinda big and some of the rollercoasters we see from afar is scary man. But didnt get in there. 1. Is because we are short of cash 2. We have so much more to explore in Scarsborough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/213029/100_3663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/961650/100_3663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are half way up the Scarsborough Castle Hill, and saw this four chairs. Here we are posing like LOTRs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/530950/100_3667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/952055/100_3667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great view right? One of the many many many million [pictures we took while we are on the castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/919297/100_3666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/640136/100_3666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another one.Man, i miss England.The Castle. The Herritage places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/538806/100_3683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/227191/100_3683.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another picture right on the castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/886532/100_3690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/608349/100_3690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thsi four friends are the best friends i can ever have in my time in Leeds. I miss them a lot. Not fussy in anything. Gods love is really real from them. Im so bless to have a family away from home like them. Miss you guys Roy, Siawwan, May Woei , Val.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is 14th of May 2007. 2more months to make it a year.since that Scarsborough Trip. But its still fresh in my mind. I dream of the times we laughed, we travel. Thank You. I dont think u even know this blog exist. Maybe one day you will find this entry. Thank you so much for coloring my life in Leeds. And teaching me how to love just as Christ loves us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-117150240945466821?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/117150240945466821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=117150240945466821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/117150240945466821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/117150240945466821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='7th July 2006. Scarsborough Summer Day Trip'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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://bp0.blogger.com/_1gSMuQSbQvw/Rg98cFXv0sI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-spGHLVQcuM/s72-c/P1010005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-116842271028743778</id><published>2007-01-10T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T06:23:43.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working For the King of Kings in Burger King</title><content type='html'>Its been so long i have always wanted to share this entry with you all. Many nights when im in Leeds i felt like blogging about it. My working experience in Burger King.(again) God is so real through this whole working experience. Countless of times i cant stop thanking God for providing me this opportunity to work here in Leeds. I shall blog this with the bestest i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when i first came to England, Leeds. The one thing that is on my mind the most..is how am i gonna survive one year in England! when the cost of living here is so high itself. I was mega kiam siap during my first week in England. The currency difference of Ringgit and Pounds Sterling is just too high. Everytime i purchase something to eat... the math of multiplying it by 7 comes to my mind. An average meal in England would cost about 3.50pounds... change it to ringgit: 42.50ringgit!!! 3.50pounds for a pizza and drink. Even PizzaHut in Malaysia not that Ex!!! Having more pounds(money pounds) is so important for me! I was lost then, for my first two weeks in Leeds, savig every pents i have. Didnt spend. walk to uni.A bus ride cost 1.50pounds a ride and with me living at Lupton , it is quite a distance to Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With prayer and advise from mum+dad, i decided to go job hunting. Surely parttime jobs is available everywhere. I remeber that day on the 1st of October 2005, i was at Leeds City Center..walkin around... asking shop to shop if there is any vacancy for a parttimer like me. On that day, I got myself two job interview appointment which is 1) at Ainsley's Bakery and 2) BurgerKing. What coincidence is that both of th job interviews are on the same day. Burger King was first and Ainsley's Bakery after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag: Good morning Yes Sir, what's your order?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Errm... I'm here for the job interview&lt;br /&gt;Mag looks puzzled ,went behind and asked Rob ( that time i didnt know any of workers yet!). Mag returns to me.&lt;br /&gt;Mag: Here is the application form, you can fill it, return to us, and we will give you a call.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so unsatisfied. My intincts kick in.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? But two days ago. John Scott told me to come today for the interview.&lt;br /&gt;Mag looks more puzzled. When to the back. Talked to Rob. Rob went to some room behind the kitchen (the staff room). Came to me and said&lt;br /&gt;Rob: Would mind follow me upstairs and take a seat while i get the manager.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, Rebecca Reed(the asst. manager) came in. She apologized because she forgotten that John told him of the interview today. The interview went really well. Oh heres a tip guys.those of you in job interviewin in England. Make sure u speak clear and Good english. If you can put up a understandble English accent..go for it. hehe. This are some pointers that help me in the interview.i remember one part in the interview.Rebecca asked me ( gosh its so weird calling her Rebecca in this Blog. In work we call her Banni /or Becky )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca: Okay Benjamin, What makes you want to work Burger King?&lt;br /&gt;i so wanted to say " Cause i need money! cant you see? im a foreigner??!" instead u know what i said?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, my full name is Benjamin Khor..in initials it stands as B.K. so coincidently BurgerKing shares the same initials as my name. B.K. How could i not work in a place which has the same initials as mine?&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca laughed really loud and said she hope that sense of humor would bring lotsa beniefits in tghe kitchen. I got the job on the Spot and she arranged the induction meetings for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo!!!i got a job! i got a job. Free food somemore. Free burgerking. Burger burger. haha. this burger somemore got bacon in them!!! haha. non halal burger oh yea baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much how i got the job. It really was a miracle. Bare in mind i just came to England two weeks ago. To get a parttime job in two weeks time... is really a miracle. Many of my friends...couldnt believe how quick i got a job. God really looked after me. Gen.2:15 "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it". &lt;/span&gt;Work is a reward! Thank you God for giving us work and not being lazy apes.lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time in Burger King i got promotion after promotion. I worked parttime non stop throughout my term in Leeds. I started working in BurgerKing since the 1st of October 2005 till 3rd of August 2007. I worked in Burgerking through all the four seasons. Even during exam period(for four hours only a week). The starting pay is 5.05pounds an hour....and will increase as you are promoted. The tax is excluded when we applied for National Insurance... to get it we have to register ourselves and go for the N.I. interview which is all free.  The uniform, aprons, midnight shift transport, meals is provided by them for free! i get an average of 10-16hours weekly during my schooling term. On holidays like Winter holidays, Summer holidays. i get more than 20hours weekly. On Public holidays like Easter, Bank Holidays,...the pay is triplled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the money i earned weekly from BurgerKing i survived real comfortably in England. Besides... i cook. Yes i cook. My tongue is no fan to english food. Grocery shopping is very very cheap. 10pounds worth of grocery shopping is enuff to survive me more than a week easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this are all just facts about Burgerking. More will come later when it comes ac ross my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With BurgerKing, I got money! , free meals! and most importantly Experience which is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of Experience? Not flipping burgers experience(though its a little bonus experience)... but the experience of knowing God through this whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has taught me so much about Work. I hear sermons of it. Read about it. But experiencing it with what His word says about Work...is simply wonderful. Ephesians 4:28 "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He who has been stealing must steal no longer, but must work, doing something useful with his own hands, that he may have something to share with those in need".&lt;/span&gt; God saw how much...my family needs Him to help me pull through a year in England. All Glory to God for this job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures... Siawwan, Roy and Maywoei helped me take on my last day of work. Thanks a million!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/927284/P1010155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/641594/P1010155.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heres the best picture i have in my uniform in the BurgerKing kitchen. This area of the kitchen which im standing is called the Whooper side. Its the side where i have to make whoopers...and slot them into shoes. In the whooper side... i dont only make whoopers. i also make veggie burgers. Specials such as like Chicken Strips..etc.ohh...in this picture... u see me wearing a watch. well...during work time...im not allowed to wear a watch...for hygene reasons. So happen when i take this picture...i just came into the kitchen and havent remove my watch yet. Posing away ma.  Oh talkin about hygene in the kitchen. It is super super strict. When we are in the kitchen  we MUST wash our hands with sanitizers and soap.warm water is used...cos it makes the cleaning effective. Clean shaven is a must. Every food that is made and havent been taken for more than assigned time ( burgers in general have a 10minute waste time limit and frozen food in general have a 5minute waste time limit) will be throwed into the wash bag. You might be thinking? what a waste. ya. But who would want to eat a ten minute expired burger? haha. we malaysians ok la. but the English im not too sure...besides it breaches the Food Health Inspection Code. We have a proper timetable which tells us how many burgers/whooper/food to make at different time intervals. For example at 10am in the morning is not a busy time for the whooper side( very rare people eat whoopers in the morning), we must maintain to have 1whooper burger on wait. But at 1-3 pm. the Whooper demand is higher, we have to maintain to have 6whoopers on wait. Working at the whooper side is one of the best sides to work. time flies very fast when u are working here...because... orfders just keeps coming in non stop. you will be like a machine. usually at this whooper side, two people will work on it. My partner-in-crime on this is Chris. u will see him later. It took me a long promotion to reach the whooper side..only in the beginning of January 2006 im assigned to whooper side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/513314/100_3400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/410563/100_3400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First stage: For the first 2months working at B.K. im always/most of the time handling the dining area along with another partner-in-crime Ashok. Its really a nasty job. I get really really weird shifts sometimes at 7am i have to work at burgerking in the loading bay. Carry boxes and boxes of frozen products in the chillers. Its not nice. Its super tiring. Many boxes you know. they stack them up so wide and higher than me. Most of the boxes weight 10kg. This is not the nasty part of working in the dining area. The nasty part is on peak hours. wa lao can die man. You dont get good customers all the time. Sometimes you get goths, teenage brats, homos,etc. Yea its a family restaraunt... but its open to all... you all in malaysia knows how a fastfood restaraunt works right? I hate cleaning the toilets. Yes, I have to clean toilets. Nasty. Very Very nasty. So kids would be so &amp;*@#@ and throw soda cans into the flush bowl...making it stuck and have to use a plumber to pump that stupid soda can out. There was once i found a needle in at the top of the toilet. yea... drug users might pump into their veins.. that adreline and walkin out burgerking high. In the dining area... the wash bags gets full very fast. i change the rubbish bag an average about 15times in a full day shift. Nasty nasty nasty.When its not peak hour. you will be like so bored..walkin around..wiping table over and over again. time pass slower than Malaysia Streamyx. But theres also a fun part of working at the dining area.. its the area where you deal with the customers one of the most...openning doors for them when u are near the door. Brits customers are real polite ( the 30s above) ... saying thank you to almost everything. The even take the trays and clear the rubbish into the rubbish bags themselves. They call you by your name( we wear a name tag), when they appreciate what you do. haha. and another catchy part of  working in the dining area... is you get to see people... lotsa teens and uni students eat here...so yea. haha i can cuci mata sometimes. lolx.  You hande with kids too. Get baby chairs. Make them smile by bringing a toy if they cry. Changing a toy when they already have got the same one. I remembered once i got a request from a parent customer asking me if burgerKing organise Kids bdays. lolx. I see a sight in me i havent seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/448430/100_3402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/133330/100_3402.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a free meal i get during my break. I usually content with just a whooper. That would be enough for me. haha. cos...i stuff my whoopers with lotsa meat and veggie and other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/936236/100_3408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/129469/100_3408.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see how oily my face is.I cant wear a uniform when im on break or meeting my friends. so yea... u see me clant in homersimpson half naked t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/688364/100_3410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/212361/100_3410.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siawwan  make me do this. Saying...i can be like Superman.. wearing normal on the outside...but under it...im the Burgerking worker.When duty calls... have no fear SuperBen the burgerKing worker is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/57515/IMG_8104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/827040/IMG_8104.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Part time job gets you some good shopping without guilt. Am i right Roy?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/991606/100_3394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/45979/100_3394.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd Stage: After working at the dinning area... you can get promoted to the Fries / or drinks station. Here is me in Action feeding in the fries.  This job is also fun cos you just stay at one position...and just keep filling fries and others( like chciken bites, onion rings,etc). .. but the nasty part is that...it is very warm. Its warm to keep the Fries warm. i sweat lots there man. Not nice sometimes. Esspecially in Summer...oh gosh... can die man.i was assigned there once in summer...and man.. tak syiok at all. always quickly masuk the chiller for a few seconds come bacvk again.Thank God im only assigned to this station for a short while..during winter jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/702691/P1010158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/320/876872/P1010158.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stage 3: This is the washing area/back area. Heres where..you clean the millions of trays and other stuff. Everything to do with cleaning and the kitchen cleaniness is all done by the person in charge here. The person u see here is Ashok... he is in the Back Area on my last day of work.When i was working in the back area...my partner in crime is with this polish guy,Adam. Big man. Very huge man. But damn playful...we would spray water at each other when sophies not around. There was one time, Adam closed the door without realising Ashok is in the chiller.Kesian Ashok in there for a few minutes...since then we called the Ashok the Chocolate ICe man/ Ice man. Adam left B.K. in Summer and i havent seen him since. He's the best collegue i ever have in B.K. lotsa funny times and he is very helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/871371/P1010159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/357041/P1010159.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stage 4. Hers the Whooper Side. This is Chris. who is trying to give a dodgy pose but failed. Chris uniform is in Blue with a tie.. meaning he is gonna be an asst. manager. What we do here...i havce already explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/438517/P1010156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/741655/P1010156.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my best side. stage 4: The Burger Side. Making Burgers. I make Double Bacon Burgers, Burgers, Cheese Burgers, Super Burger, Superman Burger, Supreme Cheese, Supreme No Cheese, Veggie Burger, Chicken Burger, Plain Ham, Kids Ham, Kids Cheese, Plain Cheese, Double Cheese Burger, Moterral cheese, Spicy Chicken, and Bean Burger. This is the busiest side of the kitchen. Really really must move like lightning speed. Somemore some customers when special burgers..like no pickle, just mayo, bla bla. A lot of concetration is needed here. you have to be alert with whats the order is being shout, remember to maintain the number of burgers, be precise with the spcial burgers.There was once a customer ordered, Burger no ham.I was like what?!?! Vishul a.k.a. told me its burger without the beard. Weird weird weird. Some English are interesting beings. When i first started this station i was extremely slow. And got better over the next shifts. Learned how to multitask. And Banni is such an encouragement, i remembered once she came to me and compliment that i have progress so much in just a week. That really lift me up.Cos... Sophie was super piss one weekend bcos of my blur syndrome...by making double bacons...without any bacon. Communication with the counter people is importnat here...to confirm orders...to know how many more to maintain. a lot of shouting go about here. like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie: Ben, I need three Veggies pls&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob: Baconh going, you have 4left&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: 2kids cheese, and one supreme no lettuce&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag: Come on guys keep the levels up.Chop Chop Chop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You is a very important word in this side. It confirms the order. It informs the Counter people that we received their order. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh behind the burger side is the frying station, to fry the chicken bites, chciken, fries, etc. There was once this newbie... was rushing here and there.. he drop a whole big pile of fries into the frying station. lotsa hot oil jump out. REally a lot of hot oil. The poor fella took most of the blow. i got so of the burning oil.. but it wasnt serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/374848/P1010157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/625747/P1010157.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture of meand Vishul. A north indian guy in England. He is in Leeds uni too. Nice guy. We still keep in contact. Nexttime when i go to india...i have a tour guide. woohoo. The Taj Mahal. He keeps on tellin me the story of the king of taj mahal who went insane waste money building another replica of taj mahal. and got locked up. He works at the counter area. Most of the closing shifts..im partner with him and chris. Talkin of Closing Shifts. Its really a fun shift. its the shift from 6pm to 12midnight. where its more quiet. but can nasty at 10-12pm when u get drunk clubbers dropping by for burgers. A max. of 4 people is allowed to handle the closing shift. Closing shift. we have to do stock count. kitchen cleaning. the whole restaraunt cleaning. and basically doing th tutup kedai work. I like close shifts..cos we get to ta pao... back the waste. If sophies around the closing shift...we wont be allowed to do that. But Chris is our partner-in-crime man...we just ta pao. Oh...also in closing shift BurgerKing calls a cab to pick us up and drop us back at our doorstep.Free transport for u somemore. crazy la this job. So so so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/101573/IMG_8120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/809015/IMG_8120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stage 5: this is the stage which you reach before u go to the gap training to be an asst manager (like Chris).Counter Area!. Here the basics lo. take orders. Tell the whooper and burger side what you want. Get drinks from the drinks station and fries. The responisibility here is higher of course. Cos you are dealing with customers face to face. Its kinda easy for me to pick up this station... with the adopted accent. Thank God they understand me. That was my first fear when im assign to do counter area. There's once when im working at the counter area... there's this man and his little daughter came to make their orders. He was carrying a green snake next to him...letting it moving around his arm and shoulder...i was like....eyeeerrr... dont kill me dont kill me and Vishul next to me jahanamly laughing. By the time im promoted to this station... im about to go back Penang already. sobs. couldnt say much about this station. Here is a picture of how i look when you come to Headingley, Leeds City Center ,Burger King counter 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/946755/IMG_8109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/777170/IMG_8109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;John( the guy who is supposed to interview me) thinks i look too lonely and join in the picture. Argh. i wasnt lookin at the camera. Dad with two kids. seconds later after taking this photo...suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/507349/IMG_8110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/122285/IMG_8110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Banni Runs in and Arghh... i look like my arse got struck by lightning and lovin it.Was funny la.when siawwan wanted to take anbother photo and i wanna pose nicely wan..and suddenly banni hops in.  Btw. All the photos taken are doing a non peak hour. so yea... the staff are pretty free to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole experience in Burger King is unforgettable. God not only bless me with income from it, but has taught me lots about work. Most of my quiet time happens when i come back from work in the evening or late at night. It make me always on a look out on what the Bible says about work. So often we hear people complain about work( not to say i enjoy working all the time too), that we tend to forget what the Bible says about Work. In my quiet time i was always on a look out on certain key words. "work" is one of the keywords that i look out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this in my journal in august 2006.  10 things i have learned about Work from the Bible. Theres a so much i wrote. Here's a sipnosis of what i have received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Work is to provide the resources you need to give.&lt;br /&gt;Eph 4:23 - To have more than enough so that i can give a Blessing. The money i recevied from BurgerKing has taught me wisdom. Taught me how do i invest them. What in my live is at most need. It taught me of giving to God. tithing became a breakthrought for me when i was in Leeds... was blessed beyond measure when i gave on God's soil. With the money i have... i can bless the people around me. I got nice gifts for the people i love. REALLy nice gifts. Gifts i never thought i couyld get for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Maturity and Responsibility lessons comes from HArd Work&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs: 12:24 " Dilligent Hands will rule, but laziness ends in slave labour"&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 10:4 " Lazy Hands make a man poor, but diligent hands brings wealth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This two proverbs is no rocket science. How true. I grew so much and matured in thinking when it comes to money and work. The work dilligent means persistent. Like proverbs 12 says.. to avoid work is to invite poverty in your life. This work also taught me how to take my studies seriously. i treasured every study time i have. making the most of my study time. It taught me not to be shameful to walk to the lecturer and ask questions. This lesson of "dilligent Hands" taught me how to get promotion after promotion. i got promoted to 5 stages in the spam of just 1year. Thats really a blessing. The wisdom in it was hardwork in the work that i do. Hardwork in studies. Hardwork in BurgerKing. Hardwork in bible study,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. God wants me to prosper.&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 35:27 -God takes pleasure in the prosperity of His servants. *received in one of Kevin Loo's sermons*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Satisfaction from fruits of your Work&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 12:11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Work is part Purpose of Life&lt;br /&gt;6. Exellence&lt;br /&gt;Work needs to be excellent. Proverbs 22:29. I have to bring the best i can from my work or anything i do. This is so important in working life. People observe u all the time, most importantly GOD. i remember there was once, i have to close the second floor of burger king. A man came to me and said to me, hang in there Benjamin, one day you will go up. I guess he met promotion. I didnt know who is that elderly man. He knew my name obviously because of my name tag. Later that shift, i told vishul abt the elderly man...and how encouraging it is. He was like... Ben, do you know that he overseas the BurgerKing at Headingley. I was like waa.He was the Manager of the BK Headingley district! two weeks later after that comment he make to me, i didn have to do dining work anymore...and was promoted to back area. haha. Whee! Exellence !exellence man! Whatever work you are doing, whether its moping the floor, flipping burgers, being a litigator, worsip leading... Do it with exellence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Making aProfit Come from Work&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 14:23 - " all hard work brings profit but mere talk leads only to poverty"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Work can release   the Glory of God&lt;br /&gt;Collossions 3:22-25 check out... What a great biblical truth.&lt;br /&gt;John 17:4 " i have brought you glory on earth by completing the work you gave me to do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whos Glory am i seeking from Working ? Whos Glory at i seeking from studying? what Glory can man possibly give. For only man sees the seen. But God sees the unseen. Come to think of , that makes working hard in secret all the more exciting. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Work is a life purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Rick Warren probably might have notice this when the bible mention of Gen. 2:15.  I found out that every thing we do requires us to work for it. Everything except one. Thats our Salvation. For it is not by works of man. This blews me away... to know that everything that surrounds man...revolves work. If you want to eat you hve to plant corps (work), you wantto make ur gf smile , you make a gift (work), you want to sleep you have to first get tired (work), you want to look like Jessica Albas or C.Ronaldo you have to exercise (work)....etc. But there's one thing that doesnt require us to work. That is Salvation! Grace! through Faith. Eph.2:8-9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Only the Dead Dont Work&lt;br /&gt;Essclesiastes 9:10 "Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might,for in the grave, where you are going, there is neither working nor planning nor knowledge nor wisdom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This probably is the most breathe taking truth i found if work is of concern so far. I have learned that Work is only temporary, therefore do it with all your might. and Theres comfort to know..that when God calls us home. It will be a rest. A Great time of no work but just resting in the presence of God in Worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God for leading me through and your guidance. This job experience is more than just money. Its a life experience when i see yur Word in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/511678/100_3423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/138338/100_3423.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's sooo much to write. A years story of working in burgerking is impposible to write in one entry or even to blog. Heres a picture of three of my closest friends in Leeds. Roy, Siawwan and MAy. Thanks for coming to BK visiting thru the whole year. and for being such good camera people on my last day of work.that im able to post this pictures on this blog. It wont be possible without ur help. thanks ( i doubt u guys even know of this blog.lolx!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next entry... Summer holiday at scarsborough..... Sea sea sea...beaches beaches....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-116842271028743778?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/116842271028743778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=116842271028743778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/116842271028743778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/116842271028743778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2007/01/working-for-king-of-kings-in-burger.html' title='Working For the King of Kings in Burger King'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-116841871463000460</id><published>2007-01-10T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T00:45:14.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.1.2007 Still Fresh</title><content type='html'>Saying Goodnight to mum and dad and love ones.Set my alarm clock to 7am in the morning... to wakey and get the best hokkien mee at jalan kebun nyor.Say my prayers and spend time with my saviour. Time to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear Sophie rattling away : 1whooper 3 left! Ben keep the levels up chop chop chop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear Roy: Say say say something! Hai-yoh(in buffens tone)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Liz send a text: Hey Ben. David's picking u up at 630pm. We are doing Hebrews 3.Thanks for messaging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linda saying : I think Robbie Williams is the sexiest man alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear Gavin: heyya ben hows' it goin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear in parkinsons: Father we thank you for this day, and givin us the opportunity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Siawwan yelling: BEN!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel the nice breeze walkin down Roundhay Park and the warm of summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RING RING RING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i find myself in my room. Look down my bed i see.. cookie trying to jump onto the bed. i hear mum saying : Quickly get up and shower before u go to work. The appetide of my tummy for hokkien mee begin to rise. It is then i realised i was just dreaming. Dreaming maybe. Many nights i dreamt of my year in England. everything that happen,every person i see, the sounds i hear ,etc... its all still so fresh in my memory. Details of each day is still in my mind. What an impact it has gotten over me...in a positive way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I'm back in Malaysia now.a tougher year awaits ahead of me. CLP!! This Blog is not done yet with my life in Leeds. There's so much i didnt get to share with you guys yet. Since the day this blog started im not very sure who are the readers of this blog except for my faily and some friends. But i pray that even as i continue to blog about my experience in Leeds.It will bring the blessing to you as much as it has unto me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not living in the past by blogging about Leeds even though im already in Malaysia.. but I'm living the present with what i have gained and gave in the past. Leed me to your Heart, Leed me to your soul, Leed me to the place where You want me to go is back online!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/1600/73433/P1010008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1505/1498/400/988240/P1010008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dont know how did this photo appear. Crazy blogspot. suppose to be a nice picture of my Lupton area.come out nite photo at Hardrock cafe. Too lazy to change it with the mega slow net connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-116841871463000460?