<?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-8186516425850079389</id><updated>2012-02-03T03:12:21.545+08:00</updated><category term='My Start...'/><title type='text'>Living My Life Without Regrets</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-5812601665746241144</id><published>2011-10-05T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T17:44:19.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 November 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_LFAN9xILw/TowfBvfNXvI/AAAAAAAAANg/yX6sVCoLmns/s1600/Wedding+invite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_LFAN9xILw/TowfBvfNXvI/AAAAAAAAANg/yX6sVCoLmns/s320/Wedding+invite.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"&gt;19 November 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To all my Dear Friends whom I have invited,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope you will&amp;nbsp;witness and grace&amp;nbsp;this special&amp;nbsp;day with me. It might be a long time since we last chatted or met, I sincerely hope you will come and share this day of my life with me. You are important and are part of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Thought through my guestlist before inviting you... So.. come hor! haha..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being feeling&amp;nbsp;excited and joyful as the day&amp;nbsp;is&amp;nbsp;coming.&amp;nbsp;However,&amp;nbsp;I've been feeling sad and teary when I recalled some&amp;nbsp;of the friendships which&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;lost when I was&amp;nbsp;preparing my guestlist.&amp;nbsp;I know it may sound abit drama but these words are from my heart. Friends who have stood by my side and fought the good fight of faith, friends whom I had the priviledged to minister to them, friends who used to be in the same ministry as me and under the same discipleship... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To all my dear friends whom I have ministered before, I am sorry for letting you down, one way or another. BUT i know God is at work, He will see you through and be in the midst of you as I have been praying for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Feelings aside, what God is unfolding truly is more than what I can imagined, ask or think.. He is bringing me back to the old path, this time round.. with wisdom and the guidance of the Holy Spirit.. Not gullible anymore.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jer 6:16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what the L&lt;span style="font-variant: small-caps;"&gt;ord&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“Stop at the crossroads and look around.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ask for the old, godly way, and walk in it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Travel its path, and you will find rest for your souls.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mayce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/8186516425850079389-5812601665746241144?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5812601665746241144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=5812601665746241144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/5812601665746241144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/5812601665746241144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2011/10/19-november-2011.html' title='19 November 2011'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_LFAN9xILw/TowfBvfNXvI/AAAAAAAAANg/yX6sVCoLmns/s72-c/Wedding+invite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-7213851632448143726</id><published>2011-08-05T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T18:06:07.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My One Year in Patschoolhouse Halifax</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My One Year Working in Patschoolhouse Halifax&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got attracted to this line because I love kids, love their smile and love their simple heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, it is physically and emotionally draining for me because I was taking care of the playgroup children. They required all my attention and besides, I have to go for night class, 3 times a week. However tough and tiring the journey was, I managed to survive through my one year! Wow~~  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is by His grace and the wonderful and awesome colleagues that supported me throughout the one year (many more years). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special thanks to Ms Serene! She gave me advice, counsel, corrected my mistakes and supported me whenever I needed help. Her hugs and concerns are genuine and I thank God for placing her in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Belle and Michelle for being my level partners. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Jiang for being my partner. You know what, I really love working with you. You are not calculative and always supporting and helping me as a freshie. I hope that I can be able to work with you again and again and again and again. Hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jessica!!!!!!! If you are looking at my blog, I just wanna tell you that I love the genuine friendship that we have built. Thank you for your generosity, love, advice and help. Please keep in contact, and if you want anything from Singapore, especially ba gua, let me know... Will post to you. I am looking forward to London next year Dec. Study hard, play hard and take a look at the western world for me. Take lots of pictures and we will be there SHORTLY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you baby for the daily dosage of love that kept me going till now. You have been my greatest support. Your advice on how to handle the kiddos and situations at work makes me think you should be teaching the kiddos instead.. Haha... Your love and patience I am learning and absorbing everyday.&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/8186516425850079389-7213851632448143726?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7213851632448143726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=7213851632448143726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7213851632448143726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7213851632448143726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-one-year-in-patschoolhouse-halifax.html' title='My One Year in Patschoolhouse Halifax'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-720553426087068995</id><published>2011-04-24T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T17:03:22.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation in progress</title><content type='html'>My heart is so excited and yet at the same time, feeling heartache coz cannot bare to leave my parents.. I am getting married soon. Mummy and the whole family especially jie jie are more excited than I am.. They are bringing me to POH HENG to select jewels for my wedding~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the date is getting closer, there are just so many things to plan out and execute..&lt;br /&gt;Plan out the guest list~&lt;br /&gt;Buy bed~&lt;br /&gt;Book tickets for honeymoon~&lt;br /&gt;Rental of bus for entourage~&lt;br /&gt;Rental of cars for wedding day~&lt;br /&gt;Decorations for our church matrimony~&lt;br /&gt;Food tasting~&lt;br /&gt;Book hotel~&lt;br /&gt;Prepare ang baos~&lt;br /&gt;Select wedding gowns~&lt;br /&gt;Wedding favors~&lt;br /&gt;Meetup with all the entouragess...&lt;br /&gt;Practice walkin march with the page boy(Nathan) and flower girl(Debbie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so so so so many more~~~ haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Health&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go gym&lt;br /&gt;Go swim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna thank Yvonne Jiu Mu for being an adviser and counselor to me during this period of time. Thank you so so much... :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Baby for being so understanding towards my school and work commitments... Love u baby...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-720553426087068995?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/720553426087068995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=720553426087068995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/720553426087068995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/720553426087068995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2011/04/preparation-in-progress.html' title='Preparation in progress'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-188514566079658510</id><published>2011-03-27T22:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T23:49:15.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A gratitude heart despite bad experiences</title><content type='html'>Used to be angry and bitter with whom I had bad experiences with, I learnt to grow from there and be thankful for all those bad experiences which made me a stronger and mature person. There's a saying, "Without the tough experiences, I will never be able to feel and be compassionate for another person" which I felt was so true. I am thankful that God has His wonderful plan, a plan that is meant for good, to give me a future and a hope. Heart is just so thankful to God that after all the bad experiences, he has blessed me with a wonderful fiance and soon to be my husband, Victor. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Someday, someone will walk into your life and make you realise why it never work out with anyone else"&lt;/strong&gt;&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/8186516425850079389-188514566079658510?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/188514566079658510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=188514566079658510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/188514566079658510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/188514566079658510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2011/03/gratitude-heart-despite-bad-experiences.html' title='A gratitude heart despite bad experiences'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-5223401842134774295</id><published>2010-11-14T23:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T00:40:46.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Nov 2010 ("Yes, I Do"!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A love journey that is going to last with His Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/TOAGTLiJJxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Tlg8lGeFHTE/s1600/Victor%2Band%2BMayce%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539434468248987410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/TOAGTLiJJxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Tlg8lGeFHTE/s320/Victor%2Band%2BMayce%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; 3 Nov 2010 was one of the dates I wouldn't forget. It was an evening full of romance, surprise, joy and happiness. The start for a new beginning for Victor and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The story of his proposal begins: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gave a phone call to Ms Ada(my principal) and asked if he could propose to me in school with my friends and family members. Ms Ada was so excited and said this will mark the beginning of many proposals to come. Victor met up with Ms Leng Na and Belle on 1 Nov 2010 to plan the setup. On that evening, I was still in office when Ms Leng Na "shoo" me off to my night class as Vic and Gabe were waiting outside my school (I know nothing). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On the actual day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was asked to evacuate my whole class to Michelle's class, reason being, "Uncle Bala is going to do some drilling in your class at 4.30pm, so you have to move your whole class to Jemina Puddle Duck", Ms Leng Na. I followed her instructions not knowing that the proposal will take place near my class. I was supposed to be at the playground with the kiddos at 4.45pm but Jiang Qi, my partner asked me to finish up the things to be done for my noticeboard in Michelle's class. I said "ok"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms Leng Na then came in shortly to comment on my portfolio. I was "kan chiong" coz she gave some comments for me to improve on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 5.30pm, I wanted to visit the toilet and was told to use a specific toilet. I was like~~ (what's going on today??) But didn't pay much attention to that coz I was beginning to be stress up over my portfolios. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 5.50pm, I wanted to go back to class to take my hp coz Victor said he will be coming to pick me from my school but was held back by Michelle and the reason being, "Ms Jessica is still in the toilet, I cannot handle the kids by myself". I said no problem and waited for Ms Jessica to come back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 6pm, Michelle said, "Ms Leng Na just give me a call and she wants to see you immediately at fast track room to discuss with you about your portfolio". I was like "siao liao this time"! Very stressed me slowly dragged myself to the fast track room and along the way, some teachers smiled at me and said Ms Leng Na wants to see me. At the back of my mind I was thinking "You guys must be laughing at my portfolios, sighhhhh~~~"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While walking up the staircase, I saw candles that were lighted and roses that were evenly spread, but I couldnt care less coz my mind was filled with "PORTFOLIOS"(Ms Leng Na, if you happened to be at my blog, I was really stressful ok!!!! hahahaha)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The moment I opened the door, I was SHOCKED! Victor was holding on to the roses and the many flashes from the camera started to flash at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was like....... That's it! It is "D" day~ Happy, pleasantly surprise, overjoyed... You name it, I am over the air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539440341101822898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/TOALpBnXw7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/zZnBZVjPbZQ/s320/Victor%2Band%2BMayce%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                      The video done by Victor's manager. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539440872428135666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/TOAMH89b5PI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CA8ME5nMFZc/s320/Victor%2Band%2BMayce%2B%25283%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                                        My parents and Victor's Family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Especially to "Robert" (Hi Boss aka Brother, if you are looking at this blog, I was really hoping that you were there for my proposal day. But Victor said there was limited space, so couldnt take in so many people. We will meet up with you soon!