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/116841871463000460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=116841871463000460' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/116841871463000460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/116841871463000460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2007/01/1012007-still-fresh.html' title='10.1.2007 Still Fresh'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-115542992234612520</id><published>2006-08-12T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T17:45:22.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leeds</title><content type='html'>i know i have not been blogging for a long time. so sorry for my absence.It is just that i have to invest time on other priorities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115542992234612520?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115542992234612520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115542992234612520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115542992234612520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115542992234612520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/08/leeds.html' title='Leeds'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-115447494598498632</id><published>2006-08-01T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T16:29:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how to say..</title><content type='html'>Its been over two weeks since the convocation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have i been up to?&lt;br /&gt;working lotsa working hours shift.&lt;br /&gt;this week will be my last week of work.&lt;br /&gt;lotsa farewell parties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find hard to blog honestly.not to say theres nothing to blog about. I did super many things in the span of two weeks.so much thoughts i want to put down but i dunno how to. Leeds what a marvelous experience.Its like a different life altogether in just one year. i have never experience sucha different one year before in my whole life. Everything that has happen and learned in LEEDs i will cherish. i came to leeds with God presence and soon i will depart here with Gods presence again. i wont mind going anywhere...just as long His presence is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phillipians4:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115447494598498632?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115447494598498632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115447494598498632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115447494598498632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115447494598498632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-to-say.html' title='how to say..'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-115395187966946592</id><published>2006-07-26T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T16:14:35.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16th July Alnwick Castle and Gardens</title><content type='html'>As usual my holiday entries are always delayed a little.cos of the pictures uploading and i dont have much time for myself here in LEEDS. Every bit of time in Leeds must go into this blog as i promised. and how could i possibly be lazy and miss this holiday entry out. Since after the Paris trip i didnt travel much... was real busy catching up with People and working at BK. Was looking for a holiday and i wanted to see the newcastle people one more lasttime before i go back malaysia. Turns out that this trip was more than just a holiday. I really thank God for the people i meet when im in newcastle. i admit the time is short for everyone. but at least there are blessed times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my first day in newcastle, i arrive like in the evening. Sharon and adelene pick me up from the train station. Drop my stuff at sharon's place. lepak at adelenes place for a while looking at her euro pictures. this gurl betulbetul gila travel. she travelled like everywhere of europe. and its not like those touch and go kind of travelling. most of the places are at least 5days. Later in the evening, adelene took me to Newcastle Cf. i enjoy myself there. studied Luke 12 that night.mainly talk from verse 22 to verse 34. &lt;em&gt;F&lt;/em&gt;or where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cf. i was dog tired. went back to sharons place and slept the night there. Sharon is a superb host. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;provided such a great place. an ensuite room! with tv and all. big bed. got duvet. got pillow. wa lao. u too much sharon. thanksie sooo cho cho much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next morning. Me, Sharon, Huixin ,mark,joanna and her family... we went to Alnwick Castle. The place where they filmed Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010214.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Group picture with some harrypotter cameos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2677.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Heres the scene where HArry is flying around on the broom stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2691.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random picture at Alnwick Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2700.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sharon enjoying the sun! Shes the only one with shades. should have brought mine!It was so darn sunny that day. my eyes sepet everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2722.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Wheres Mark? wondering around with his camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2746.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Huixing welcoming us to Alnwick Garden.Just love the fountains there. somemore its sucha HOT day! more pictures of the fountains coming next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2767.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; The entrance to the Rose Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2776.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Summer smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2782.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Roses. are red and violtes are blue. honey is sweet but not as sweet susu pekat dutchlady. In the garden we took like a million photos of the flowers. its really gorgeous. and u can actually smell the roses everywhere. the garden is huge. a nice walk. really really nice walk. and very colorful. Was saying to sharon and huixin abt i wonder how it is like to walk through this garden at night and the moon is up. Probably the roses will reflect the moonlight and making the garden look like a walk to Neverland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2782.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not a flower person ok. and even more im a guy. i dont appreciate flowers much. But this place really amaze me. with its colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2785.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random pictures in the rose garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2787.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Red Red Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2817.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Benjamin Britten English Rose. i found a rose that has my name!well first name woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2817.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; dont ask me why theres a repeat. blogspot whacko fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2825.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; a view from the top of the rose garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2863.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; girl girl friends Posing with erm. dunno what those flowers are called. but they are all in blue and purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2887.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Millions and millions of them. How beautiful and detail God created every single one of this flowers. Luke 12:27. Christ said: " Consider how the lilies grow.they do not labor or spin. Yet i tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these." This verse came from the bible reading the night before rang in my head when i look all of this flowers. It just makes me feel like God u are so beautiful and how wonderful u have make me and called me ur own imagine. How often youths or young people worry of how they look and how ugly they think they are. eyes too small, nose too koala like, chin so round, figure so unlike cocacola bottle, what a round tummy. Yet still the bible says that even with all of solomon splendor...none is dress like one of these lilies. Even with all the money and plastic surgery technology. It can never create the way God has create us. The walk through the garden seeing all this wonderful flowers makes me thank God more. The hands that make every single flower i see , is the same hands that created the beautiful me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2888.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sucking lollies.02 Lollies! we took lotsa candid pics. what a great day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2907.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Every angle of the Garden is nice. the design. the little fountains and flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2922.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2922.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Me and TrueBlue Sharon taking a picture from this little window like hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2927.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Random picture by the fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2935.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; water water everywhere. i got a video of the water fountains. damn nice leh. and BIG! they come out in different sequences. super super nice. wish i know how to upload videos onto blogspot. nvmd nvmd. when im back malaysia dont forget to ask me to show you the video of this wonderful fountain show. Pictures is a thousand words. Video clips then must be a thousand pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2941.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2941.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; The biggest attraction on a hot summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2950.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; this circle-ly structure makes water surround ya.and when u get into the middle of the structure like where i am standing. its damn cooling leh esspecially again i have to mention on a hot summer weather. cold water circling around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2950.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont ask me. you know. blogspot fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2954.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; haha. we can have silly faces when we take pictures in front of this wall of water in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2956.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; kids playing with another fountain/water structure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/FSCN2973.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/FSCN2973.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; After the trip at alnwick. we went back home straight. i slept like a pig in sharons housse. damn tired leh. whole day out. and in the bus keep on talkin to Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/FSCN2973.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/FSCN2973.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; again. from left: Mark, Ungkey,Joanna,Fangkee, huixin ,trueblue and Me! It was great meeting all of them again.esspecially fangkee. after dinner. went back to sharons place relax for a while... then went to see fangkee. i really thank God for this opportunity He has given me. i didnt get to talk to him in person when he has to go back malaysia temp. only get to email. Well, cant tell much why meeting him means a lot to me. But im very bless lo. for this opportunity He has given me.Been praying for this friend of mine a lot. Its a joy to be able to see meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/FSCN2973.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/FSCN2973.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; ish ish ish. blogspot!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010289.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010289.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks TrueBlue. Really enjoyed my day. Thank you so much for making time when im down. for being a great host. and most important for being a superb friend to me. Dont know how to expressmore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115395187966946592?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115395187966946592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115395187966946592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115395187966946592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115395187966946592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/07/16th-july-alnwick-castle-and-gardens.html' title='16th July Alnwick Castle and Gardens'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-115387211160315395</id><published>2006-07-25T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T09:23:44.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>17th July- Whitley Bay &amp; Tynemouth</title><content type='html'>On the 15th of May Trueblue showed me pictures of Whitley bay and the Snt Marys Lighthouse. It was so nice that i just have to see more of it for myself. and after all i am a BeachManiac.So yea. on my last day in newcastle. i went to whitley bay and tynemouth. Adelene took me there. Trueblue had to pick her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a great experience. european beaches are way different from the tropical beaches we have back home Malaysia.the beaches here are more rocky. the sun is bright in summer but u dont feel hot cos of the wind. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture of me and adelene before we take our long walk down to snt mary lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; u see it? Snt Mary in a distance. The beach is so empty hor. the beach is just gorgeous man. simply simply gorgeous. blue clear sea water. wonderful skies. the smell of salted air. and the music the waves make. I love the beach!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;top view of whitley bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN2992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 4px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 5px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN2992.jpg" width="28" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See how clean the seawater is. took tons of picture that day. just sceneries of the beach. the blue sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; random picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i wonder why did they build this little bridge by the beach. adelene is fascinated by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after an hours walk down the beach.we see snt marys nearer.no complains. just love the feel of sand between ur toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snt Mary's Lighthouse. hundred years over. in this picture. the sea has a low tight ( is that how we spell it?). so it is visible to see the bridge that leads to the snt marys light house. but when they is high tight. you cant even see the little bridge that leads to snt marys because it will all be covered with sea water. people say that it is difficult to go back to land again after 6pm because of the high tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i saw wedding photos taken here in trueblue's computer. and the scenery is just so wonderful with the high tight covering the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the view when we reach to the top of snt mary's light house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me looking out from the lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is where the light came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another random picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see. i told ya the beach is kinda rocky near the lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After whitley bay. We went to tynemouth. Its a castle located somewhere along whitley bay. when we reach there.There is some English festival goin on. it was really lively. So unlike pesta pulau pinang. there live jazz bands every where. lotsa musicians everywhere. Ppl doing magic shows. Old classic 60s singers. and most of all we get to go into the tynemouth castle for free. Usually we have to pay but on that day we went.It was for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wopeseey wrong photo. haha. random photo taken at whitley bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as u can see.the beach at tynemouth is a lot more lively than whitley bay. lotsa ppl enjoying themselves by the beach..soaking up the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Live crazy jazz band. their music is so so so good.they danced while they played too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this guy is some crazy dude. who is goin to sleep on top a bed of sharp nails. and let heavy stuff put onto him while he is laying on the nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You see his saxophone?!!! thats a yanagisawa! a 991 Series.My model! i miss my yana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tynemouth castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha. u see the mic? its round. just like the old 60s times. and the singing is so 60s too. damn classy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its very very crowded in the castle grounds. tons of people everywhere.lotsa side shows everywhere. what a nice atmosphere it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; taken from one of the angles of tynemouth castle. this is justa small part of the castle grounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guantanamera. Guantanamera. haha a live band playing some latin music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hehe. we got away from the crowd and fun for a while to take pictures of the tynemouth castle.its remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; does this picture remind u of a familiar movie scene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; whitley bay on the top of tynemouth castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3218.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3218.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pictures of the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN3218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN3218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by evening we quickly rush to get back to the uni campus.time spend with every person i meet here is precious and very limited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/FSCN2973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 5px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 11px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/FSCN2973.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 11px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 6px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="164" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010289.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My short holiday in newcastle is wonderful. Going to the beach. The Alnwick Gardens. and most of all. The friends! its the friends. the people i meet in newcastle that matters most. i wish i get to spend more time with everyone of them. but time is limited. and i have to say lo, God divided the time evenly for everyone lo. Was great talkin to Mark in the bus about his england life. Was awesome to share faith with fangkee n the opportunity to pray.Spending one last england time with sharon. seeing her collection postcards. I really enjoyed this trip to newcastle. Thank God that manager sophie gave me three days leave in a row.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Btw, my newcastle holiday entry took me three days to complete. i keep on posting pictures. typing half way then have to leave. so yea.if u notice of any gaps in the entry. so sorry. its been a very busy week for me. God Bless!~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115387211160315395?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115387211160315395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115387211160315395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115387211160315395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115387211160315395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/07/17th-july-whitley-bay-tynemouth.html' title='17th July- Whitley Bay &amp; Tynemouth'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-115352439361955632</id><published>2006-07-21T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T17:53:56.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>20th July 2006 Everything is a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Jesus Christ my Lord</title><content type='html'>All my studying life. i have never depended so much on God until i started studying law. It is something which is out of my talent. The one thing that kept me going on for it. is my faith in the Lord.. because i know just like what he did to Samuel ( 1Samuel 3:19) the Lord was with me in my growing up and has let none of his words fall on the ground. When he said go for law. It would say it is more of an act of faith to take it. Tons of times i feel like dropping it. tons of times no matter how half way ive gone thro it i feel like giving up. But when i look and reflect my memorial with God just as Joshua did in Joshua 4:9. I know that His promises will be fulfilled. Truely the 2oth of July 2006 is one of the most memorable days of my life. Its a memorial , a milestone, a miracle day for me. My faith in God has increased tremendously. Surely, there is nothing i can cant do if He is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Psalms 112:1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Blessed is the man who fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who finds great delight in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;his commands&lt;/em&gt;.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well for now lets look at the pictures. sit tight and enjoy as i share with you how this memorial day went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_7599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_7599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is a picture of me when i came out from the gown room. My face is smilling all the way. im serious. its like the smile is stuck on my face the whole convocation. when i got back home late in the evening. had little face crams. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_7671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_7671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was very very nervous before i came out on stage to receive my honors. what went thro my mind? Lots! like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Im super worried that i will be too happy and smiley, that i forgot to mind my step and trip will climbing up the stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Is it a dream?! i have seen this before. i remember hearing music. is it dream? better not be a dream! i dont wanna wakeup and realised that it was just only a dream and i have equitytrust to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. is my tie ok. where shud i look when i reach on the stage? Oh Gosh!! wheres the webcast camera?!?! people will be looking at me. wheres the webccast camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Thank you so much God! i have pinched myself over 20times. and all of them hurt. this couldnt be a dream. This is so real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of my friends in the ceremony cheered when i went up stage. even family heard it on the webcast. i dreamed of it before.i blog-ed about that dream before too. i dreamed that heaven open up and everybody is cheering when i received my honors. Dreams happen! Isnt our God amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSC03968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSC03968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is where daily we meet and pray. My source of intimacy with God with his people., Prayer meeting. this picture means a lot to me. cos its taken in the corridor of parkinsons where we meet for prayer meeting daily. A lot of prayers of me appearing as what u see in this picture is make here. Thanks so much LCCC bros and sisters. for carrying love and each others bonds.Ephesians 4:2-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSC03935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSC03935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its late in the evening and the smile is still there. Parkison Steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_7778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_7778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tons of pictures were taken with the same pose. parents with cameras, brothers and sisters with cameras, bfs and gfs with cameras all kept on taking picture when we stand on parki steps like this. have to listen attentively to which camera all 6 of us have to look. hehe. Well. i just like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_7742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_7742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was too late to turn around. when vincent ask us to turn around. hehe. our gowns from the back. Green. the color of LEEDS Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_7661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_7661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During the ceremony. i guess vincent was waving like million times before he catched my attention and pose for this picture. Thanks lots vincent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSC03919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSC03919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vincent. my cellgroup leader. my 'big brother' in leeds. takes care of me like a real big bro.Despite his busy surgeon schedule he always never fail to spare every single time with his CG members. He rushed for this graduation not only to witness it but be a camera man for me. I couldnt ask for more. Roy was a camera man too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are from INTI.Damn Proud of the piece of paper we have worked our butts off for three years! like i always tell my friends.2guys and all gurls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSC03914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSC03914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some lawakness. we even throw our flowers up in the air. jump simultaneously. wanted to take our shoes off and throw it into the air. but hahaha...thats jjust too crazy. notice we dont have hats? Well. its leeds tradition that all its grads dont have a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSC03933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSC03933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some random picture. We really felt like celebrities man. family members, friends and people who have camera..taking pictures of us wherever we go. haha.like what siawwan says. our one day in the shoes of a celebrity. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_7849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_7849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At night we decide to celebrate our convo. with dinner in LEEDS HardROck Cafe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group photo in HardRock cafe. From left: Roy, Me, Aimee, and Janice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Twisted Mac Cheese Chicken is what i have for dinner in HardRock Leeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_7858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_7858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; May is being nice to give me a huge onion ring and siawwan caught this on camera. argh. looks like she is pulling my nose like a spanish bull.and im smilling somemore!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_7867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_7867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yummy yummy rum icecream crumbles for dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Jumbo Combo. this is May's meal. notice the cup! it has Hard Rock Leeds written on it. and its not on sale. damn limited edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; God you really are there. What you say did come to pass. God im so excited of whats ahead in my life and of all the many other promises we make to each other. Lord i take your hand. Leed me to your Heart , Leed me to your Soul, Leed me to the place where you want me to go. Pressing on. Thank you Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was doing my quiet time the night before the 20th of July. Phillipians 3. It is wonderful. here are some verses which the Lord pondered my heart when i was reading it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Phillipians 3:7-9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;7But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. 8What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things. I consider them rubbish, that I may gain Christ 9and be found in him, not having a righteousness of my own that comes from the law, but that which is through faith in Christ—the righteousness that comes from God and is by faith. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My journey in studying law. has brought me to knowing God more. The experiences, the struggles, the constant "i need to need you " everyday . All of this has make me come to know God in a more personal and real way. Seeing God work in the reality of life itself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now that 20th July 2006 has come to pass. whats next? Theres a lot more to come. a lot to witness and be consume till i will be perfected for Christ. i'm very excited of whats ahead. Crossing over to my Promise land. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Phillipians 3:12&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;12Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I pray that the Lord bless you and this entry may be a testimony to you that God keeps his promises.I now understand more why God promted me to take law in the first place. So that i may know him. Saying yes to know him.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115352439361955632?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115352439361955632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115352439361955632' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115352439361955632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115352439361955632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/07/20th-july-2006-everything-is-loss.html' title='20th July 2006 Everything is a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Jesus Christ my Lord'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-115325747601566851</id><published>2006-07-18T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T14:17:56.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im back. and important! u can see my convocation live online.thank you leeds uni!</title><content type='html'>During the weekend. i was at newcastle. and i have to say thats its one of my best ever summer holiday. not only because of the places i go to. but also the great friends there which i get to meet. i really prayed lots that God will give me the time to see everyone there. and not just a touch a go kind of seeing my friends. i wanna to really spend time with them. talk to them. shared and encourage one another. it was not really that easy to get this three days leave off in a row.three days worth of pay is a LOT really a lot. but the experience and the experience of being a blessing to and be bless is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually because of the crazy mad rush to catch my train back to leeds on my last day in newcastle. i left my cd of newcastle photos at sharon's place( wat a rush it was..isnt it trueblue?) Well i have some pictures left in my xd card so yea. here are just some sneak peak previews of where i went during my whole newcastle trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whitley Bay and also Tynes Mont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alnwick Garden. This is a just one of the million photos we took in the rose garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alnwick Castle. the place where they film harrypotter. remember this place? this where harry potter fly on the broom stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; huixin and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha/ i cant leave this out. this picture is so hillarious. roy looks just like john cassidy. you know the movie FACE OFF? the bad guy. yea. John Cassidy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Picture of me and the grad. Roy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Siawwan and Roy together on his grad day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i actually intend to bnlog longer but due because i have to rush off now. gtg watch pirates of the carribean with my friends now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh ya. my graduation is on the 20th of july. its at 2pm uk time. meaning 10pm malaysia time. so yea.hehehe. here is the link to watch my graduation online : &lt;a href="http://webprod2.leeds.ac.uk/webcast/default.asp?eventtype=G"&gt;http://webprod2.leeds.ac.uk/webcast/default.asp?eventtype=G&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;scroll down to the date 20th july. and look for law. the time is 14oo-1500 uk time. so yea. u can watch it online and witness my graduation day on the world wide web. love you all. hugs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im damn excited for that day. seeya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115325747601566851?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115325747601566851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115325747601566851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115325747601566851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115325747601566851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-back-and-important-u-can-see-my.html' title='im back. and important! u can see my convocation live online.thank you leeds uni!'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-115248759970669109</id><published>2006-07-09T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T16:26:39.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox attack!</title><content type='html'>So sad for the lupton people. they kena chicken pox attack. somemore graduation day so near for them d. today went over their place and make porridge. not that nice la. not like ah ma's style. me miss ah ma's porridge. i use to not really fansy them when im in Penang. Now that im away and have to make porridge for people who are sick. i realised how hard it takes for my ah ma to make her porridge so tasy and still healthy for the healthy and sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same story again. Most of my day have been spending by working in burgerking. Really long hours. but its worth it. u earn hundreds a week who wont want right? haha.i finally got a weekend off. just friday and saturday ish... now im applying for sunday too. so *Grins* i can see the angel of North!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just watched the final world cup with Roy. A very good match indeed. I really feel for Zidane. Really really feel for him. He didnt even go up to take the runner up medal. I really have the highest respect for him as a player.  He will till be my world cup player. He inspire a lousy sure to lose wan france team until all the way to the finals. its like he literally carried the whole game on his shoulders. Well....i do feel for France honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow is andrea's birthday. and nobody is around to celebrate her bday. susah hor. me still plannin what to do. Shes a super timid gurl. what does a timid gurl likes? haha. Roy and pf still down with chicken pox. Adrea was there on my bday and really make the time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that...somebody's birthday is coming up super soon. *smiles* so many birthdays this month. so far for the past three weeks i have already celebrated four birthdays d. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... my days in leeds are gettin less and less very fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115248759970669109?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115248759970669109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115248759970669109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115248759970669109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115248759970669109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/07/chicken-pox-attack.html' title='Chicken Pox attack!'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-115231332190963179</id><published>2006-07-07T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T16:02:01.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>will miss Leeds so much</title><content type='html'>I just came back from sucha a fun and memorable time( every outing is always memorable) with my cg friends. We went out dinner at lucky dragon. and the food that vincent ordered.is mamia fabulous.crazy china-canto food man. And then we went to play bowling. played only one game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan called me too. he is back in uk dee! Superman. haha. man can just talk so much nonsense with him on the phone. i plan to go to london too. Cant wait cant wait. Newcastle then London...and Home!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i ahve more time here man. theres just so much i think i have to experience and learn here. But i guess...time is nearing everyday. Actually i myself dont know what im talkin  now. guess i will miss my life in Leeds just too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115231332190963179?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115231332190963179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115231332190963179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115231332190963179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115231332190963179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/07/will-miss-leeds-so-much.html' title='will miss Leeds so much'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-115226758232192502</id><published>2006-07-07T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T03:19:42.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>I better update.And my days of leeds is gettin shorter every day. i don;t wanna leave this place man. Theres so much which i will miss about here. The church here is great. Really feel family here.People like vincent, julee, jean, lao pan wee leon, all have been a superb family from home to me.We still have prayer meetings on everyday at parkinson steps. i remember my third day at leeds. i got a message from julee ya. askin me to join them for prayer meeting at parki. didnt know they have it everyday.  I'm still am very amazed at how consistent this prayer meetings are. It is still running now daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, update on me. Yesterday, after prayer meeting. i helped jean and kishan by being their subject for their OSCE. At first i was super freak out...thought they will poke needles into me or i have to striped. But it turn really interesting. No needles or stripping. Didnt know just by tapping on my chest with their hands they can locate the position of my liver and know the condition. dunno how to describe leh.but damn cool leh. Joj do you all have to do OSCE? the medics have to do it in their 4th year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we are goin for bowling! The price is reasonable. definately cheaper then dinners. Besides that, i have working working everyday at burgerking. i got super banyak shifts now wei. Very tiring sometimes. and pressure sikit. esspecially when im assigned to whooper or ham site alone. its not easy man. cos they orders keep on coming in very quick.and im always like have to do the chase the clock. Which is somethin not very nice for the manager. i must be ahead of the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. besides nothing really much lo. I'm just enjoyin the most of leeds for now. Hopefully i can go to newcastle next week. If the schedule for next week is tight. i will definately go. even if it is for just tow or three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la. i have to go now.. Its whooper time. This year world cup is so sien. all my favs. out terribly. Its weird watching the world cup final when both of the teams.are the teams which u hate the most in the world cup campaign. i never like france and lagi never like italy. Both have lansi faces in their teams. Except zidane. He certainly a world cup player man. i would pick him for man of the world cup.haha. if such a thing exist lolx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115226758232192502?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115226758232192502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115226758232192502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115226758232192502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115226758232192502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/07/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-115171171975789058</id><published>2006-06-30T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T16:55:19.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flat G2.13</title><content type='html'>i have moved to my new flat. its no longer Room L3.12. now its room G2.13. really thank God for the many friends that helped me to moved my stuff to the new flat.it saves me from making many trips up and down the stairs.i have housemates but u know what?!?!?1 i havent seen them yet! i intentionally have a sandwich in the kitchen hoping that i can bumb to one of them. but no. nobody.no bumbs. how i know i have housemates? i can hear footsteps sometimes. and yea...from the out my apartment i see the rooms near me . they are all occupied. and man...the kitchen is a serious mess. meaning...im with ang mo housemates. pizzas pieces everywhere still some gsrlic bread on the flloor. thank God no cigarartee butts. at least i know this flat is smoking free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that. i have been catching up with andrew and some friends. andrew left two days ago. cant believe i wont be seeing him until graduation day. Vincent is a great Cg leader. u know in just 10days i had three good dinners. eat a nice restaraunts. italaian, one dimsum restaraunt and another casamia, a spanish restaraunt. and they are all treats. im so bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoyin eveyr bit of leeds here. and yea... truely the best things in life is free. i have learn that lots with my tight budget. england is playin tommorow! and i willbe working then. die man. sure super packed one burgerking aafter and before the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have learned lots by my cg leader's example. been reading the book of amos. julee's cell have a bible study on it. i decided to read more about it.and understand the book better.&lt;br /&gt;besides that...im counting down for pirates of carribean. its just two weeks away! wohhoo!~!. seeya peeps.God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115171171975789058?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115171171975789058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115171171975789058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115171171975789058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115171171975789058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/06/flat-g213.html' title='Flat G2.13'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-115114921319279215</id><published>2006-06-24T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:03:34.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1,2 &amp; 3 in Paris: Disneyland Paris</title><content type='html'>i actually intended to blog about this paris trip for a very long time d. just that...ever since i came back. i have been catching up with friends. doing fun stuff. getting into the world cup fever and all. that i actually take my time slowly updating this entry. i was in paris from 7-15of june.&lt;br /&gt;it was a well plan trip.and not a single day is wasted. and did my homework in preparing for places to visit and stay before i go to paris. oh ya, pris taught me some french before i went to paris. i get to use french lots in paris. its not that hard to pick up some of the basics of the language when u surrounded by all who speaks french. i also notice that when we try to speak in french. the locals are a lot more friendlier and nice. anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the first thre days of paris. we stayed at a hotel somewhere near marne la vallee ( disneyland ). its my childhood dream to always come to disneyland someday. i basically grew up in the generation where i see mickey mouse and donald duck starin on our local tvs. I remember too when i was small. Timothy teoh would be so nice and never fail to get for me a nice souvenier from disneyland. it makes me wish im in disneyland someday too. i will allow the pictures to speak for my first three days in paris ok.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 the sleeping beauty castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to infinity and beyond. buzz lightyear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0769.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shes sweet, pretty, READS,not a bimbo, brave, loves kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She sees the beauty of not only a beast. But she made a beastly heart become a gentle heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and guess who is the lucky guy that get to take picture with her? haha. oo oo Ben lolx! terrible sun.make me screen my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; M.I.C.K.E.Y M.O.U.S.E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MICKEY MOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Queen of narnia went backstage to do her makeup. and notty me fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good mornign disneyland parade at universal studios. disney characters roaming freely around. acting how it is like if they do come to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everybody's happy. Bonjour Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Audition to be the 6th member of The Incredibles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one YAWNS rollercoaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;alice 'scurious labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haunted mansion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; isnt it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pictures from The Legend of the Lion King show at Videopolis- Discoveryland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more pictures. the videos are nicer. just love the musical man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Tarzan Encounter at The Chaparral Theater - Frontierlands. the acrobats in this musical are awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; even the tarzan looks just like the movie tarzan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Disney Parade. Snow white's float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Little mermaid float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alladin Float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mary Poppins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dumbo Float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more parade pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0898.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Big thunder mountain rollercoaster. the que is mega long. i had to que for one hour for this 5minute ride i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Disneyland bus we travel by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a new hero arises.Chicken little. so long Disney land Paris. i fullfilled one of my childhood dream. truely am bless and memorable. Thank you so much God. for cartoons that entertain me when im a little boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115114921319279215?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115114921319279215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115114921319279215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115114921319279215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115114921319279215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-12-3-in-paris-disneyland-paris.html' title='Day 1,2 &amp; 3 in Paris: Disneyland Paris'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-115111110338903732</id><published>2006-06-23T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:23:30.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 in Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;on day4. we went to stay at the city of paris. enuff of the kiddyness of disneyland. we wanna taste something more aldut of paris. The first place we visit after checking into the hotel. is the Opera Garnier. its located super near to La Fayette. i like La Fayette. will blog further on the other days in paris. well so erm. after that we went to visit Palais Royal. and then to notre dame.after notre dame to the Arc De Triomphe Etoile.where we went to the top of the Arc to see Champs elysees street. i like this part the most of the day. we spend about 2hours on top. to experience both the night and day of the top of the Arc.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some pictures within the Opera Garnier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010006.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful hor??!?!?! what a crazy place. sucha beautiful lights and interior design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; random picture in the opera garnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blur picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Palais Royal. where sat down there to chill. and had our french bread lunch and jambons we bought from a grovery store near our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice sponge bob square pants shady tress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Palais Royal agaian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notre Dame. Bells bells bells of notre dame.Notre Dame is a church in paris. well i dont really know much history of it. but i know something where the priest will get to go thro the middle door of the notre dame once only every five years. the middle door is only open once every five years. other then that..i will hav to look at the brochure what it says of notre dame. but nah to lazy to blgo all this here right? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice windows in the notre dame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on a sunday service. what a coincidence we are there on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; more window pictures. arent they pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Arc De Triomphe Etoile. magnificent building. and the sun was setting by the time we reach there. nice yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the scary spiral stairs to the top of the Arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The World famous Champs Elysees Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is not champs elysee street. see the difference? hehe well this Arc is actually in the middle of a mega big busy round-about which connects to 13 main roads (not including the little roads yet).i video around the whole arc. its indescriable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; night is fallin soon. we can see eiffel not far from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Champs elysees at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Arc at night. beautiful isnt it? took so many many million photos on day 4. one day when im back in malaysia , and u are chilling at my room. will show ya the 2giggs load of paris pictures okays.grins. Day 4 over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115111110338903732?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115111110338903732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115111110338903732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115111110338903732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115111110338903732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-4-in-paris.html' title='Day 4 in Paris'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-115050368791276618</id><published>2006-06-16T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:55:50.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 &amp; Day 5 in Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;on day 5 we spend a most of the  day at chateau de versailles.and the remaining at Orsay Museum. on day 6 we spend the whole day at Du Lourve Museum. at night we walked on along the siene river. its nice. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a view from inside of the chaetue versailles to the outside of the garden. nice right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i realised i didnt explain to you guys much about the chateau of versailles. well basically. we didnt just visit the chateau but the whole estate of versailles. is kinda impossible to visit the whole place unless we are staying there for one day. we covered i guess about 50% of the places we shud go there. the Estate of Versailles is divided to two parts. which is the palace area and the garden of Versailles.King Louis XIII and XIV live at this place. it contains a lot of French art. This place actually makes me gasp in awe of how rich this kings are. and make me couldnt possibly imagine how rich Solomon could be. since the bible mention that he is the richest king in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just look at the size of this picture behind me. i think this picture is about the French Revolution. im terrible in history so haha. i dowanna but in any error info of Frnech history. pai seh betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some photo from the garden of Versailles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; picture from the entrance of Or Say museum. lotsa naked people... i mean statues in this museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; random picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this picture is familiar and famous. but me forgot the name/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="246" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010196.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wopes terbalik.another random photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ben on his mission in breaking the da vinci code. lolx. Musee Du Lourve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the park at Jardin Des Tulleries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; same picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;taken from the top of orsay musem.seine river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; clone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;clone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another picture.but not clone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Napolean's apartment. wat a super rich man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Code Hammurabi. u remember ur sejarah form 4?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Napolean's dining table. rich idiot.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aphrodite,aka Venus de Milo. the God of Love. theres a significant story of her. the God of Love. a farmer found her statute at his farm. and since then it has traveld thro world wars and places. till now it is standing in the Lourve. nobody knows wat the two missing arms might be doing. some say that one of the arm might be holding an apple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Winged Victory of Samothrace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Psyche and Cupid ( A.Canova)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spend the whole super day at the lourve museum. visited all four levels. well the ground floor we didnt really visit cos we arent interested in eygpt stuff. all rocks only. lolx. the best part of the visit i guess would be the mona lisa painting. it was so crowded there. the picture isnt big. just like a A5 paper size. really small. The picture is freaky to me. and its true ma. i notice that if i cover half of the picture. half of the lady monalisa is big than the other half. and at eveyr angle i stand or sit. monalisa's eyes is like looking at me and smilling. double freaky. no wonder this painting so world wide famous. They are many other paintings which i like i couldnt take apicture of. i guess it is because the musee impose such restrictions for security reasons. the Lourve musem is really a memorable visit. I'm very bless to see such arts. and a person like me to begin to apprciate art more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinner ate somewher along Seine River.my appetizers we had escargots.i love them. the sauce is awesome too. they go well with the french bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; escargots = garden snails. fresh and yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;To end the final day 6 at Paris. walkin along the seine river at night is awesome. the weather is perfect. not too cold. not too hot. wonder summer weather. and the atmosphere here is lively. u can see lotsa couples here and see people dancing. drinking.etc.Paris is gorgeous. ur perfect honeymoon place. lolx. end of day 5 and 6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115050368791276618?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115050368791276618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115050368791276618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115050368791276618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115050368791276618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-6-day-5-in-paris.html' title='Day 6 &amp; Day 5 in Paris'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-115049961971492770</id><published>2006-06-16T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T18:18:06.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 &amp; Day 8 In Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yea. by day 7. we had enuff of the museums and admiring french art. we decide to taste modern french. the fashions of french. french cheese. french ham., french girls(lolx).French fashion and french lifestyle. pretty much in this two days we went to shopping places like Lafayette and the Shopping places along Champs Elysees and the streets nearby. we had some nice wine and beer in the evenign too. on the 7th day we went to eiffel tower too. we sat at the park under eiffel tower at some picnic food.enjoyin the view and atmosphere. talkin about enjoyin view and atmopshere. i forgotten to mention that i spend lepak time at luxembourg garden too. on the final nigth in paris. we sat on a boat down seine river. paris is just simply gorgeous at night. again we see the many ppl along the river. dancing. drinking. and chilling. wat a wonderful place. people wave at the boat too. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photo along champs elysees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the biggest cosmetic and perfume shop i have ever seen in my life. Sephora. i just went in for a while cos siawwan told me. its her heaven in paris. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LV. Louis Vitton. i have a special story on this. ask me. i will tell ya. i earned 40euros that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eiffel tower at the foot on the day. This picture is taken from where we are havin our picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; picrture of eiffel tower again, from under a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *wang lee hom's forever love*Paris is just damn romantic man. i see couples loving and holding hands every where. Very ideal place for honeymoon.Mum and Dad. have plans of coming here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; night is slowly coming in. a picture of eiffel tower from the boat im sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i sat on this boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aye aye captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lourve musem at night from seine river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;notre dame from seine river&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some random picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; darn.its too dark. well if u see closely enuff u can see people sitting by the river. the whole stracth of seine river is filled with people sitting down and chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1361.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1361.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eiffel tower is just so beautiiiiifulll at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Paris is gorgeous. i dunno how many times i have say this. I'm just way too bless to be here. to be able to share part of my summer holiday in such a place as this. everything is planned well. the best 8days holidays i had in a LONG time. the budget for my trip is really cheap. and reasonable. we did eveything on our own and online. i really Thank God for this holiday. im really bless. Thank you Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;end of the Paris trip entries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well i know this is not the best. i wish to share with you personally more of the paris holiday. i cant wait when i get back home and show all of you the  2giggs worth of pictures and videos i took during those eight days.God Bless. have a great week ahead. Spain's out. now i dunno who to support d. england? oh gosh. they are so boring in their last match. that half of the people in millineum square left during halfttime.Well. now just enjoy the world cup. a world cup without any fav team in the quatered finals. the closeest to a fav team for me is England. Come on England. play some interesting football please.and oh i got my FINALS results today.Praise God i make it. im very happy with my results. all glory to God again. shall blog on it more nexttime. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-115049961971492770?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/115049961971492770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=115049961971492770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115049961971492770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/115049961971492770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-7-day-8-in-paris.html' title='Day 7 &amp; Day 8 In Paris'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114963592832037393</id><published>2006-06-06T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T16:18:48.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer holidays photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tommorow im off to paris! did my homework. plan well the places im goin to visit.  Will be spending a sweet 1week there! cant wait. the holidays is just great. before leavin to paris. i just thought of posting some pictures for you all to enjoy while im away. this pictures are all taken since the day i finish my exam (1st of june) till yesterday.so yea. enjoy.Pray for my safety too and a great holidays.thanks a lot.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its summer, everybody is at the park.chilling.bbqing.sun basking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wefound a quiet spot for our bbq. this is the least crowd place we can find on that saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; michelle's dog dont like the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roy is not too happy with the erm operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sausages,chicken wings,mushrooms,potatoes, and did i forget to tell you we have Marshmellows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; May being May. Shes the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; random group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010510.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010510.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and cg leader vincent after cg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010503.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010503.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yea. heres where we chill outside of the library. this picture is taken in parkinson court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010522.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010522.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mari mari satay satay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is part of RoundHay Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010516.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010516.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some infrastructure , aimee posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010510.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010510.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ungkey and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010507.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010507.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; RoundHay Pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they make me take this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doleene ( dunno her cina name),siying,kasendra,adelene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010500.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010500.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another picture taken in roundhay park lawnball field&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010504.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010504.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its only 5days of summer holidays. whats more instal for the rest of the summer God?Thank You Lord. Blessed be Your Name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114963592832037393?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114963592832037393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114963592832037393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114963592832037393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114963592832037393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer-holidays-photos.html' title='Summer holidays photos'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-114941624457725374</id><published>2006-06-04T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T03:17:24.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer holidays</title><content type='html'>this entry is a cut and paste entry which i have emailed to some of my friends. i didnt want to write everythin all over again so yea. this entry is written in an email form to my friends of then"Bling Bling Chain Mail"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i dont have photos in this entry yet. i left my camera at siawwan's place lastnight, havent upload a single picture yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a little emo day, cos two of my housemates linda and gavin have left to their hometowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. enjoy this entry. will upload pictures tommorow =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is everybody doing? My holidays is best best best.Everyday play like crazy. the day my exam over, have been lotsa fun all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly on the afternnoon after exams(thusday), me and my housemates had bbq at hyde park. they park is full with people alreayd then. and yea... met other friends from the christian union there. we played risbee and all. and lotsa animals running everywhere. peole throwing frisbee everywhere. its like a beach full with people just that its at a field with the girls wearing beach attire( bikinis la).ya couldnt imagine...very weird but it is like that here =). then later in that evening, my cg leader, vincent took me and max and lizzie out for a dinner at Roundhay Fox. hmm.. i told lots about it last email so yea. haha wouldn't elaborate much on that.&lt;br /&gt;the next day, i pick up my friends from newcastle at the train station at 7am in the morning. brought them back to my place and straight away go out d. i took them roundhay park. its nice in the morning too. sunny day. row boats. the park is just super big and the mansions they have there is huge! lotsa big foundations and little castles.hehe ii only discover this part of leeds when an English friend of mine,Mike, took me and two other friends there. haha.after the roundhay trip. i took them to the city center, where we bought the food for bbq. after buying the stuff. i took them to the uni for a little tour. but it was a bad idea cos have to walk around the campus carrying quite a heavy grocery. anyways, they took photos everywhere. its like every few metres we walk they will take another 50photos. we had bbq at 3pm.roy, siawwan and the lupton gurls join us. was fun cos the crowd in hyde park is even bigger than friday.and we celebrated valerie's birthday there too.hehe. After the bbq we went to watch Xmen3! i love it. heyya did u all know that if u stay back longer till all the credits of th show is over, they show a scene where...prof charles.... haha wont tell ya. go watch it yourself.well yea. after the movie..all of us dead dog tired. We reach back to my house after the movie. i have a little headache. headache of wondering how to cram in 4gurls in my room. and me and ungkey where to sleep somemore tak tahu. cos my hosuemates also had friends stayin over on the same night. gavin and linda had friends stayin with them alos on that night. so u see. our house is just fitted nicely for 5people ended up, 15people stayin on that night. anyways, the 4guls took my room.and me and ungkey slept in priscilla's room on the floor. it was a super fun day. hmm will upload some pictures to show u all about it.&lt;br /&gt;well then the next day, we wake up early cos my friends hav to catch the train at 11am. bid farewell to them at the train station. will see them when i go to newcastle in july i guess.&lt;br /&gt;after snding them off, i went back home , have a quick lunch n rest. then we straight to church at 2pm. the york fellowship people is at leeds. and we are meeting at church. so a fun day too. cos i havent sen them for a very looooooong time..since my exams preparation. played lotsa games again, fellowship, etc =).after that at around 7pm i got back home. cook my famous fried chicken which i learn from malaysianbest.net hehe. and brought my dish to siawwan's place for dinner. we had a little potluck. its been a while we havent gather together and eat. roy is sick on that day.haha. i think its because of the rabbit i bbq on friday. yeap i bbq-ed a rabbit.they sell rabbit's meat for 2pounds in the market, and bought it for the bbq then.sorry gurls if u are reading this. just ignore this part.so yea... we had dinner. talk talk. siawwan and gang planned their barcelona trip. was tempted to join their trip. but nah, wanna save the cash for a luxurious living in kl and their trip is just too close to the date when i come back from paris.&lt;br /&gt;so..hmm that is just a brief of what have been happenin to me for the past three days. will update u guys more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114941624457725374?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114941624457725374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114941624457725374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114941624457725374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114941624457725374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer-holidays.html' title='Summer holidays'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114911750138683666</id><published>2006-05-31T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T16:18:21.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John 14:1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IDMC%20London%20and%20MEC%20039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IDMC%20London%20and%20MEC%20039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;John 14:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do Not let your hearts be troubled, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;trust in God. Trust in Me&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114911750138683666?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114911750138683666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114911750138683666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114911750138683666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114911750138683666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/05/john-141.html' title='John 14:1'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-114772839367903041</id><published>2006-05-15T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T14:26:33.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 'Final'ly</title><content type='html'>Tommorow is finals! it is here it is here. Never thought i will ever make it through this far. Am i stress up? honestly. a little tiny bit. but a giant biggie bit is excited that the end is near. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow equity and trust! i memorized the most for this. spend the most time on this friggin subject. So technical!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is well with my soul. Tommorow is finals and i still can't believe it.what happens after finals? it will just bring a step closer to my end here in leeds. which means the final chapters of this blog will come to end soon. yeap this blog is meant for to chronicle my life in leeds. if im no longer in leeds. it ends here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, still got few more months to come to such conclusions haha. tommorow is finals!!! i dunno how many times im repeating...but yea...its finals. the real one. the one where my honors counts. the one which determines if i deserve to wear the robes of leeds uni grad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before goin off. i  have this picture in my mind. actually its a t-shirt which samuel always wear in inti. with super XXL fonts on it! it says : When i Can't Cope. Jesus Offers Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord You have given hope to this hopeless Ben. Thank You so much Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gtg sleep now and wakey early for one more round to refresh...before exam. argh i hate morning exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114772839367903041?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114772839367903041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114772839367903041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114772839367903041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114772839367903041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-finally.html' title='My &apos;Final&apos;ly'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-114721169749896855</id><published>2006-05-09T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T23:44:52.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boob Squad and Bouncy castles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_4180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_4180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Im in the bouncy castle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_4183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_4183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;bounce boune bounce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_4185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_4185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Women gladiators&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_4165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_4165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;i lost to linda! embarrasing i know. i can't stand properly on the platform &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_4163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_4163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is just right before i falldown and hear everybody cheering for linda &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the emo ness in me has arrive. haha . actually not emo-ness. just thinking of wonderful the blessings God have given past present and future. one of the bestest blessings God has always bless me with is -Friends! When i was in inti last two years. i felt really awkward being one of the four only guys in the class. in the second year it went worse. two of my close classmate guy friends left and hav to repeat a sem. leavin me alone. but that time i didnt felt so bad d. cos one year in class already. anyways. i decided to hav a break from lookin at all the boring books today and blog a little about my good good classmates in inti. Being the only guy in most of their outings and lepak times, is super awkward. its no fun thing. trust me. the unnecessary stares, etc. But after a while, didnt really care about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below here this photo is a photo of the four gurls that make my life crazy. they are insane. totally insane. they sing wherever they go. they scream at anything. they was even once they did the worst prank ever, by putting baby pillows under their shirts and ask me to walk out with them at night at inti. The sight of a guy with three gurls with large pregnant belly attracts UNNECESSARY stares and attention. haha. but it was a memorable night for me. They are also my kaki joggers. well , they only join in after i jog till i wanna die. they help me lots in my studies. they are the four brightest students in my class. their results unbelievable and their study life is even more unbelievable. it makes me believe in the existence of geniuses who dont need to study and paying attention in class is enuff.They also care for their friends really well, i remember them takin me out with them lepaking at kl city when im down and feelin emo.they know what happen to me most of the time. and they support the most in helpin me recover from a silly wound of my foolishness. Siawwan,lin, navee and jo. now they are all over england in different unis. different plans. i will never forget God's blessed friendship i have with them. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN6986.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN6986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh and this photo below is inti official llb 2005 batch. i take up the most space in this picture.lol. they use this paper for the Star Education newspaper center page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSCN7520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSCN7520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again another picture of all us , on law farewell night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, lupton have this carnival called lupton fun day. it is in the lupton campus. we have bouncy castles, gladiator stuff, discos at night, and picnics everywhere. and food!!! yes free food! and ice cream on this hot and sunny weather.i didnt spend much time enjoyin all they provide today. i only sacrifice 3hours of my time today for it. It was fun. a great way of de-stressing. its spring do you expect. everyday the people in lupton just have fun fun fun even though exams is next week. haha actually can say 90% of its residents are freshers. and freshers to me are like a whole different breed of humans. Freshers = XXL Party Animals and Booze-Consumers. yawns. i wanna sleep now. i have been sleeping at 10pm the most everyday and wakin up at 5-6am everyday. i love this habit. i feel so fullfilled everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i leave you guys with some pictures of lupton fun day( its at the top) dunno why they dont appear right below here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114721169749896855?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114721169749896855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114721169749896855' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114721169749896855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114721169749896855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/05/boob-squad-and-bouncy-castles.html' title='Boob Squad and Bouncy castles'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-114687697915217943</id><published>2006-05-05T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T17:56:19.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can never multitask</title><content type='html'>Arggghhhh.....im am sooooooooooooooooooo frus!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said yes to my friend last week for a road trip to lake district from 10-16th june. and i forgotten that im goin to paris from 7-14of june! argghh...clash! and now only i know. so teruk so terul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent done any flight booking yet&lt;br /&gt;i havent done any accomodation /househunting yet&lt;br /&gt;i havent done any job searching yet&lt;br /&gt;i havent decide/or have a rough plan of what i want to do after graduation yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant do any of those things, better yet cant afford to think of them. if i do. my studies concetration will go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: Ben CAN'T multitask when exams is near. Ben can't do any other thinking besides studying thinking when exam is near. Ben is a sucker in decision-making or evaluating when exam is near.Im a pure masculine male breed who cant multitask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* actually i know that many years ago. i just feel frus. that i made the same mistake again.feel frus that i cant go to lake district , ish , so much of all the hype, i hate temporary hypes, really really potong steam.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114687697915217943?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114687697915217943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114687697915217943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114687697915217943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114687697915217943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-can-never-multitask.html' title='I can never multitask'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-114662111524953674</id><published>2006-05-02T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T18:56:05.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiritual biscuit</title><content type='html'>i have just submitted my dissertation today. it is so thick. im amazed at my own work actually. i have never produced such a thick written work before in my life.50 pages! i hate writting. i never enjoy writting. But as the years went by, i grew to like it and realised how wonderful your work can be when u have complete it with such long research ( a years long). i have submitted two assignments and a dissertation. all complete. whats left now is just pure studying. God is so good. he is faithful to me in my study time. He gives me the peace i need. He gives me the understanding when im so despreate. He give me the company i need when im just all tired. He gives me the open doors to share even in crucial exams times as this. He provided a great spiritual family to keep me accountable. He provide a goodhousemate pris who cooks nice meals. He guides me in whats important for exams. He provides the strenght i need to carry on. he extent the time which i need to complete my days revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i woke up this morning. i breathed. i dont have to think twice whether there was oxygen. I cant see oxygen or even smell it. But i know its there. Sometimes i feel Jesus is like the oxygen i breathe. He is there always. i dont have to think twice if he is there or not. though i dont see Him my physical eyes. i know He is there. the same way i know oxygen is there. Besides that Jesus is like oxygen. It's not just nice to have Him in my life, he's essential in my life. He is life. Whether others accept it or not. it is still truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im always ask by anybody how i know God is here. how i know God is in our midst. my illustration would be the oxygen illustration. i was reminded of this again when i found out that the author of the book "taming the tiger", tony anthony had the same oxygen illustration too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how i feel God is in my study time alone in the quiet lupton kitchen. He is around. i dont see Him but i know he is watching me studying. probably leaving every priority he has to do in heaven aside so that He can just be with me. To give me the peace and support i need in my studying time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day&lt;/em&gt;. 2 Corinthians 4:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnt God's word amazing? though outwardly im wasting away. wasting away from the lack of sleep and the many readings squeezed into my head. inwardly im being renewed everyday. woh. i guess that explains the msytery why i keep going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord. for ever being so true in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda's sick yday night. she was puking and all. i was given the opportunity to share Gods love. the feeling is really wonderful. She havent heard of panadol before.lol. i think panadol shall be a malaysian thing. she felt better the today and compliment that the panadol brought quicker healing than the painkiller she took the whole afternnoon. But in my mind i know its the prayer, that God heard. Praise God that shes better. and most importantly for the open opportunity before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays message was about the beautitudes. Blessed are the merciful for they will be shown mercy. thak you God for u r so merciful so many times. no matter how many times i ask for ur mercy. your mercy is always there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114662111524953674?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114662111524953674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114662111524953674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114662111524953674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114662111524953674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/05/spiritual-biscuit.html' title='Spiritual biscuit'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114617838979278532</id><published>2006-04-27T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T15:53:10.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?</title><content type='html'>22Then Jesus said to his disciples: "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. 23Life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. 24Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; 25Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote b" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=49&amp;chapter=12&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-25477b"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;]?&lt;/span&gt; 26Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27"Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 28If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith! 29And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. 30For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. 31But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;32"Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom.&lt;/span&gt; 33Sell your possessions and give to the poor. Provide purses for yourselves that will not wear out, a treasure in heaven that will not be exhausted, where no thief comes near and no moth destroys. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;34For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week have been a fruitful and also very tiring week for me. just like the weeks before the NEEC. is filled with study time and time living in abundance. i sometimes feel i am over strainning myself. I fear lots. felt very lost. felt very stupid. im so slow in understanding text-es. and trying out as many ways as i can to figure out a way to handle a particular law subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really thank God. for the good weather and the season we are in now. Spring! the sun is bright. sunny. the weather is much warmer now. many people around smilling. Spring here in lupton is very different. i had the chance to spend a great bbq picnic time with my cg friends in lupton. catching up with their lifes and how they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best moments of the week is prayer meetings time.Theres so much i have to cover , so much i need to study still. but yet still, somehow God will always place a great peace in me, whenever in prayer meeting. it is in prayer meeting, i can just let it all out and not be a hypocrite before my closest leeds friends to help me spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, im sick with a terrible headache/fever. a slight fever. the head hurts. im suppose to read equity and trust today but i couldn't. i havent touch this subject in like a month! im so rusty in it. and the fianls for it is just 3weeks from now. Honestly im over-whelmed with worry. but what luke 12 says:&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;25Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="See footnote b" href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?book_id=49&amp;chapter=12&amp;amp;version=31#fen-NIV-25477b"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;]? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Luke 12 has always been a favourite for me,esspecially during my exams. God's word is so comforting in this time when i need Him most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i actually dont really know how to blog all of this out. But i know that this time is really stressful. im actually the least stress among all my other classmates. my other classmates, wa lao their faces like zombie. the pressure is there. im keeping my focus. i can do all things thro Christ who strengthens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, Help me Lord. You know me from the inside out. Guide me Lord, in this time when i feel all is lost. Help me Lord to understand and to always find rest in you. Heal me Lord, keep in good health both spiritually and physically. I love you Lord and doing this to please you only, not the applause of a million.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114617838979278532?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114617838979278532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114617838979278532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114617838979278532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114617838979278532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/04/who-of-you-by-worrying-can-add-single.html' title='Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114592739598413775</id><published>2006-04-24T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T18:09:56.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEEC: Sacrifice Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010537.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    &lt;em&gt;Up on the hill, the sun shines, God's people in the full armor marching down to take the promise land..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010524.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;a very high and scary hill we hike up.but was great fun...esspecially when we see some people tumbling down..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/CIMG1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/CIMG1854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; leeds group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/CIMG1834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/CIMG1834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sharon in front of the caravan. ugly hor.i meant the caravan.haha wait till u see wats inside that box like caravan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a supersize living room, with fireplce somemore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010539.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010539.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and lotssa space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/CIMG1833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/CIMG1833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Chia's fet. believe it? 8cup noodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NEEc camp is great. a greta place to relax. and just allow God to feed ya like sheep. the camp is in Wales. nice place. lotsa people there man. met a lot of old friends there and new ones too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the greatest part of the camp is the speakers there, namely joel edwards, and tony anthony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;am very encourge by this two speakers. and also the experience of worshipping God with the many different fellowships all over england. i could never forget uncle mike's 'special' worship lead style.hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm. i dunno how to write more leh. i have learn lots. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess, as im bloggin this im in a super studying mood now. kinda hard to just chill and blog relax-ly. pray for me. finals in 3 weeks time! so fast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the kitchen is my second home now, hehe not only because of the food there, but because its quiet.perfect for studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh well, i got to go now. will blog better nexttime.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114592739598413775?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114592739598413775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114592739598413775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114592739598413775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114592739598413775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/04/neec-sacrifice-me.html' title='NEEC: Sacrifice Me!'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114520908519687063</id><published>2006-04-16T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T10:38:05.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010548.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010548.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thumbs up NEEC here we come....&lt;/em&gt;                                                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorows is NEEC ! NEEC i here. oh gosh.im so excited. i feel like a little Ben in form two looking forward for the next youth camp. haha.&lt;br /&gt;my day today is so so so so fun. had lunch with william before goin to church. william cooked shrimps. yummy!!! hahaha. and u know what? haha. williams a grand dad d! hahaha. his hamsters gave birth today.haha. he was about to throw them a week ago. haha. but he kept them in the end. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i played frisbee again today with mike and samantha. love the sun. love the sun. im gonna soak up the sun.Cant wait for tommorow.NEEC! cant wait cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;and vincent is back! he just called. and theres a chicken rice treat coming up. beh tahan liou.air liur keluar.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114520908519687063?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114520908519687063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114520908519687063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114520908519687063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114520908519687063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/04/thumbs-up-neec-here-we-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114496387619818910</id><published>2006-04-13T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T16:49:42.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies im mr. evil I have come to lie, steal and destroy. So everyone! hands up ,nobody moves. not even a fart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I havent been updating for a while. i dont even know where to start. hmm.. for starters let me tell you all a story ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got robbed in burgrking 2 weeks ago. It wasnt a serious one. i'm still alive. no harm, everybody is safe. except for my poor wallet. sobs. my poor poor bonia wallet. i only had her for 6months and now shes stolen by evil man in england. Mr. evil man why u so mean, even when the wallet is empty no cash. why wanna take still?!? dont u know i can just cancel my credit card anytime once i go to the bank. no use u taking all my debit and credit cards also. now FSA (Financial Services Authority) have impose an obligation for the banks to insert PIN protection even to credit cards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Besides the cards in it. i cant see any reason why you mr. evil robber would want to take my handsome pictures in my wallet. and my student card. nobody is gonna believe that you are a student to give you student discounts. showing your card and your face only verifies your identification as a student discount holder in whole of england. havent you read the law? i guess not.but you should, if you wanna know better of the validity of the things u rob besides money. ish. and why o why you wanna take my beloved handphone? even thought it is a pay as you go credit. and the credit is only 1.20pounds. haiyo. cheapcheap lousy nokia also wanna take. ish. u wanna sell to blackmarket as second hand also the most you can make sale of it is 20pounds. that is if you can find some idiot bidder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;man i have so many things to say to that nasty robber. i'm also malang cos..my other collegues at burgerking, who are fulltimers of burgerking, they dont even bring their wallets to work.only handphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm pissed then , not because of the things i lost, but because of the ma fan-ness it cost on me. have to waste my good 11hour working day to go to banks, make reports, answer some questions, make student card and others. Ohya. that robber didnt take my bus pass. What an idiot! the bus pass is a 78pounds bus pass for 4months. he probably is not familiar with the public transport system in leeds. he just threw my bus pass away like as though its crap. when actually hehe.it is the most valuable thing in my wallet. thank God he send some angel to snatch it from his hands or make him gong gong dunno anything about cards. Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;From this robbery i also learned valuable lessons. and it is indeed an experience. at first i was like kinda piissed cos among all the people in leeds , why wanna rob me man. its not like im super rich. its not like i show off my cash to people. its not like i waste my cash on boost duff! But God is good he taught a very important lesson that i need to learn. its no surprise why all this happen on that week too. because on that same week when i got robbed. my laptop minum soup ayam campbell. ya. i accidentally spilled hot cream soup onto my baby laptop. shes only 1 year old..sobs. she went gila for a like the whole week. i was force to go to the uni cluster everyday to do my assignment research and very little online times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i remember on the sunday before the robbery and soup spill incident. i did a financial pledge to God on Sunday and was really challenge in faith to go for NEEC camp. i actually could do many things with that money man. i turned down the FA Cup Semifinal match of liverpool vs chelsea trip in manchester stadium.it will cost me roughly the same amount as the NEEC camp thinggyee. so tempting wei. FA semi final cup wei!!! Thank God he make it easier for me to turn it down because the seats for the FA cup final is the chelsea supporters seats!!!!!! eyeeerrr.. geli betul. i so anti chelsea. and have to sit with the other chelseas supporters. geli betul. and in manchester stadium somemore .wa lau to watch my most hate footie team in the theater of dreams is bad wei. cannot cannot. another thing i could do with that cash. is use it for a longer and syiok euro trip to venice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyway, enuff of what i can do with money, the list will just go on and on. but yea, the robbery sucks lo. just to think when i will honor God in pledge and faith , i expect God to bless indeed, more and QUICK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yes i was right that God will honor those who honors him. But i interpreted them sesat-ly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Firstly,i wanted to be bless MY way. the way i would like to be bless. the way i think i shud be bless.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i wanted to bless quickly. i dont want to wait. i deserve to have priority in my blessing. why should there be any wait? God isnt slow right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;God from that week of robbery and laptop rosak-ness. God taught me a very important lesson. That is to have His way. to let him bless me the way it He knows best. To be patient to receive the greatest abundance from Him.Julee was a great supporter in my faith walk during that whole week. She kept encouraging me with biblical verses and the main teachings in prayer meetings.Also being like a big chea chea checking if theres anything i havent done. That week in cg ,Jean shared about The God who is Just. The God who is Righteous.&lt;br /&gt;Of How God loves righteousness. it is said a billion times in the bible man.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt had mood to go to cg then, cos on that day was the day the robbery happen to me. and i had to do all the ma fan things and re-application and cancellation. Thank God ,Julee gave a call and encourage me to know that God is above all circumstances. And what is my foundation is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;She also said , tonight we are gonna learn about "the God who is Righteous". i was like yea right. i just got rob today and had terrible laptop deficiency incident on the week when i make that pledge, and you want me to hear about the God who is righteous? i felt so like Bruce in Bruce almighty Film. felt silly like wanna tell God all sort of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But in the end, Ben did what He is taught since sunday school. Dont run away from God when you are at your worst. instead, it is all the more i must go to God. so yea, i went to CG that night to learn about the God who is Righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have no regrets man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that meetin and that extra act of obedience. i was bless tremendously by God the following week. haha. now here is the fun fun part of the entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Sam. treated me dinner at Tampopo Restaraunt. it is this super ex. restauaraunt in leeds. where only working people go. the dinner cost us 50pounds! crazy man! pure insane. 25pounds already can eat the best food in chinatown. but 50pounds for a dinner for two is just insane man. Sam. didnt pay. she just use the freedinner for 2 , she won in the massoc ball lucky draw that night. i should have brought my camera man, the food is so so beautiful. too beautiful to eat i must say.&lt;br /&gt;Also in that week, it was roy's birthday. we all did a surprise for him. we sabo-ed him. and i bake my first ever chocolate cake! we have 3cakes that night. one for the birthday. another as a decoy. and the third is to smash roys face with it. haha. its so funny man. if you look at my friend siawwan's friendster. she had the whole video of 'cake smashing' in her front page. hmm.. i dunno how to upload videos into my blog. can anyone teach me.&lt;br /&gt;Also im actually paid extra by burgerking that week. manager sophie wanna compensate for the inconvenience cost. im given the pay of hours which i didnt get to work for. Praise God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;This morning, i woke up so happy. cos i have such a wonderful dream the night i sleep.i dreamt that it is my graduation day. i see so many people and clapping hands for me. the best part is, i see heaven and everything in it witnessing my graduation ceremony. so nice! a dream i totally cant forget.i might sound perasan but its true wei! such priority God gives just to see his children graduate. this gives me all the more the motivation to study and work till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya see. God is so great. he really looks after his children well. he delights when his children lives in righteousness. he delights whenever his children runs to him and not run away from him. What a Just God! isnt he?What great plans he always have for us.Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats pretty much about my past two weeks. lots has happen. My exam finals is exactly 40days from now! The number 40 always have a special meaning in the bible. some say its testing, some say its preparation, some says its transformation, some says its period of change. Well watever it is i have one thing to to say : Aweesooome DUDeeeEeEe!&lt;br /&gt;By the way those of you who know mandarin , go check the traditional chinese character for the word righteous. i found the coolest fact about the traditioanl chinese character for the word righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so looking forward for NEEC camp on monday. i heard that the whole of north england churches will be goin for it. so exciting. and i do need the break man. my nights and holiday have just been crazy crazy study only.i even emailed to some people of my study timetable to keep me accountable on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya. did i mentioned i get to watch online tv now??!?! Linda gave me her online tv cable.haha. but im not using it YET! not now man. finals finals finals.if i just allow myself to watch just an hour of it...man, thats it man, i will just get hooked up to it.i gave it to Pris to lock it up in her room. haha kinda like francis story of him keeping Farah's Sims cd from her so that she can study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless ya friends. next entry will be fill with pictures ya. NEEC pictures. Seeya Sharon! Lets Rawk and Roll....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114496387619818910?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114496387619818910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114496387619818910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114496387619818910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114496387619818910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/04/ladies-im-mr-evil-i-have-come-to-lie.html' title='Ladies im mr. evil I have come to lie, steal and destroy. So everyone! hands up ,nobody moves. not even a fart...'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-114492882917395198</id><published>2006-04-13T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T14:54:35.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still running my last lap.</title><content type='html'>hi&lt;br /&gt;im still alive. i just finish my last assignment yesterday! *Phew*. Now its all purely study time. ohya im goin to NorthEnglandEnglishConference ChurchCamp. wanted to surprise sharon on this ( i know you are reading this sharon) but ish. surprise gone. ish so much of keeping it a secret for months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of my graduation day lastnight. it was awesome. the feeling of graduating with a professional degree. the feeling of wearing the gown. People smilling, lecturers congratulating ya, your england friends all around you.God is there! heaven too! the nerv. haha everything. wat a wonderful dream. God is so wonderful to instil such a wonderful dream lastnight. give me more mtivation to go on. haha. thank you God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update soon ok. so much has happen.So very much has happen.besides the study part.&lt;br /&gt;take care. Lets Rock and roll...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114492882917395198?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114492882917395198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114492882917395198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114492882917395198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114492882917395198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/04/still-running-my-last-lap.html' title='Still running my last lap.'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-114342244849563712</id><published>2006-03-26T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T17:20:48.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the tempreature is 10degrees today!Spring is coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heyya!~~ sien sien of reading my books. decided to post some random pictures of my time in leeds for the past few weeks. enjoy la ya. i caption each photo. behind every photo theres a story to it.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_3500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_3500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Roy playing dead on the snow. when got up, our pants is wet by the cold snow. which defroze because of our hot butts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010494.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010494.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The brarzilian girls doing their brazilian dance. this photo is nothing compared to the many other photos we took that night of the brazilian gurls. and man..i was sitting right in front of them. my table is closest to the stage . just right next to the v.i.p's table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010508.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010508.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben &amp; Max's Unplug.yeap we did an unplug performance , sang world's apart by jars of clay, and "can you fix a broken heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_3669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_3669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hehe. yeap mr massoc and ms massoc , this how it went.we are to make a sketch on how to purpose a girl. this is so embarassing. i dunno who is more embarass, me or siawwan. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the lupton girls in their gowns and dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010526.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010526.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jean and me. Shes the emcee! she rawk! prayer accountability partner too everyday &lt;a href="mailto:6pm@parky"&gt;6pm@parky&lt;/a&gt; steps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010516.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010516.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Houemates and my date:Pris and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/CIMG1301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/CIMG1301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this deco.is man make by our own massoc members. wanna cut budget.they make their own deco for the whole ball night.not bad hor.very creative.the benefits of being a scout i admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010534.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010534.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in chaplaincy. making the human chair chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010544.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010544.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to be a nerd you gotta look like one! LOL.i stoled kenn's wig, wore it walkin around the chaplaincy,siawwan took this photo when i was still hyper with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the easter outreach sketch team. Dr. Kenn as The Boos, Max as the easterbunny, Chrissie as the santa clausie, Stephanie as the thanksgiving turkey cluck cluck. their sketch is great man. and so totally original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "i got heaven inside of me, grace and love, God you have set me free..".haha my fav. church fun song. love the actions. here william and jean demonstarting to the large crowd of young aldults and uni students how to them. You see people , we are never too old to do actions in church songs! Leeds Rawks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010501.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010501.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aishin and jean bids goodbye to all of you and hope to see you again, when ben post more leeds pictures on his blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God Bless you Friends! Happy Mothers Day mum. Love you always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114342244849563712?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114342244849563712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114342244849563712' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114342244849563712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114342244849563712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/03/tempreature-is-10degrees-todayspring.html' title='the tempreature is 10degrees today!Spring is coming!'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-114324551965291814</id><published>2006-03-24T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T16:13:48.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Hope</title><content type='html'>God So Loved the world that he gave his only son..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that currently in singapore the latest statistic revealed that at least there will be one suicide a day in singapore. most of them are students. Well i'm not sure how true this statistic is.Fran maybe u can correct me in this if its less accurate. There's also a well known true story of a hongkong superstar who had everything in the world, fame,looks, money,etc. but still decided to take his life one day by jumping off a building. Even in fiction movies, like star wars episode three.where princess padme, died when she gave birth to luke and leah (correct me in this yuin), i remember clearly from the dialogue make by one of the robotic doctors: we couldn't find the reason why we are losing her. she has nothing wrong. seems like she has lost the will to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once hear a story of a girl who is given 20K pounds for her birthday by her parents and her parents left. the girl all her life live a lonely and purposeless life. the next dsy after her birthday, she commited suicide and left a note saying: You have giving me everything to live with, but you have not given me anything to live for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a week ago Lixi told me about her friend in australia who took her life. for an unknown reason. or even in the infamous inti college many cases of suicides attempts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you might be wonderin whats with ben with all this death stories. well tonight i just cme back from easter outreach by my local church. it was good. and the mesage which is preach. is the mesage of Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Hope. one loses the will to go on. with out hope what is there to live for then? we are all sinners without a hope for us to live eternity cos we deserve it. But thanks to our Lord Jesus , through His sacrifice that we may have again have this hope to live eternity with him. Eternity doesnt mean that after you die u go live in heaven. though that is true, but it is not entirely true.i would call it the "half gospel". living eternity is living from the day jesus came into our hearts and forever. so yea friends, we are living the eternity life NOW as long as jesus is in our hearts.the eternity life..is one which is of abundance, full of joy, full of hope, full of love, to some it all it is full of "his fullness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easter is the time of the year where we often take it lightly. it is not highly as remembered or celebrated as christmas. in christmas we celebrate the birth of baby Jesus in the manger. did ya know that on easter it reminds us of the sacrificial death and fullfillment of that baby jesus came to earth in the first place. His death brought us a hope. why is you say hope leh? death is death d ma. what hoope is there from death? the hope that im sharing here is the hope of an eternity , the hope of covering death and living where we rightly belong.the hope of seeing jesus face to face again. the hope of reuniting our love ones in heavenly realms again. the hope of being redeem righteous in God's sight again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this reflects much of what im goin thro during the week and the weeks coming. exams stress, finals and last months in leeds. what im worried most is actually my studies. my assignments . my dissertations. when i look at my time table and the amount of things i have to do and with the so little time i have. honestly im very afraid. i have never been put in such a strained positioon before in my studies. and i cant possibly screw up now, not here in england! so yea. i was in a spiritual struggle. struggle with dependence,struggle with faith, struggle with trust, struggle with remembering my identity. Praise God he is still faithful despite what happened and how i'm feeling. and yes thro Christ i know i can place my hope in him. Thro Christ i can have a hope when i study so friggin hard every night. and sacrificing so much of my time just for studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have a lot of verses to deal with hope and a lot of biblical reding with the rhema ( meaning season word). God id faithful and great. How great is our God. Sing with me... How great is our God.lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for this week.&lt;br /&gt;1.have been a study freak!&lt;br /&gt;2.went for my last meeting with my dissertation supervisor..it wasnt a good one and just makes me more nervous.&lt;br /&gt;3. went to chinese cg, brought lixi along to hear Gods message&lt;br /&gt;4. Spend great fellowship time with cg friends and vincent&lt;br /&gt;5. how could i possibly forget.. i cooked 5 dinners this week for the girls in lupton. haha. im their chef for the whole week. Well its something i did volunatrily to demonstrate my serve to others.&lt;br /&gt;6. Easter outreach on friday&lt;br /&gt;7. people have been asking..wat am i goin to do for easter holidays..where will i be going?etc. haha and my answer is you know wat? : Parkinson Court, brotherton library, edawrd boyle library. man im sucha meganerd now. nvmd nvmd its my final two months and it will all be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since i started writting this entry, by talkin abt death. im gonna end it the way i have started it. haha.chech u see got format wan my entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee leon shared with me a personal testimony. exactly a year ago somewherre very close to easter, he had to share a message and run a funeral for a friend. his friend is a 29th year old girl.her husband requested wee leon to run the funeral for her.it was one of the toughest message and thing which wee leon have to do. the girl just got married with her husband for a year and the time has come.wee leon shared with that during that time, he shared on the message of hope through Christ Jesus who died on the Christ. He shared with me that when he was preaching the word of God during the funeral service, as he look at the sober crowd, his heart changed to a feeling which is completely 'indescriable', a feeling of 'hope'.when he shared he knew that his friend ( the girl who just passed away) have gone to be with the Lord and is in a better place... because of the hope she had since the day she accepted Jesus into her heart. she has been living eternity since that day. Not on the day she passed this world.wee leon shared with me that the feeling of hope he felt that day , is so indescriable that he actually felt like following his friend to where she going. and cant wait for his time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this might sound like a normal funeral story to you. but heyya theres a history behind this girl. that girl just accepted Christ, just 5years before she passed away. she accepted Christ, in an easter outreach organised by my local church here in leeds. she was the only one. It is then it strucked me, that hey man, even if we organise an outreach just to svae one person, we should go all out for it man and just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i know my readers of this blog comprimise of all different kind of friends and people in my life. i just thought sharing this message of hope to all of you. in christ we can have hope in all things. in christ we can live the eternity live here on earth and forever on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually wished to shared with you my friends of another spiritual giant that has impacted my life during my time in leeds and has gone to be with the Lord. Lord Dr. Michael Chan. &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?view=DETAILS&amp;grid=&amp;amp;xml=/news/2006/01/26/db2603.xml"&gt;http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml?view=DETAILS&amp;grid=&amp;amp;xml=/news/2006/01/26/db2603.xml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his background is too long to be written in this entry. well not too long but i dont want to cause any incovenience to my readers. so up there. is the link to Rev Lord Dr. Michael Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends lets live a life with a hope. i have a hope.Its in Christ! whats your hope?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114324551965291814?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114324551965291814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114324551965291814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114324551965291814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114324551965291814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/03/only-hope.html' title='Only Hope'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-114291310473111563</id><published>2006-03-20T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T19:51:44.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>will i make it to the last leap?</title><content type='html'>"Does anybody hear her, does anybody see..." Casting crowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That song has been singing in my ears the whole day today.&lt;br /&gt;massoc ball is over. lotsa stories. me and max perfomed some unplugs, we sang worlds apart by jars of clay and fixin a broken heart.and ohyea... thank God me and siawwan didnt get crown kings and queen of the ball.gave it away to william and chrissie.i have never done so much for a ball night before in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i decided to give myself a full day rest from anything related to studying. i have been banging on the books everyday man. thank God i did a big chunk of my dissertation already.&lt;br /&gt;i have exactly 2months to my finals. will i make it to the last leap? will my sore tired legs wore me out when im about to reach the finish line? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time really flies. i never think of me graduating law , me in the robes of one of oldest and long established unis of ENGLAND. man. sarah just got her spm results(congrats gurl). i remember i was once in her shoes ,at that time, not sure of what would happen next. Could i make it this far? absolutely no man.Its only God. now that im close to graduating, i feel like a form five who have just receive his results not knowing what lies ahead the future. will i get a job in england? will the bar schools receive my despreate appeal in the clearing stages? Will i be doin clp in kl? Will i be working in some law firm in penang? or maybe Singapore(thanks fran for the contacts)?so many possibilities ahead. But no matter what is ahead of me, i know that again i will come to the place as i am now and reflect back those years of uncertainty and will still say " It is well with my soul"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thursday i'm bringing a china friend, li xi to mandarin cg. im really excited on this. i dont even speak or hear chinese, but just communicate with li xi with my limited words of mandarin i know and simple slow english.its a miracle that God would even open door to break boundary of languages in bringing people to cg or church. i think the only language which i use the most is prayer lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastor kenneth chin ,before the AYA festival, he encouraged me with this words : " Do you know you can do more with our knees? a man can only go on his feet as far as he has gone on his knees".  If im worried i would spend ten minutes just prayin. i would  get more out of it. Recently in my dissertation i found out that parliament's supremacy is not limited now because of its membership of the euro union or the human rights,as what most academics have said, text books too,  but they are mainly limited because of the recognition of the judges who apply the laws which are pass by parliament.  what can stop a judge from not recognising its supremacy? its position in office? yes, he might lose his position in office , but it will not rule out the fact that a damage of a non recognition has been done. this is what i got, when i decided to be broken on my knees and let him 'take my world apart' . i was dry in writting my dissertation, i felt like i am  writting abstracts of what texts and academics have produce. Thank you God for imparting a whole new view of who is the one who is holding parliament supremacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 4am here. have been sleeping like this lots for the past few nights. habit d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my update is so disorganised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. i tried to post some pictures just now, but the uploader seems not to be functioning well.&lt;br /&gt;i will update more and will not do it in the wee morning. Its 4am as im writting this no btw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114291310473111563?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114291310473111563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114291310473111563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114291310473111563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114291310473111563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/03/will-i-make-it-to-last-leap.html' title='will i make it to the last leap?'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114211232398802464</id><published>2006-03-11T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T13:25:24.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4Things</title><content type='html'>This is from &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~Godchaser.Ronni"&gt;www.tabulas.com/~Godchaser.Ronni&lt;/a&gt; :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Jobs I've Had In My Life&lt;br /&gt;1. Office Boy&lt;br /&gt;2. LAw intern&lt;br /&gt;3. Burger King Kitchen worker&lt;br /&gt;4. Uni Library Admin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Films I Can Watch Over And Over&lt;br /&gt;1. Be Cool&lt;br /&gt;2. Beauty And The Beast&lt;br /&gt;3. Face Off&lt;br /&gt;4. Love Actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I Have Lived&lt;br /&gt;1. Penang, Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;2. Bandar Nilai, Negeri Sembilan&lt;br /&gt;3. Leeds, England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV Programs I Love To Watch&lt;br /&gt;1. Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;2. That 70's Show&lt;br /&gt;3. Joey&lt;br /&gt;4. Punk'd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I Would Have Visited, Had I Had The Money&lt;br /&gt;1. Sdyney&lt;br /&gt;2. L.A.,America&lt;br /&gt;3. China&lt;br /&gt;4. Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Websites I Visit Daily&lt;br /&gt;1. Soccernet.com&lt;br /&gt;2. Yahoo Mail&lt;br /&gt;3. Tabulas/Blogspot&lt;br /&gt;4. WWE.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Of My Favorite Foods&lt;br /&gt;1. Hokkien Mee&lt;br /&gt;2. Home cook food&lt;br /&gt;3. Ben &amp; Jerry's&lt;br /&gt;4. Tomyams, anythin with tomyam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Places I Would Rather Be&lt;br /&gt;1. Singapore&lt;br /&gt;2. London&lt;br /&gt;3. The islands around Sabah&lt;br /&gt;4. Penang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114211232398802464?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114211232398802464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114211232398802464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114211232398802464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114211232398802464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/03/4things.html' title='4Things'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114190702901235128</id><published>2006-03-09T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T04:23:49.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want my muffin!</title><content type='html'>Woh time really flies man. its like only yday im singing to the monday blues in the boring boring farcoults theory of law. btw.. farcoult is a homosexual! haha ...just a random fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea today is thursday. yday i went for the malaysian society AGM. new committees are elected. william step down form his post. and its an all emo time haha. besides that i have got my bar school application replies this week. i got telur! Telur ayam pahit acceptance from any of the bar schools. the reason why? theres no reason! lagi salty on the wound. my other classmates who got way crappy 2 and 1st year law results than me, get so many offers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda dark week for me. was contemplating whether if shud blog it down. but anyway, i need ya prayers okay. besides , job applications here in england also no replies. hmm seems like im a bit too early to apply them i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talkin to Xie De Wei, and how true it is lo. that when a child ask bread from his father, he won't give him a stone. cos He wanna give a muffin! haha. so yea..my bread( bar school) request got rejected, now im just waiting for my muffin ( God knows what it may be). But im sure it will be nice and chocolatey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just pray for me ok guys. im filled with lotsa envy since that monday when our bar school replies came in. oya. try not to bombard this blog with too much verses ya. i really just need ur prayers thats all.thanksie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's results results will be out next monday. so fast time flies man, it feels like only a few months ago me ,joj, gary, cheong, jason and gang , all of us go to crepes on spm results night to celebrate.miss those times man, it was like our last ever fun crepes time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114190702901235128?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114190702901235128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114190702901235128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114190702901235128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114190702901235128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-want-my-muffin.html' title='I want my muffin!'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114142915416071284</id><published>2006-03-03T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T15:39:14.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow,Bath,Oxford, and StoneHenge.Tons of pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010521.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010521.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;em&gt;I just love snow&lt;/em&gt;.somehow i like this photo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010560.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010560.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; a color of lupton residence i have never seen before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kerting taking our photos from the top of her balcony&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010525.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010525.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Fun in the snow. Smile cos the snowflakes are smilling with ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010518.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010518.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Kerting kicking my ass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010509.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010509.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_3442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_3442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Group photo on a bridge in oxford gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_3346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_3346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magnificient isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; We have reach Gay street in bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P2250045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P2250045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pris took this picture while in the bus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010553.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010553.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Roy kisssing jane austern, the author of pride and prejudice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Relaxing by the roman stim pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/DSC03351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/DSC03351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Roman stim pool from the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010541.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me and my fellow lunch partner kadazan Mizzie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010521.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010521.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; posing with the signboard..cos i felt my baju blend with the signboard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/105239850_0d465de21d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/105239850_0d465de21d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gua,Eugene and me taking a ... erm the picture explains it all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/105241814_52bf942ec6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/105241814_52bf942ec6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My&lt;em&gt; LuptonGurls, they love me, but they Bite too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010510.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010505.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010502.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010502.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010502.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; random picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/105238426_f6c8691168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/105238426_f6c8691168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;My Bestest friends. Kadazain Max and william&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_3198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_3198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wind at stonehenge is crazy man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_3191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_3191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stonehenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there is much to update that i just dunno how to start.&lt;br /&gt;over the weekend i was in oxford, bath and stone henge. Its the best england trip i had so far. a whole bus full of friends which im close with. max, william and chrissie gang also around.&lt;br /&gt;Stone henge i never thought in my whole life i will ever get to be this close to such an ancient world wonder. oxford is just totally gorgeous though the weather was very cold windy that day. and we didnt get to into the dining which HarryPotter and gang had their meals. Bath is nice too. bath is a place in england, more like a small town, which was once highly influence by the romans with lotsa of its romanian architure remaining still. the roman bath in there is okay la. not worth the expensive price of 8pound entry. i still feel they should charge us at a much lower price. but oh well..it was fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres so many stories so much detail to put in. i also dunno how to say hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a very good weeekend. with my friends. took lotsa pictures. so many pictures man.everybody brought their own cameras and still not enuff.haha all us came back home leeds with our camera inbox full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that ,&lt;br /&gt;today it snowed heavily in leeds! really heavy like the ones with strong wind and big big snow flakes. snowed for like 4hours plus. really long. very nice. we took lotsa pictures man mini snow mans snow ball fights.etc la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... i think i will let the pictures do more of the talking. seeya&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/15968276-114142915416071284?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114142915416071284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114142915416071284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114142915416071284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114142915416071284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/03/snowbathoxford-and-stonehengetons-of.html' title='Snow,Bath,Oxford, and StoneHenge.Tons of pictures'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114074893365534814</id><published>2006-02-23T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T18:42:13.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update time</title><content type='html'>Well i just thought of posting a short entry. as usual i had another busy week. so much fun so much studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres a brief note of what i have been doin for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;monday:- meag many class, spend whole afternnoon and morning in library. at night cg did a surprise farewell party for fusheng. i went to chrissie's place earlier for apple strudle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: - , whole day full of seminar and classes ,suppose to go watch footie in the evening.but went to snt marks in the evening, for free china dinner she cook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:- class, after class, went to williams place, practice some songs for the massoc ball. maxwell got a free haircut from chrissie.my firsttime i see a student cut another students hair. then gambateh the whole night through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrusday, class, brugerking, balik gambateh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea....thats pretty much my week. for the weekend i will be off to bath and oxford! whee. cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya. the next entry will be filled with pictures of oxford and bath!&lt;br /&gt;God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-114074893365534814?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114074893365534814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114074893365534814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114074893365534814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114074893365534814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/02/update-time.html' title='update time'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-114031498176893521</id><published>2006-02-18T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T18:09:46.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bankai, Love Cookies, more eggtarts, vday night event, york,fungkee,mark, CVs... O Lord please open a door for me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;My favourite photo: this proofs that i have achieved kuchiki's bankai!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMAG0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMAG0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; a river in york. i dunno what to word caption about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;muahaha. you can't beat Ben the Black&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010547.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010547.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Chris i know u will like me putting this caption: Ben the Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I just love swords.so yeng leh carry this heavy weapons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010562.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010562.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;i took this picture of mark and fungkee from the top of one of the wall's tower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010566.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010566.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;behind me is a famous castle in york. forgotten whats its name. sue lynn can u help me recal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Me, Mark and fungkee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;14th feb. everybody has love written all over their faces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010506.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010506.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Whenever i feel gloomy withthe state of the world, i would think of the arrivals gate at the hedrow airport.General opinion is starting to make out that the world is full of hate and greed,but i don't see that, seesm to me that love is everywhere, often it is not particularly dignified or news worthy but its always there,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;husbandswives,boyfriendsgirlfriends,brotherssisters,mothersdaughters,fatherssons,... when the planes hit the twin towers as far as i know none of the phonecalls from the people on board are messages of hate and revenge ... they were all messages of Love. if you look for it i got a sneaky feeling that love ACTUALLY is ALL AROUND...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. got that phrase from Love Actually movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, its been a while since i last update. i don't even know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been busy with lotsa dissertation preparations. Praise God. it went well, Mr Murray wesson like the progress. besides that there is the never ending tutorials ...weekly tutorials. with so much reading. and for somethin productive in benefit of my future in uk.. i have beeen preparing a lot on my CVs.have been attending many open night evenings by famous firms in england such as Beachcroft, and etc. i also have been attending two career fairs. one on valentines day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..so yea..thats the academic side of my life for the past 10days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really bless over and over again with a church and cg that supports me always. i never stp learning from my borthers and sisters in Christ. Vincent and Julee are the biggest boost in my learning of Gods word.&lt;br /&gt;On Vday, Julee organised a cg night. something she felt strongly to do. it was actually meant to be a night for the cg to just share with one another about love and vday.hehe. but the plan went to somewhere even greater. turn out that lotsa non christians be coming for that vday night in our cg. haha. i wonder whats the factor that draw so many ppl on such a cg night. so yea, it was so mega lastminute, julee changed her whole message to an evangelical one in conjuunction with vday, andrew prepared lastminute battle of the sexes games,cg members lastminute prepared more desserts...for the night. i prepared my new found "talent" of making eggtarts. i make 3large eggtarts for the night. vday night turn out to be very good. was really an attempt of faith. came back home n personally journalled this event. cos God has taught me so much just in organising this event.&lt;br /&gt;thats my spirituality over the past 10days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and fungkee stayed over my place during their newcastle uni holidays. was really fun having them around. talk nonsense. do silly thins which guys would do. and ohh.... we went to yourk the nextday. york is gorgeous! i rarely use the word gorgeous...cos it sounds very gay to me haha. but yea...york deserves the word gorgeous.nothing gay-ish about york. york is just simple gorgeous. its like an old preserved english village. with many of the buildings still the same as it was many hundreds years ago. the catheral is so so so nice! majestic man. me and the guys had lotsa fun in the swords chamber in one of the streets in york. we walk the wall all around york( something like china wall but way smaller and not china ).haha.well i will let the photos do most of the talkin for ya haha. mark set of photos havent reach me. ish. looks like u guys have to look over the pictures which me and fungkee have. its not the best though. mark has the best pictures and the most. their trip down was really great. i went to bar risa on the last night with them9mark,fungkee and some laws school gurl friends)..but didnt join the clubbin time. im broked la. cant simply throw cash on the drain like that. so yea...that was pretty much. was good pure fun having them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming weekend i will be goin to oxford and bath! for 2days and nights. the whole trip is a total of 50pounds. kinda cheap i feel...cos we living in hotels, buffet,transport ,etc. but most of all is the friends goin there together. haha.my roomie will be Bro. maxwell! shit man, now that guy stoled my glam. light. his photos is all around the uni for the sisushi advertisment.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... im doing really well here. emo days do i have? hmm none.haha. what a wonderful life man.&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/15968276-114031498176893521?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/114031498176893521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=114031498176893521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114031498176893521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/114031498176893521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/02/bankai-love-cookies-more-eggtarts-vday.html' title='bankai, Love Cookies, more eggtarts, vday night event, york,fungkee,mark, CVs... O Lord please open a door for me.'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-113937995541360216</id><published>2006-02-07T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:26:00.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharon in leeds, Datelines,seminar preparation, Dinner at Vincent's crib,and eggtarts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010500.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010500.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;em&gt;The Eggtart, the dot dot is not my pi sai ok.haha. its cinnamon dust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010501.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010501.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Joanna came to leeds at the right time to join the lupton-ians taste my first hasil of pastry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010502.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010502.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pris, kathy( sharon's hongkie housemate,sharon and aimee).each of us had half a chicken to ourselves! man.. u gurls can really eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/CIMG0622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/CIMG0622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;i  didnt know takin a picture at lupton corridor can turn out this nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010516.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010516.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks sharon for coming over. Can't wait to meet up again.seeya at NeCC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now u r done looking at pictures.Hear me ramble ramble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 530am.. woh! and im still wide awake. i knew this will happen but why o why silly me still drink regular cup of nescafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howya Everyone? i hope all is well. so much have happen over the week again. Sharon from newcastle came down for the weekend! Superb fun and fellowship when she was around. wanted to blog more but i havent upload most of the pictures into my comp. yet. Vincent( cg leader ) organised the biggest dinner i have ever had. he cook like over 10dishes. good ones. i make my first ever pastry.. Eggtart! yup thats right.. Ben berjaya hasil eggtart. not the berak eggtart ...its real eggtart. make by oven,eggs,flour, cinnamon, crumbs,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, i have been pia-ying like mad.theres so much to read in my final year. never been put in such crazy consistent reading before.i finally reach my dissertation target for this month. i miss working in burger king. my working hours in burger king very little now..ish because of my weird timetable.i got two classes at 5pm! its like having a class at 9pm in malaysia when we all feel so hungry ,cold and night sky. I have been goin to career exhibition and looking out ,sending in CVs *fingers cross* hoping a kind soul would take interest in employing me and pay the darn darn expensive+troublesome work permit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya! Julee is back from malaysia, she got Pastor Sandra and kenneths' sermon cds for me. Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks sharon! ( i know u r reading this), for coming down to leeds during the weekend. it was blast taking different pictures whenever The Light ( a shopping complex in leeds) changes its color, was fun having u around in most of our meals, make me attempt to do the impossible blowing the bed size pelambung, great time talkin and encouraging one another in our walk with God. and yes! can't wait to go swansea disturb samsom and gang. NeCC is on my calendar date. well like u said; its not the places we go but its the time spent with old friends that makes the whole trip fun and exciting.&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/15968276-113937995541360216?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113937995541360216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113937995541360216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113937995541360216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113937995541360216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/02/sharon-in-leeds-datelinesseminar.html' title='Sharon in leeds, Datelines,seminar preparation, Dinner at Vincent&apos;s crib,and eggtarts'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-113884840832544443</id><published>2006-02-01T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T18:47:59.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im in the uni www!</title><content type='html'>what a week. i have a good and bad week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good cos of the many fun stuffs i have been doing and the great brothers and sister i have here in church. and have been lotsa fun playin badminton and football with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad cos i spend lotsa days just being in my room doing tutorials and dissertation research. its very sien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. anyway i have just came back from the city center.its 230am now.haha. we( me, roy,siawwan, and aimee) went for a movie. watched underworld evolution. and man, they showed everything uncensored in the cinemas here. my first cinema cultural shock experience. hehe. after the movie, we lepak around the city havin some drinks, and had late apple pies from McDs we bought lots of it.and makan somehwhere else while talk nonsense. was a very fun night because we decided to watch underworld spontaneously. the idea came up and the decision is made in less than two minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well so sorry that i havent blog for a week. cny update also not up. took lotsa pictures that day. we post up when im free again haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya. mum and dad, guess what? im famous in leeds already! my face and a picture of me running on the treadmill is in the Leeds uni main website. first page! haha. actually i myself dont know till aimee told me just now. haha. i have a right to be vain here now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see?its at &lt;a href="http://www.leeds.ac.uk"&gt;www.leeds.ac.uk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it wouldnt be up forever. hehe. its in conjuction with the uni's healthy month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113884840832544443?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113884840832544443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113884840832544443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113884840832544443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113884840832544443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-in-uni-www.html' title='Im in the uni www!'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-113833700635850560</id><published>2006-01-26T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:43:26.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On ice i will carved the love that comes from the blades on my feet</title><content type='html'>Ice skating is fun fun fun fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ahd the bestest ice skating experience ever. why is it different from malaysia,sunway piramid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly. its in england! the atmosphere , the air, the chrismassie in cny season for us chinese&lt;br /&gt;2ndly. its an open air ice skating ring.&lt;br /&gt;3rdly. its disco night tonite in the ice skating ring, good music.&lt;br /&gt;4thly. the friends the friends the company. the syiokness of skating with friends. teaching friends. and learning from friends.&lt;br /&gt;5thly. the joy of fallin on your butt over and over again when u are learning to skate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, we started off at  leeds at 5pm. we all ( 50 of us) walked to the train station to catch a train to bradford. cos bradford is way cheaper than the skating ring in leeds and the skating ring is different from the one in leeds. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went there without any of my law friendds. without any friends im familiar with except for chrissie, pris, max and william and eugene. 5 la. okayla good number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun cos i got to know the other malaysians a whole lot better. and actually its been a while since we all met since the end term party last year. was nice meeting up old freinds and making new ones. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, when we arrive. we all got our skating boots. and head on to the ring.&lt;br /&gt;at first i very very scared. cos i have never roller blade before and i dun think i can stand at all in the skating ring.&lt;br /&gt;i fell so many times. i lost count. chrissie count until ten d. then she also lost count haha. Maxwell, my buddy, thought me how to skate hahaha. and in 20minutes im skating around the ring on my own. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice leh. skate skate skate. the wind that blows thro ur hair when u r fast. the adreline rush.waaa hahaha. so nice. the atmosphere the laughter everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;we the guys played tag. damn tiring man. chased one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have problem how to break on ice skating. i breaked by slowly myself towards the rail.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was fun. me and lihi, my japanese friend and burger king collegue who is also in uni of leeds, skate like no ones business. at first it was just the both of us holding hands, then after a while, eugene join in, then william, then chrissie, then pris, hahaha then somemore people...they was like 8-10 of us. holding hands while skating hahaha. damn syiok leh. the ring is so big. so much space and its on a week schooling day.hardly got people bang us. too bad didnt get to take picture when we did the mother hen ice skating.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice la. i just love tonite. so great. lotsa fun. but damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after ice skating, when we all arrive back at leeds.they all went to charcos, i didnt go.hehe. wanna save some cash and had some food already at home. and it was already 12midnite when we arrive leeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its 4am as im bloggin this. im still very awake. dunno why hehe. tommorow i got zero classes.whee!. cny preparations on saturday and sunday is planned well. me and siawwan will be opening lupton residence for people to come. hehe. it will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is great. his richest blessings nevercease. Go read the story of blind bartimus, its amazing, the desperation displayed for Gods touch and healing. The holy spirit is a great teacher. i wish to share lots more with you when i blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya. Happy birthday to you motherberry! and roger!!! i know u guys will be having an awesome time at the beach party. i doubt u read this. but i know jason does.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113833700635850560?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113833700635850560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113833700635850560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113833700635850560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113833700635850560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-ice-i-will-carved-love-that-comes.html' title='On ice i will carved the love that comes from the blades on my feet'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-113833532364387957</id><published>2006-01-26T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:15:23.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Look we are on camera Pris! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010509.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy bunchies on ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010507.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010507.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha.i stopped in time to appear perfectly in this photo. haha stunt accomplished! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway from left : Maxwell,carl ,tze wei, jermaine, and some china dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; its dark and disco music night on ice! whee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from left: anisha(british born india), me, Lihi( shes jap, and also my collegue in burgerking), and chrissie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;My bestest buddy in Leeds Bro Max! Both of us monkey-ing around. He's damn fast on the ice. the ice man!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;our malay friends enjoying the skate too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           &lt;em&gt;Eugune , choo guan and vince showing us how its done on the ice.damn hard to take this photo wei while skating on ice..damn dangerous too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010525.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          Me:&lt;em&gt;Yo Pris wanna join us tag?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pris: whats that ar? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: just look what eugune is doin to will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eugune: thats right.TAG! you're it. you are to freeze till u are save.muahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Will: o help me help me.don;'t freeze me like this.i wanna pose cooler leh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hahaha..i just love makin comics out of this photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;some of us taking silly photos posing silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010564.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010564.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chrissie: eih take picture la. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Max: my skating boots still stuck on that ceiling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ben: damn my ass hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;its the boots that make my legs look short kay. i dont have such short legs.haha. damn proud to be in the ice skate boots.finally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113833532364387957?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113833532364387957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113833532364387957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113833532364387957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113833532364387957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/look-we-are-on-camera-pris-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-113823991416643392</id><published>2006-01-25T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:45:14.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wo ai ni ma ma</title><content type='html'>I remember some where around last mother's day in City harvest kl. My inti friend, Will Tan, composed a song for mama. though its in chinese i can remember this words " wo ai ni ma ma". which brought tears to my eyes. cos that time..i was mega stress in exams, been struggling with a broken-ness,  and the thought that i only get to see my mum like the most 2weeks before i go uk, those factors press thro my mind till i couldnt help and wanted to so go home to penang then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now here i am in England. I can be proud of myself. i can always email back to mum and tell her all is well and im successing well beause i have a mighty saviour in me. How im coping with my studies, with friends, with work, church and etc. Mum never fail to email me. sometimes too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is the mum of the know it all. haha. she knows what to give me what way i will react what i like when i dont have to say it. know when im sad and what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;theres so much memories about my mum which would be impossible to tabulate all of them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the weekend, im bless to have mum around. really was looking forward for that weekend. i didnt sleep the whole night before just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;when i met mum with birmingham, val ( another val, this val is the one in birmingham cambridge grad in med. dont pray pray) took us out a lot. took us to the bestest place in birmingham so sad the Birmingham Cadburry Chocolate Factory is close till the 25th Jan. due to renovations. ish. nvmd nvmd next time i will go down birmingham with jean and julee.  didnt get to spend much time with val, cos i reserved it for mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good weekend. the whole experience of feeling mum so close is great. indescriable.&lt;br /&gt;the next time i will c mum and dad again hopefully will be on graduation day. to be honest everytime people ask me when will i be going back to penang.i always give different answer no matter how many times i answer it. hehe. cos im not sure what the future holds in hand. my desire is to stay here longer, though i miss home very much and living here is not easy always. but the experiences and the close-ness i feel God because of my reliance on him over here is ever so real. i guess i understand much better what it means to come out from your comfort zone. when i look thro my past entries. i relaised that 99% of the entries ,are all something praise worthy for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have my fair share of "stormy" times, esspecially the 14th november 2005storm. but when i look back and see at all he has done and been so faithful to me. i wouldnt trade it for anything. im happy with my life now. mum and dad's prayer for me is fullfilled everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum u are the greatest. i actually intended to blog a long list of all the memories i have about you since the day i was born.   but you know very well mum that no matter how long the list is and going to be. your love is so perfect from God. thank you for loving me and sacrificing so much for me. i see the eyes of Jesus through you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love... bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. [1 Corinthians 13:7].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elder Lord Chan has gone to be to the Lord on 21st jan. theres much i want to write and this is one man that insipred my life totally when im in Leeds.one of my personal spiritual giants that i admired.i will save this for an entry when the right time is perfect-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that for the coming week,most of you will be celebrating Chinese new year. i honestly dunno how mine will be like. so far, me and my law friends have planned a cny eve dinner. and the 2days of cny dunno what to do. sobs somemore most of the church ppl go home to their country. but nvmd. it will be a good cny.&lt;br /&gt;tommorow i will be going ice skating at bradford! heard its the second largest open air skating ring in england. it will be fun. the atmosphere, the friends and the syiokness =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*prayer request, im still coughin like mad, and my throat sores.thanks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have some pictures below. all of the pictures i took in birmingham all with mum.haha. only like 5of them is me alone or pictures of some birds by the canal haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113823991416643392?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113823991416643392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113823991416643392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113823991416643392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113823991416643392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/wo-ai-ni-ma-ma.html' title='Wo ai ni ma ma'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-113823745261703927</id><published>2006-01-25T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:04:12.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        Theyear of the Bull! I'm born in the year of the bull! Now if you smell.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/IMG_1857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/IMG_1857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Picture with mum1: by the canal in birmingham, like venice only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010496.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010496.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         Picture with mum 2:Somewhere at bullring complex. the lights is nice...dunno why not so nice in the picture we take hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture with mum3:i just love this place in birmingham, its nicer at night. the lights and the water everywhere.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113823745261703927?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113823745261703927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113823745261703927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113823745261703927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113823745261703927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/theyear-of-bull-im-born-in-year-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-113806194641361920</id><published>2006-01-23T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T16:19:06.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experience 23:Loved by your housemates</title><content type='html'>i just got to blog this down. if not i will forget the nexttime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yea. i just came back from a great weekend with mum.will blog on that when i find the time tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i wanna blog is. im so bless by Good housemates.&lt;br /&gt;today when i got back from birmingham. im down with a flu and my voice sounds weird. had a feeling im getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;My housemates got to know about it cos they noticed. linda, and pris went to Boots chemist to get flu tablets for me. and kelly rub Vicks for me. and a good good massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so blessed/loved when they all do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gods love is so real. this might sound a corny post..but i will never forget what my housemates did to me.and how bless i am living with them.&lt;br /&gt;i guess we ( people who live alone and far from home in overseas) will understand such treatments better when we experience them ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113806194641361920?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-113780905546236955</id><published>2006-01-20T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T18:04:15.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a big cut and blueblack on left eye. i was walking with pris to cg today. while talkin to her. the road we are walkin was dark. so dark while walking i didnt see the long sharp branches sticking out from a plant. and i walked straight into it. Thank God none of my eyeballs got pierced. but man.hurts like mad. actually it didnt hurt till after a while, the wind starts to blow and i feel something piercing pain around my eyes and eyebrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorow im meeting mum! Whee!!!Birmingham. its 2am now. i cant sleep. i dunno why. maybe im just too excited. my train is at 9am. i have to wake up at 7am to catch the train in time hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, God has challenged me from His word a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that "my house on earth be emptier", but not unless "His house be fuller"! to put GOD first before my own desires and my own views on how things should be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing i have learned is again..knowing your identity! i listened to ps. kenneth chin's message "Who's your daddy?" its a good one.&lt;a href="http://www.theactschurch.org/multimedia.cfm"&gt;http://www.theactschurch.org/multimedia.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so excited for tommorow.i feel like samuel cant wait to see his mum ,hannah cos he is dedicated to the temple. i was doing the math of how many days i was in penang. and i found out that i had only the max 6weeks in penang since the year 2005 till july/august  year 2006.thats like only6weeks of penang in 1 and a half years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113780905546236955?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113780905546236955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113780905546236955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113780905546236955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113780905546236955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-got-big-cut-and-blueblack-on-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-113754523554198880</id><published>2006-01-17T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T16:47:15.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In His Presence</title><content type='html'>I'm reminded again about the awesome presence of God. A close and respected sister of Christ i have in Leeds,julee gave a very encouraging word from the bible, i cant really remember exactly the exact detail of the sharing but it has encourage me lots and i would like to share it with you. i goes something like this(doing my best to put into words what i have remembered):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exodus 33:1-3Then the LORD said to Moses, "Leave this place, you and the people you brought up out of Egypt, and go up to the land I promised on oath to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, saying, 'I will give it to your descendants.' I will send an angel before you and drive out the Canaanites, Amorites, Hittites, Perizzites, Hivites and Jebusites. Go up to the land flowing with milk and honey. &lt;strong&gt;But&lt;/strong&gt; I will not go with you, because you are a stiff-necked people and I might destroy you on the way."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... promised Moses... that eventhough He was not going to go with Moses and the Israelites... He was going to let ALL of His promises come to pass... the Israelites WILL possess the promise land, they will finally have the 'land flowing with milk and honey' that was promised by God... because an ANGEL of the Lord was gonna be with them! One condition... God was not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends if we were to put this into modern day context. where God promises... that we will have GREAT ministry success... all the promises in the BIble being made to life. Every single non believer saved, every broken hearted healed, every hurting made whole, every person under bondage set free, people multiplying and growing spiritually, more and more being added to God daily... but under one condition... God will not be present. His angel will be there, to make sure all of God's promises come to pass, but He Himself will not be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... I have to confess... that hearing the front bit (without hearing the condition to this) sounds so great!! Who wouldn't want to have a ministry where when you speak and preach the gospel, people are saved? Who wouldn't want to be able to minister to people to be set free from physical, emotional, spiritual bondage?However... what is more important... is NOT all these that many erroneously term as "success"! God's Presence... to Moses... it didn't matter about all these promises... he was willing to die in the desert, if God's presence was there. The difference between Moses and the rest... the difference between the nation of Israel and the other nations around them... was GOD. All of God's promises are not worth ANYTHING if God is not there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us all learn to pursue God's presence... God's glory... To draw near... not to His promises... but to Himself... to know Him... that is what we live for!! Let us be hungry for God's presence... that He gets ALL the glory in our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats pretty much of what i have been encouraged. Friends lets not take the presence of God for granted. Whats the use of having all broken-ness heal, all possession gain, all knowledge obtain, endless blessings,etc ... when the presence of God is not present in any of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to repeat again : All of God's promises are not worth ANYTHING if God is not there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord i ask that your presence will ever be present in my life. i would rather die at the place where your presence is than to be at an abudant promises fullfilled life place without you there.i will not move on till your presence moves with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Richest Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;BenjaminKhor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113754523554198880?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113754523554198880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113754523554198880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113754523554198880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113754523554198880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-his-presence.html' title='In His Presence'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-113737485065382243</id><published>2006-01-15T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T17:27:30.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God, can i stay here in leeds longer...</title><content type='html'>another week gone just like that! its so fast. everythin is moving too fast. my days in leeds is now closer to august. thats like only 7months from now. months passes by very fast.&lt;br /&gt;where did the time go? was i running on the windmill all the time without realising that time here is slowly passing by. i feel like i have been living here for years. even though technically im only here for 4months. Theres so much t experience. so much to achieve.so much to do. so much to grow from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished my cyberlaw assignment! phew finally. now startin on my jruis assignment. more reading to do. church today was great. Dr kenn shared a profound message from Ephesians. Growing together in unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai shin, have been in leeds for 4 yars already! and the lasttime she went back malaysia was like 2 and half years ago. shes living life here the fullest.Encouraged to hear her testimony of living the Life solely for the purposes of His kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the student union with ai shin after chuch to check out the societies and activites of the student union and surprised, i found out that:&lt;br /&gt;-horse riding club trainning fee is 15pounds for each level of trainning. altogether there are 5levels! very very keen to join. praying about it. need the wisdom to balance my time. probably have to give up parttime at burgerking if i wan to be a part of this trainning. its damn cool. working in burgerking is goodcash.how ar?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the dancing band jazz club, intrustments provided,saxophone! can learn lots from this people. have seen this club produce many amateur bands. its nice to hear them play. i can remember their christmas performance last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Latin and ballroom dance is 10pounds for the whole year. unbelievable. it will be good to know how to dance. will make me the good richard gere ( go watch shall we dance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Massoc AGm is coming up soon. many encourage us (law students)to join the election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the enviroment of studying here really lives up to its quality, really can feel like a law student. can sense the independent-ness in your studying and research.really matures your discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.as you can see, theres so much i can do here. so much to experience here. the relationships i make here is great. Surrounded with great christian brothers and sisters. and coolest dudes to hang out. Do i want to stay here? of course i do.&lt;br /&gt;God you are good. How bless i am to be here, and living beyond life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been sleeping till 5am like that lately. and waking up at 11am. this is not good man. when school starts cham liou! haha.oh they have this audition coming up for uni students to be actors and actresses of this uni. of leeds promo video to the asian market. the video promo will be like 20-30minutes. pretty cool. a chance to be famous muahaha. jk. i sucked in acting.but still will try out the audition. btw, my dreams of watching a liverpool vs mu match looks like kenot d. ah fatt told me that our tickets application was unsuccessful. sigh. probably will try to catch the liverpool arsenal match then. i must at least watch one mu or liverpool epl match this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hows everybody back home in malaysia?Emails people! emails! i want to hear from you all. Boolat, Joj, jason - i know u will be reading this. start the mail chain thingyee again. wanna hows everyone, the latest news i got is the super hero stunt joj and jason went thro on new years eve. haha. nextyear must have a part two of it okays. with me around too. i wanna join the super hero stunt too.haha. so you hear it. emails. love to hear from you all. &lt;a href="mailto:ben_khor2@yahoo.com"&gt;ben_khor2@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; , even when u dunno what to say, just drop by to say hi. haha. if not i will never come back malaysia haha jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock and roll penang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113737485065382243?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113737485065382243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113737485065382243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113737485065382243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113737485065382243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/dear-god-can-i-stay-here-in-leeds.html' title='Dear God, can i stay here in leeds longer...'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-113727559536348669</id><published>2006-01-14T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T13:53:15.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random update</title><content type='html'>its been a while i havent update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been moving real fast over the days.&lt;br /&gt;what has ben been doing over the week?&lt;br /&gt;Top ten random update&lt;br /&gt;1.Assignments!! so many of them! actually not many. im just friggin slow in gettin them done.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lotsa Praise Report! Cg that day half are seekers. it was good.&lt;br /&gt;3. The Ice Skating Ring in Leeds is open. Its way bigger than sunway's. can cater a lot of people!&lt;br /&gt;4. housemates are back. Everybody so tense. studying for their exams except for me.&lt;br /&gt;5.church and friends are great.&lt;br /&gt;6. Julee is goin back subang, and andrew is goin back singapore for the CNYs&lt;br /&gt;7.Lupton Residence Chinese New Years planning. thinkin shud get the ang mos along.hmm..&lt;br /&gt;8.is great to be in the red and blue uniform of BurgerKing again. i worked my longest shift this week, a 11hour shift. 7am to 6pm! haha.&lt;br /&gt;9. Val is free the whole time when i get to birmingham, Cadburry Chocolate Factory woohoo here i come.&lt;br /&gt;10. Mum will be in Birmingham next week. so very excited to see her. miss family much.  yaya. senti ben. its cool to be senti to your family members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           Isaiah 26:3&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;em&gt;" You will keep him in perfect peace,whose mind is stayed on you because he trust in You"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113727559536348669?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113727559536348669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113727559536348669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113727559536348669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113727559536348669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-update.html' title='Random update'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-113675338777896655</id><published>2006-01-08T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T12:49:47.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free photo booth</title><content type='html'>i have the bestest laugh in the world!&lt;br /&gt;its so silly what people are willing to do just to take a free picture.haha.&lt;br /&gt;you will love this. enjoy this friends~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.6park.com/enter1/messages/gvk73556.html"&gt;http://www.6park.com/enter1/messages/gvk73556.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113675338777896655?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113675338777896655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113675338777896655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113675338777896655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113675338777896655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/free-photo-booth.html' title='Free photo booth'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15968276.post-113664034513784497</id><published>2006-01-07T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T05:25:45.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and new years updates</title><content type='html'>its been 5days since i got back from my holidays. now im rushing like mad in my assignments.Got lots in my mind. work begins next week.&lt;br /&gt;i love 6pms in the weekdays.Theres prayer meeting! Julee and the leaders are great.my spirit is lifted everytime i see them and talk to them.Pray with them.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that recently something really bad happen to someone very close to me. Will share more when i ahve the time.now am keeping him in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;Sara came to cg for the first time lastnight.praise God.&lt;br /&gt;GOt more pressies from leeds friends when i got back&lt;br /&gt;Been doing what i like in the mornings. Exercise and gym.&lt;br /&gt;Lots lots lots assignment. and im slow in it. very cautious in what i write in my asignment. pressure is on me. Pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sorry for the random photos. will edit them and tell more about it.when im free (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th dec 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring Ring Ring!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the noise of my handphone, waking me up at 500am in the morning. Fizzily , I went for my morning shower and quick face wash up. Pasted a Christmas card and present for Pris at her doorstep before I left. Waited for the bus at at 6am. So tired leh. I was yawning all the way. Bus arrived at like 630am. And I reached the bus station at close to 7. so sleepy man. Boon kiat and the girls haven’t arrive yet. I literary took a short nap. By the time boonkiat come, we all start to board the bus d.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea…&lt;br /&gt;That was how my journey for a fun Christmas in England begin. Kinda sucky and very sleepy because of the very very super early bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9am we arrived Sheffield. I gave a phone call to evelynn wishing her happy birthday. Me and the others just lepak around meadowhall (sheffields’s biggest shopping complex). Actually I didn’t lepak around.me and boon kiat just spend most of our time, playing free Ps2 games. Fifa 06 and harrypotter goblet of fire. Didn’t really do much in Sheffield.its just a city with a big shopping complex that’s all.haha. to me la.what to do. Anne wong like so friggin long didn’t contact d. cant travel around Sheffield with a tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lepak at the same big shopping complex until 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;And at 4pm finally we arrive Newcastle. Ungkey and funkee picked me up from the nevill street station in Newcastle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to ungkey’s room. Which is approx. 30minutes walk. In the 30minutes walk it is then I only realized that im carryin too much luggage d. damn its heavy la. After carryin it for 30minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well when we got back to ungkey’s room. We staright went over to funkee’s apartment. Mark and ungkey prepared dinner. And I just lepak around funkees room, and takin silly pictures. Haha. Not long later Kenneth chong…aka the joey tribianni of the law program, join us for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;We talk rubbish lots in dinner. Man, its been a while I have such fun talking nonsense with my old guy friends. We had good guy time man. Talking shit stuffs which guys only talks. Haha. We talk about ol inti times, how smelly ungkey’s room was because his was just next to the inti toilet.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also took lotsa photos when the guys were cooking. I have never seen before 4guys helping one another to cook dinner. Hahaha. Apparently they eat dinner everyday together without fail. Haha. Sound kinda gay. But cool male bonding dude.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark cuts the chicken in the scariest way I have ever seen. I holds the chopping knife unto the chicken. And ungkey will have to do the job of hitting the chopping knife with the Yellow pages book!. Its so damn friggin weird wei. Hmmm…maybe the pictures will give you a better idea of how they do it.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later in the night they wanna take me to a club for some drinks. But I decline. Not to say I don’t like the atmosphere of what. But I was just way too dead tired to do anything by then. Woke up at 5am and didn’t get any proper sleep the whole day plus traveling. Stone dead wei.haha. so yea, I slept at 11pm like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very tiring day but superb fun.cos get to meet up the inti law monkeys. Kenneth, ungkey,funkee, and mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for tomorrow. Will have the chance to lepak with Sharon and more siou tims with the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th dec. 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 9am I was wide awake. And there I see ungkey sleeping like a piggy still. I took my time, washup, did my quiet time and all. And use his wifi service. 10am. He is still asleep. Mark, funkee and Kenneth all still asleep. 11am. He is still asleep!!!. 12noon. “Woi…wakeup la. You sleep how long wan?!?!?!” . that was enuff to wake ungkey up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This people waa lao really lazy lo. Sleep always. Kenneth still asleep. Funkee have just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 1pm we all left the house. Ungkey and funkee took me to china town. Its pretty small. The only significant thing about their Chinatown is that they have the big big welcome to Chinatown gate. Leeds Chinatown and supermarkets are way better. Ungkey and funkee took me to this Chinese buffet restaurant. 6pounds!!! Chia lat.somemore no discout!. I rather eat pizza buffet at pizza hut.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..then after lunch ungkey and funkee took me to the millineum bridge at Time street. The bridge is great. So very nice. So big man. Haven’t seen anything like it before. Very modern architure. The gate like moves whenever there is a ship passing by. Took lotsa photos there. Funkee is a big chicken.found out that he is afraid of heights and water. I mean im also afraid of heights too.but the bridge walk is not as scary as it should to be one like me to be scared. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later, the both of them took me to the castle at Newcastle. Took lotsa silly pictures. The castle looks like the map “dust” in our counterstrike games.haha. nice place. Lotsa green and bricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that..we balik rumah again. They all went to sleep. Haiyo!!! This people ar. Always sleep wan. But we are tired la I have to admit. We walk walk the whole day. I also slept. Well, tried to sleep. Till dinner time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funkee and Kenneth prepared dinner. Simple dishes. Talking about dinner. I realized that my friends in Newcastle eat very little. Even the guys too. Their portion of food is like only enough to feed 2people. But there are 4 of us. Waa laoo.. no wonder I look like I gain more weight than them when im in leeds. Even Kenneth lost weight!!! that joey who sleeps always and has a belly. Is now a lot more skinnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..after dinner. Mark and I talk nonsense. I tell him stoires of leeds. He tell me stories of Newcastle. Newcatsle, student life and leeds student life Is so different. They are so many Malaysians everywhere.its like a little asia. Hardly I see any matsallehs. Stoires of them havin matsalleh friends is zero. Mark was always telling me of how hard it is to know other friends besides Malaysian friends. Souns very familiar to me. I had that before too..but not too long.well, I guess what it takes to solve this. Is effort and openness. Join clubs, talk friendly with anybody u meet ,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we all kumpul at funkee’s room to watch American pie 4. I didn’t stay for long. Cos I went to sharon’s place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sharon’;s place..waa so nice leh. Her house is an ensuite house.where everybody has a bathroom to themselves in the room. And the house is really big =).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I arrive,Sharon is busy making apple crumble. Looks easy I must say.haha. apple crumble for supper later.yumyums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met jade e at sharon’s place!! Apparently she is in newcastle for a holiday too. Met new friends at sharon’s place. Namely, Samson and Alvin. Really fun dudes. Damn funny.at first kinda quiet.but after the ice broke.waaa…. ta;lk nonsense like no one’s business. I think it all started because of the bananas that Sharon have. She have so many bananas! She make two banana cakes with those bananas and still have left over.and Samson cant stop making joke about bananas , how they are squash, how they are mashed together..eyeerr…geli fella.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about hmm 10pm. We (Alvin, Samson , jade,Sharon and me), all went to nevill street and to the millineum bridge again. Its like the only attraction of Newcastle.haha.&lt;br /&gt;The walk there in the cold and dark night is worth la I say. The bridge is so different in the night. The lights. The atmosphere around it and all. We took lotsa pictures on the bridge. Haha. Cant wait to get photos from Sharon and show you guys the poser pictures we all took at the bridge haha. Poser betul kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then. After that, we took a long long walk back to sharons place. At sharon’s place, we makan apple crumble! Wooohoo.oh ya, boonkiat and some of his friends join us then too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we makan and talk talk.its like close to 130am d. we all tired liou. I jalan with boonkiats friends back to their place. And zzz…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucha fun day. Very fun leh.new friends. Lotsa fun.the bridge is awesome. Am thinking of coming for another Newcastle visit again maybe next year. When laiying,serena,alice…etc all are back.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You God.you bless me so much with so many friends from everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I cant believe it’s the 21st of January already!!! The highlight of my England Christmas Trip.i woke up in the morning super excited. Ungkey as usual,still sleeping.had my shower and all.when I got back, I onlined to send some emails to important people regarding my bvc application in PBB (London bar school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 11am finally the giant ungkey arise from his slumber. We left his place at 1130am. Went to funkee’s room,marks room and ken’s room.say goodbye and all.nothing mushy okay. Just cant wait for them to come down leeds nextyear.then haha go hiking!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to primark before I went to the train station. I forgotten to bring my towel for the whole trip.how careless I am.bought a cheap 2pound towel. And had my lunch at kfc. Yuck. Don’t ever eat kfc in uk. So eyeerr.waste money. But its cheap la. 2pounds for 2piece chicken meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ungkey waited for the train with me at the station till 130pm. I really thank God for such great friends as him. They actually are kinda busy with their assignments and not to mention they have to sleep super a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just thought of note from my conversation with ungkey. I ask him. Why does he keep on sleeping?why wake up so late and sleep so early? Somemore sleep in the afternoon. Like come back from berkerja buruh only!. He told me la. He do that because he has nothing to do. Everyday the same routine.wake up.online until dinner time then go back room play same game. Then sleep. Haiyoyoyo.i hear for him also I feel susah leh. How true it is…without a purpose in our days. How easily our days just pass away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that he has always make my life exciting every single day. There’s not a day which is the same like the other.well…unless I allow it to happen. For example for days like I have to study like crazy for exams and assignments. Those days are like the only days which are ‘same routine’. But other than that kind of days. I couldn’t think of a day where everyday im bored with nothing to do. Hehe. Just give ben a holiday waa laa…he will have do the funnest things and experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the train station…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. I got unto the train. Sat next to an old lady. We can’t simply choose any seats we want.because when we purchase the tickets , we purchase the book-ed seats as well.&lt;br /&gt;The train ride is so comfortable.i have enough room space for my legs to move around. They even provide a cable plug for us to plug power into our laptops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I on my laptop the whole journey letting it play the same hillsongs album: God He reigns.over and over again. The scenery outside the window of the train is beautiful thro out the whole journey. I see a lot of farms. And lotsa sheeps.yes SHEEP!. Very nice leh. Such peaceful animals. I tried to take pictures. But the train is moving so fast, that everytime I take a picture the sheep looks like marshamellows on the fields instead or tak jadi keluar.&lt;br /&gt;Very peaceful leh the scenery. Listening to God He Reigns album. What a great way to reflect everything about God and all His blessings in our life. I have sucha good God!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when it is about 4pm like that. I created a conversation with the old lady sitting next to me. We had a good chat. She’s really friendly and sweet. It gives me good practice for an English accent.i told her of God’s blessing to me. How he have bless me in bringing me to England. And ya.i hear her story too. The conversation was short one though about half an hour I say. Cos she left off at Peterborough station while mine is at London kings cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 530pm finally!!! I arrive London kings cross. Waaa laaoo the place is mega pack.i haven’t seen sucha busy train station before in my life. So many humans leh. Kinda complicated at first because I had to figure out a while from the tube map on how to get to waterloo.and then to chesington north( where eelynn stays).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the underground tube station.waa laaoo lagi packed.i was carrying my luggage bag somemore. When the tube doors open.you can literally feel the people from behind pushing u to the front. And when u are in the tube.you are really sardined to the max. its not shoulder to shoulder its like ermmm…sardine to sardine. Dunno how to explain la. All I know is that it is so very uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the sardine process. I got onto the train to chesington north. Less pack thank God phew. Was a bit lost before I boarded the train.because I dunno how to look at the digi board which tells which train will arrive at which platform. Very bigla. Over 20platforms with over 50 trains goin up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The live band in the waterloo station make the Christmas atmosphere really nice. I just love carols being played by brass bands. Why didn’t Penang Free School Band do that?!?!?!?!! Ish. Lin yun…should have suggested that to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I reach chesington north. Eelynn picked me up from the train station in her car. Her house is massive big! Big and long. Really long. Got big garden behind. Garage behind. A office behind. Eelynn’s hubby , Michael, works at home.the house is so so cho cho nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eelyn’s two little girls are so cute. Danielle is only 2years old. So cute leh. She watch nemo when I came.haha. very playful girl. Holding my leg always. Laughing. And you know what? I had to spoon feed her. Haha. Nanny ben. But the experience is indescribable. ( mum I know u will be laughin on this now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner. I had the bestest dinner ever in my whole life in England.writting this entry down now. Makes me feel hungry. Eelynn cooked hokkien mee for me!!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG. Real hokkien mee. The soup is really like penang hokkien mee. Lotsa prawn shells and bak kut use to make it. So nice. I really can cry man. So so so so so so nice. My favourite dish to greet me my Christmas holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Michael helped set up the sofa bed for me. The bed is big leh. Bigger than my own room in lupton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are such great host. Danielle is so cute and playful. Eurasian baby so cute la. The hair color omigosh. haha. I helped eelyn with the dishes and takin care of Danielle for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Henry’s mum which is also eelynn;s mum is here too. Real nice to converse in hokkien after sucha long time. She told me about me about mum and church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the night Michael and I talk a lot about uni life,work and others. Basically just casual conversations to know another person better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good.now here I am layin on the sofa. Writing down this entry. I couldn’t stop thanking God for all He has done. Im getting more than I deserve. The next few days are just going to be more and more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys let me encourage all of you. Live a life blessed to the fullest. See the good in God. When you see the Good in God. You will see that God is really real in your life. Your daily routines are transform to out of the ordinary routines. Im really bless because I choose to honor God and see the Good in God in all circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22th Dec. 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokeup early at 8am.got myself ready.brush teeth and all. Play play with Danielle, Abcs.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went off to the train station to meet up suelynn at Leicester square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met her at about 11something. So nice to meet her. So nice to meet a fellow firebrand in England. Leicester city is simply awesome. Theres a fun fair over there too. So many cinemas surrounding it. Theres the Odeon cinema and erm..haha I forgotten their names. But they are really big porsh cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many pictures to take at that place. Suelynn was so surprise when I randomly took pictures with her concord friends when they met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Leicester square, we went to Chinatown. The biggest chinatown in all of England.really big place. We makan at this restaurant called golden dragon or is it silver dragon?cant remember haha.the waitress so damn slow leh.they layan other orang but didn’t layan us.ish. I ordered roastduck rice.yumsyums.i just love duck. Its great talking to suelynn. A great time of fellowship.talkin about England life, friends, good ol days, God,firebrands, missionaries and others.&lt;br /&gt;And oh when its time to pay. I was kinda mean.well not mean la.but I had to get rid of my coins. I have a friggin heavy plastic bag of coins. To empty. The price of my dear duck 6pound something. I gave the waitress all coins. Not 1pound coins but in pents.!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is one thing I remembered clearly in lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next suelynn brought me to the Westminster. Where the queen lives. I wanted to take a photo of me at the car gate entrance of where the queen lives. But gagal cos couldnt take it in time.haha. very nice leh the place there. The two soldiers guarding the queens palace march with such great timing and accuracy. There are a lot of big big statutes there too. We climbed on the statues trying to take some crazy pictures.hahah. was fun but scary leh. So damn friggin high…wat happens if we fall and into the buddle of water.haha. like that we will be the main attraction of Westminster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next we went to a park near the westminister. Its so so so nice. So many kind of pond birds there. The ducks and geese are huge. All kinds of ducks and geese.great place to relax. Nice place to take pictures too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then next we went to big ben. I remember on the ay there sue, explain to me of the type of statutes they have in England. If the statutes show that the person riing on the horse and the horse have two legs up in the air,it means that the person resembled by the statute died in battle. Then if the horse have only one leg up in the air, that hero died in trying to recovered from a battle wound. And if the horse legs all are on ground, the hero died a normal death. Am I correct or not suelynn?? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at last we reach big ben.and yes big ol benny ben. People say the building is just normal only.i don’t think so leh. The big ben is huge. The architure is superb leh. Every detail of it. Is so precise.  Took lotsa photos over there too. And oh then we went to the bridge.no not London bridge..forgotten whats the name d. they are so many bridges in London. The bridge is near to the London aile. Big big ferries wheel. Friggin scary to me. Cos its so high and they say it takes 30minutes for a full round ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.talkin about tourism places. Suelynn took me to the covent garden first thing in the morning. I heard lots about it. Lots about people doing live plays there and live musical performances by musicians from music schools in London. Great place. Very pleasnt place. And oh oh… suelynn recommend me to try the Ben’s cookie.yeaps another place name after me. Haha. Ben’s cookie. I bought their choclate cookie. Its so so so nice. The feeling is great with rich chocs. But its damn ex. Wei 1.80pounds a cookie.thats like Rm10 something for a piece of cookie!!!! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to the London aile story. After London aile suelynn took me to the tower of London. It’s a place where they keep the queens jewels. Have to pay to enter leh. We didn’t go though. Saving it for another day when im down London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. That’s pretty much most of the day. Sue lynn took me to so many many places. I couldn’t thank God more for providing such a great friend. She not only take me to the places. She knows a goodhandful of info about the places we visit. Its is so nice. Thanks so much suelynn for the great day. You have no idea how bless I felt that day. My eyes was like looking everywhere, my jaw open most of the time, saying waa here and there..haha. absorbing every moment of my first ever sight seeing in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks much suelynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sight seeing day ended when evening arrive. And I quickly rush back home to chesington north. Eelynn prepared a nice English dinner for me. Its very feeling. And at night me, eelynn, Michael (her husband), we all played a board game called “Risk”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     23rd dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wokeup mega early again.same rountine as yesterday.english breakfast and took the train and tube to London notting hill gate. Theres where suelynn stays. A nice place. Very nice place super stradegic place. Sadly suelynn’s room is not what it looks from the outside of the building. Blocked from sunlight leh!!! How can. Sunlight is important for humans. We are like trees too. We need sunlight to make us happy and sexy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting up with sue at nottinghill gate. She took me to the shopping complexes near her place. Waaa so many shopping places leh. She took me to harrods. Harrod is this big shopping complex build by dodi ( diana’s new fiancé)’s father. Al farat is his name?damn porsh man that place. The suits they sell they waa laaooo…menjilat sekali. So so so so choc ho nice. But the price is crazy mega crazy. Lets say by the thousand pounds. Hmmm.. we window shop around that place lo. I think the best place to visit there is the jewelry section. Their diamonds is crazy. So blinkblink.not the lala land sungei wang kind. Its so Porsche leh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have this section dedicated in memorial of princess Diana and dodi. They displayed the glass of wine  which Diana last drank before she got into the fateful accident. They even displayed the ring which dodi gave to Diana as a proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that suelynn. chia me krispy kreme. It’s a donut shop in harrods. Its her favourite.i think is nice la but not the waaaaa so yummy kind of nice.haha. dunno.maybe its because I never really have a sweet tooth taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after harrods, suelynn brought me to oxford street, and bond street. Waaaaa. It’s the shopping heaven of the world. The best shopping place I have ever seen. And its super super super mega crowded. For me the humans there are like anai anai all around. And suelynn told me that this is not bad yet. I couldn’t imagine man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate Korean food for lunch at this underground Korean supermarket.haha. its illegal I heard. Nice.great kimchi . delicious kim chi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch. Me and suelynn. Departed and go our own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went around oxford doing my thang! Shopping!!!!!! Yes this Benjamin khor shops a lot! I cant help it leh. They have everything there. Their gap store is so omigosh 4storieshigh. And so many sections. They even have nike town which is like ulalala 5levels high and mega mega big. Their FCUKs is awesome. And their esprit is awesome too. Firsttime I bought stuff for myself in esprit. I always thought it’s a girl’s brand.but no leh…their baju and pants…nice leh.and now its close to boxing day. They are on mega sale. I couldn’t imagine how much cheaper couyld it possibly be on boxing day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.after a good 6hours of shopping I met up with my buddy from Freeschool. The one and only Superman boonkheng!!! Haha. Alan ong. Child hood friend since Wellesley primary school and now we still hang out even in England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, alan and Pamela went to Trafalgar square at night. So nie leh the scenery there. The Christmas carols and all. Man. …its perfect. Felt kinda emo cos I see so many families there playing with their kids. So many couples having their romance there. Its  a&lt;br /&gt;Happy place leh I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenlater at about 11pm haha. We went to Leicester square. There they have theme parks lots games and stuffs. Very happening place. Really really happening. Not the clubbing kind of happening but the fun fair kind of happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and alan tried our luck playing the hoola hop game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play play all night till tired.and then at last I went back and zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful day in London. Great time shopping. Greattime hanging out with friends. Great time sightseeing.&lt;br /&gt;God you are so GOOD!!! I can’t express how much u have bless me this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;And I know there’s more to come.Amen!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th dec 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jingle bells jingle bells rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with the sound of Danielle bouncing on my bed and laughing. This kiddo really active leh when she wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;Its Christmas!!! My first ever Christmas away from Malaysia.hopefully I woulnt be the last. Wokeup. Wishing everybody merry Christmas. Well. It wasn’t a white Christmas. Theres no snow at chessington north.&lt;br /&gt;I got myself dress to my best. And I followed eelynn and her family to church. At church the service was short but good I must say. Its kinda traditional church. Nothing big. But the atmosphere of christms can be felt everywhere =).&lt;br /&gt;When we got back. I helped eelynn with taking of the children while she prepare Christmas lunch food. Kinda easy..just let Danielle watch sound of music she quiet d.&lt;br /&gt;At about 1pm. We left to Michael(eelynn’s husband)’s parents place at elbon district.the house is the typical English house with lotsa Christmas deco. And a nice chgmney. Ebsom district is said to be the most popular and the most expensive district in all of England and wales. Cos of its location not very long from London and the great country side it has to offer and the very low crime rate.while waiting for Claire ( michael’s stepmum), me and Michael take Danielle play play at the garden behind connected to the forest. We saw a small fox! Haha. And one thing I notice of English houses is that they all have this little box where they put peanuts so that birds can come and feed on them =).&lt;br /&gt;The weather is awesome. cold and sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at 2pm we all start to makan Christmas lunch. Ate with eelynn’s mum, eelyn’s family and michael’s side of the family. It was a very happy Christmas lunch. Peter (michael’s father). Gave me cherry wine. Nice leh. Better than vodka or other types of alcohol I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of us is given a cracker.not the biskut kind of cracker. It’s the kind of thing which English people here have. Its like a present thingyee.we have to pull hard hard till it pops and breaks. Then there will be a present thingyee in it. Haiya..i dunno how to explain la. Let the pictures show ya better =). Its an English thing. “crackers” for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas lunch was superb!!! Turkey, and all englsih dishes. Bread sauce, pies, etc. so many la. The fellowship was great. Had a great time talking and joining the laughter. Hearing jokes and childhood stories from michael’s side of the family. Claire is so sweet. She gave me lotsa food. And praise me for my big appetite. God  bless me so well.&lt;br /&gt;Dessert we have chocolate cakes and pudding with the cream and custards. So syiok leh. Their chocolate pudding ar. If we pour our alcohol drink and light a flame on the pudding.waa..cantik leh. Wouldn’t burn the pudding. But don’t eat it when theres still flame on it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after dessert. We had a nice walk around elbon district. We walked thro the forest. There’s a pathway which walks through the forest. The scenery is nice. And its safe. The trees really feel like the lord of the rings walkin thro the forest heading towards rohan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the forest, there’s a duck lake/pond. So many kinds of ducks and geese there! Something like the pond in London Westminster there. Haha. And uncle peter told me of one of michael’s inventions. He make a duck which is powered by motor engine.making it look like a real duck that can swim in the pond. A rem0ote controlled duck how cool is that??!!.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back. We exchanged presents. At first I was kinda shy at this session cos I know I wouldn’t be expecting any presents. But to my surprise. I have 8 presents!!!! I barely know eelynn’s family and michael’s family. they got me presents.i actually couldn’t hold back my gratefulness towards God. I never really have presents for Christmas. And the presents I got are kinda expensive ones too. And I got stuffs which I really need and I actually intended to buy when im in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God really take care of me so well here. How many would be so bless to be able to come to England for the first time and be able to celebrate their Christmas with an English family with so many presents receive.im not comparing or what. But honestly I don’t know anybody else who is in a position like me. First time  Coming from a far far home, and being invited to an English family for an English Christmas lunch and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;My hp is full with sms-es and phonecalls from leeds friends and many of my friends from the Christian union. I even got a penang phone call from meihui on Christmas!!!! Hahaha thanks tons mei. That was very sweet of ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exchange presents session. We watch Wallace and Gromit as a family. I think im addicted to it d. I can watchi it over and over again and not feel bored of it.then after Wallace and gromit we watch Madagascar. That movie brought back some old memories. Happy ones. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night me and Michael makan dinner from the lunch left overs. It’s a lot kay!!! Very much. Lotsa turkey still. Michael is sucha cool ang mo. Got lots to talk about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now im back home. Its late. The baby joselbel is awake. Cham leh. I pity eelynn. Have to stay awake for the baby.Being a mother of two babies is not easy. Wonder how does my mum go thro it lasttime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though im having like one of the best Christmas ever in my life. I miss my family lots I have to admit. miss sarah’s wackiness and mums silly talk. dads talk.&lt;br /&gt;Miss sarah’s wackiness.yes. lastnite I watch silly videos of sarah I took when Im in penang, videos of me nearly throwing her into the sea water. Couldn’t help smiling to myself. Well, its just a  year or 2 only. enjoyed it to the bestest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is great. I have one of the best Christmas ever. Well better than last year’s.way better than last year’s. cos…&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas I gave you my heart but the very next day. You gave it away .this year to save it from tears I save it for someone special.&lt;br /&gt;Haha emo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for this great Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;For sending your son , for being man and being God fully.so that I can gain the joy I have today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th dec. 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my cash ready. I got my mentality ready. And I got my adreline ready. Had the enough sleep for today’s big day. What big day you may ask? Shopping day! Christmas boxing day shopping! The day when the oxford streets and bond streets go crazy and sell their goods at extreme insane prices. Have Been waiting for this day all holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to the chessington north railway station to waterloo and to oxford circus.the horror of horrors happen to me! The station is close!!! The southwest trains are not in service on boxing Day!!! ARGGHH!!!! Geram betul I was that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to eelynns house. Eelynn and her family have to go for a relative’s boxing day Christmas lunch. I stay at home. Make my own lunch. I should be at oxford street now. Consuming the insane cheap sales there now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I watched the lord of the rings:the two towers.extented vcd version. Then I watched chicago too. Chicago was nice. I like music and singing movies. Except bollywoods. Then imake dinner for myself. And enjoy a good time of reading the bio of Billy Graham. It is written by some Christian guy about the whole story of billy graham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eelynn and family came back at night.brought yummy cheesecake for me to consume haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im stuck now leh. I just hate making decisions. Tomorrow half of me wants to go to oxford street and shop. But the other half of me wants to hang out with dave buckley ( my matsalleh friend in london). He lives at st.margerats, very near to Richmond. The country side of London..wheres theres deers roaming everywhere just like bambi., he also plans to take me to all the museums in London.for the plans to carry out it will take about 2days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The original plan was to shop my mega sale on the 26th .and on the 27th -29th I stay and hang out with dave. But now the plan will have to change that I stay at daves place for 28th-29th only. That is if I choose to shop on the 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haihz…I tak tahu leh. Right now the plan is I shop tomorrow and only over night at daves place on the 28th to the 29th.i still feel like changing my mind and telling him that I will stay over his place tomorrow too. But the other half of me dun wan. The other half wans to shop. Ish. Im so screw up in my planning hor? Im a rubbish planner haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno la. See la tomorrow morning how. When I wake up what will my first instincts be. Will I go shopping. or will I make a phone call to dave and let him know im over-nighting his place.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shopping adreline is pumping hard dunno if I cant resist the temptation tomorrow haha. Dave is nice. He told me he is fine with whatever plans I have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn even as im writing this entry now, a ques. Just pop into my mind. Should I spend new years eve at Trafalgar or somewhere central London?? The train services will be on 24/7 then. Must be the lack of sleep. Have been a potatoe coach the wholeday. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitenite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th Dec. 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( mission impossible music plays…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agent benjaminkhor stands at the train station of chesington north, in 45minute time he will be fighting with million other Londoners for the mega boxing sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok sorry for being so drama on this. But man, I have been saving some amount of cash just purely for this day. Excited ma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is heavy snow at chessington north. Very heavy like heavy rain like that. The snow so nice. I actually purposely took off my bean hat so that I can feel more the flakes on my head. Haha and I open my mouth to eat the flying snowflakes. The experience is awesome. I totally didn’t expect it to snow so heavy this morning. Its like cms deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The snow is for 30minutes like that, nice leh. Heavy snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shoped like mad today. Niketown suddenly become all so cho cho cho cheap.gap store is insanely cheap. Esprit is insanely cheap. Topman. ….is super insane cheap.haha. Im crazy I know but they really are cheap. Sweaters which use to cost like 45pounds become 14pounds!siou bo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I shoped from 11am to 5pm. By the time I got back to chesington north. I am so tired and hungry. I only ate a sandwich cos most the places to eat at oxford circus is either too expensive or too crowded with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to chesington north. Michael and his friend Lawrence took me out for a walk. And we talk talk. Great conversation. About churches in England .about hillsongs London and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the walk we had dinner.i ate like a shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we watch madagascar’s special dvd edition. They have the Madagascar penguins short movie in it. So nice. Love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh we watch gromit and Wallace. Then at night , eelynn and Michael and I have long talk. Just talk . about makin friends in England, English culture and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A well spend day I must say. I dunno how to blog about shopping. I shop a lot. I scared to count the items I bought. i dunno how many khakis, jeans, sweaters, shirts, jackets I bought.its a lot.really a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh I bought a my very own nike T90 futsal boots.wee. I got it for 20pounds. When the ori price is 65pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met dave at saint margerats district. He took me to his house. A lovely place. Typical british house. After putting my stuff at his place and some breakfast. We went off to Kensington south. To visit some museums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the natural history museum and the science museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The natural museum is nice. They have dinosaur bones in there. Took some photos in there.the t-rex is stupid. It caused such a massive traffic jam in the museum. I thought the attractive thing about the t-rex is the bones. Manatau..they don’t have t-rex bones. Only a silly robotic figure of the t-rex. Not many dino bones in the museum. The basic dinos la..like the triceratops , diplodocus, etc. I think my main attraction to the dino setion is that there have the baryonyx dino bones. And its almost full!! Damn syiok.  One of the most dangerous meat eaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm..after that we went to the mammals section, then to birds section. And we actually got bored after that.haha. so we went to the science museum instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the science museum, we went to the spitfire section. That’s the coolest of the museum. Spitfires are planes used by the English people during the war to battle off the nazi’s bomber planes. The spitfires have a significant history because of the victorious battle and the death of its creator. I love the planes in the science museum. Makes me wish I had live thro the war times and be a young plane cadet in England. Flying one of those. Shooting down those Nazis planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after the museums. We ate some sandwiches and straight went off to Richmond park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richmond park is gorgeous. The forest is big! Really big. Great place. The lakes over there are all frozen.i wanna step on the lake see if can tahan my weight lucky dave stop me if not I might drown myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We throw big stones and branches into the frozen lake to break the ice.climb high high trees. Like small school boys only. Haha. But it was pure great fun. Richmond park is nice its big and spacious. Its not so much of the green it is but rather more of like the country plus forest side of England. The area is the lord of the rings:the two towers, u know the journey to rohan scene?ya something like that la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the park you can even see people riding on horses galloping. Damn Porsche leh. I wanna ride on a horse on day and gallop around the woods too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw deers!!! Its common for dave. It is so mega uncommon for me. Its not the silly small small sang kancil kind of deers. But it’s the big adult bambi. Too bad I cant capture any pictures cos by the time I saw them its dark. The sun is down and we are in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the syiok day at Richmond. We went back home to daves place. His mum prepared dinner for us. Then after dinner. Daves family talk talk. Tell stories. Its nice. Feel very warm and nice to be in his family. Daves brother is this cool dude. A police officer who has some legal authority with the drug rehab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night I went to oinkoink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great day. I love Richmond. If I ever live at London. I will go for Richmond or chessington or Epsom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God night god Bless!!~~   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;31st dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well it’s the last day of the year 2005. I remember the last year when I celebrate the final countdown to the year 2005. We were at gary’s places for potluck. Was major fun! Not because of the food and party. But the people there. Boolat,Jason, joj, me, Daniel goh, sookie, bon li all gather there!. It was like the ultimate lepak pfs gathering ever. There was not such a big gathering as dat after that new year. Come to think of it. Geezz…its been like 1whole year we all haven’t got together and do shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this new years celebration.i helpd eelynns family prepare for their new years party at chessington north. We started preparing at a very early time leh. I helped Michael with cleaning up the house. And also helped eelynn in preparing the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She cook so much food!!1 beef, chicken, charkoayteow, jack potatoes, harsh browns, etc. many leh.she is one super cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was fun helping her prepare the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 3pm the lunch start. There were many people in her house. A balance mixed of ang mos and Chinese people. I talked to the uncles there. Sadly there aren’t anybody around my age in the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party ended at 8pm something like that.then Michael and eelynn went over to their neighbors place for the countdown. I was so tempted to go down London and meet up with alan. Since he also offered a place to stay in London. Felt really bad. Wanna celebrate the countdown with someone I know well. Sorry boonkheng that I couldn’t meet up with ya in London for the countdown. I just wanna play safe and get myelf into no trouble traveling down London at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did I spend my countdown? I read the biography of billy graham written by john polluck. When the clock strikes 12. Im still reading the book. Didn’t shout happy new year or anything. The house is quieeeet,a babies sleeping. I can see fireworks from a distance. To be honest felt kinda emo. Lonely then , cos I always do the new years countdown with people and its always loud. This year its really different I must say. Regretted that I didn’t go down London to meet up alan then for the countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have a new years resolution? Yes I do! But aint goin to let you know.haha. ask me la in person if u wanna know.grins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. That’s my quiet new years.thought it will be very nice since im in England. But being away from the people that make you feel comfortable and happy on sucha celebration brings up the emo-ness in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st jan. 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day 2006!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm did nothing really much for the whole day. Until like 2pm. Me, michale and eelynn went to hurthill. It’s a private park make public owned by some multi rich guy in Epsom. Hurthill Is nice. I see another sight of England which I haven’t seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first hiking ex. Hurthill Is nice. I see another sight of England which I haven’t seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first hiking exercise in England. The top of the hill is gorgeous. I can see the whole of London and also the English channel. It’s a really a nice view. And when we reach the top, we are in time to catch the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunset is so nice. I love to see the sun rise and sets. It always remind me of the beauty of our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hike, we went back home. Eelynn cooked fish head for me! Woohoo!! My favourite.i take my time eating the fish head while talking to Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we watch Chicago. Danielle so cute. She dances everytime she sees the renee and Catherine zeta jones dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its 930pm. Tomorrow I will be takin the train back to leeds. I wonder how my life will be like for this upcoming new year in leeds? I have gone thro so much in just 3months. The lows and ups of my life in leeds…is tremendous. Im excited of the ups coming. But at the same time im just scared to face the lows coming. I hate the lows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd jan. 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastnight I cant sleep at all. I slept at about 5am . don’t you have nights when u are tired but you can’t sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a movie marathon to watch till I sleep. I watched shanghai knights and shanghai noon. Then after that two movies I watch legally blonde. Heard lots about it from chris last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning at about 11am like that. Cause Danielle was pulling my face and hair.=P. I packed my bags. And got myself ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eelynn prepared hokkien mee for me. Wee!!! I came to London with hokkien mee as my first meal and now im leaving London with hokkien mee as my last meal. What a good finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate till I bloated myself.what to do. It will take ages for me to make a proper hokkien mee in leeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eelynn drop off at Epsom train station at 1pm and from then on my journey back leeds begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking a lot. H0ow I come to England. How I have struggle thro to make new friends and go thro some bad experiences. I realized thro out this whole process it only just makes me lean unto God more and more. I admit its not easy adapting to the life here in the beginning. But now I have much adapted to it. I pretty kind of like it. I remember the end weeks of the semester, how I keep on saying I love leeds I love leeds.haha now I have only been to London for two weeks. My mind set change d. it’s a I love London I love London!! Its furnee how unpredictable we humans can be. How easily our feelings for a place or a thing can change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the billy graham bio book to the countdown of newyear. What amazes me most is of his simplicity of sharing the gospel and yet can reach to millions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the whole two weeks when im in London chessington north. I have been watching a lot of cartoons! Ya cartoons! Disney cartoons!watched every single kid movie there is. Having kids in your house makes your tv set become the auto Disney cartoon channel. Eelynn and Michael play the movies from morning till Danielle sleeps everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh talking about cartoons. I realized Disney cartoons don’t have any blood involve. I mean if you get whack so hard on the head by a frying pan…wouldn’t you at least bleed something right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish im so random in my entry today.maybe its because I have nothing to do. Just waiting for the train to come. Passing time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow mua and siawwan gonna register to join the uni. gym , must do something with the amount of food I have consume over the two weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113664034513784497?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/feeds/113664034513784497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15968276&amp;postID=113664034513784497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113664034513784497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15968276/posts/default/113664034513784497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas-and-new-years-updates.html' title='Christmas and new years updates'/><author><name>Ben Khor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422124601252276059</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-15968276.post-113663746939484460</id><published>2006-01-07T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T04:37:49.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        &lt;em&gt;  Day light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               &lt;em&gt;Newcastle's millineum bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           Sam sam, Sharon, me me , and the jojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010494.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010494.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Inti Law guys unite. 5 of us! and yeaps thats the exact number of guys from inti doin law in whole of england&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;em&gt;Oh my dear hokkien mee my dear hokkien mee.eelynn's biggest gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  &lt;em&gt; the busy street of oxford street central london. u shud see the crowd on boxing day! its worse. can only see heads.shoulder to shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;em&gt;The memorial of princess diana and dodi in harrods shopping center.if u look closely thats the cup which diana last drank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010531.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Trafalgar square in the night. Beautiful isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/1600/P1010518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1505/1498/400/P1010518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;  &lt;em&gt;Sunset view from the top of hurthill.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15968276-113659936762722998?l=heartbeatofpenang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartbeatofpenang.blogs