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks to all my dearest friends(Liang, Jeremy, Karen Chia, Keeliang, Shu Jun, Zhanwei, Claire, Gabe and Meiyi) who were there to help out on this special day. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you Mummy and Daddy for coming! Your presence means so much to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you Victor's Mummy, Daddy and Vanessa for coming too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thank you Ms Ada, Ms Leng Na, Belle, Michelle, Jessica, Xiao Yun Lao Shi and Jiang Qi for your support! Love you all. Thank God I am in Halifax! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Vernon(Victor's Brother): Thank you so much for the arrangements and the help you have given to Victor. Without your help, it wouldnt be such a great day for me and Victor. You are awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Last but not least! Thank you Jesus for making it happened for both of us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;James 1:12 Blessed is the man who endures temptation; for when he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life which the Lord has promised to those who love Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our Wedding Date has been set. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;19 November 2011 (Matrimony and Solemnization)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;20 November 2011 (Traditonal Chinese Wedding and Banquet)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are enjoying the process of planning and anticipating for that day to come. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-5223401842134774295?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5223401842134774295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=5223401842134774295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/5223401842134774295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/5223401842134774295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-nov-2010-yes-i-do.html' title='3 Nov 2010 (&quot;Yes, I Do&quot;!)'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/TOAGTLiJJxI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Tlg8lGeFHTE/s72-c/Victor%2Band%2BMayce%2B%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-6041653066427465293</id><published>2010-09-10T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T16:39:43.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates about my life</title><content type='html'>"Fun at Work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been very happy and looking forward for everyday's work. Coz to me is not just work, but is fun with the kiddos. However, maybe my immune systemai is not that strong, I often am sick due to sore throat and recently had tonsilitis. It was a painful experience for me coz i cannot even swallow my own saliva and had high fever for many days. Was admitted to hospital to be put on a drip and antibotic. 3 days later I recovered and was given 9 days hospitalisation leave. Am contemplating to work till Dec' coz my family is worried about my health condition. Everyday been feeding myself with pi pa gao, honey and vitamin C to keep me away from becoming sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my kiddos coz of their innocence, purity and simple heart. They are not complicated and are fun to be with. They have the most adorable smile and it melts my heart. It trains my patience also coz I have to repeat over a hundred times to behave themselves and etc.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My Family"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am probably the most blessed person here on earth to have such a wonderful family. I love my mummy, daddy, brother and sister. I can talk to my mummy about everything and anything under the sun. Just yesterday night we chatted till 2 am about my future, family, marriage, relationship and work. Through her, I learnt wisdom. How to become wiser when making certain and important decisions in life. She is also a great listener and giving great counsel to my circumstances. Thou daddy is often quiet, he expresses his love towards us through actions. His actions is definitely louder than words. He fetches me to work whenever he could and picks me up from my night classes every night. He is such a great daddy!! I love him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-6041653066427465293?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6041653066427465293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=6041653066427465293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/6041653066427465293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/6041653066427465293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2010/09/updates-about-my-life.html' title='Updates about my life'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-8251692998806821242</id><published>2010-06-07T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:54:40.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day in Patschoolhouse</title><content type='html'>Vic asked me to blog on my first experience working with children so that next time when I am weary, at least I can have this blog to turn to, remembering the first experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One sentence/phase to describe my first experience working in Patschoolhouse: "Holistic experience"! Friendly and sincere staff, great environment with lots of plain water(for some closer friends who know me) and finally adorable and lovely children. What more can I ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the children, but not their behaviour at times. I've learnt that if I dont like them behaving in a certain manner for example, snatching, I will tell them, "Brendon, I dont like you snatching the ball from Jolene. Can you please return back and ask her politely if you can borrow the ball from her". When you have to repeat this sentence every now and then....... is really no joke, hahahaha.... Thus, the most important character I have to develop is "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PATIENCE"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing in time to come, I will develop my mind and heart to be like what the WOG says, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LONGSUFFERING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed this prayer before entering into Patschoolhouse this morning, saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dear God, please give me wisdom to guide the children to become who you want them to be"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this prayer will follow me throughout the days, months and years in Patschoolhouse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-8251692998806821242?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8251692998806821242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=8251692998806821242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8251692998806821242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8251692998806821242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-day-in-patschoolhouse.html' title='First Day in Patschoolhouse'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-3545941966554973905</id><published>2010-06-06T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:34:10.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 big cups of herbal tea and litres of water</title><content type='html'>Vic has a bad sore throat and fever since yesterday night but insisted on wanting to play with Marcus on a Saturday morning. He arrived my house at 10am but was in a bad shape. I then gave a sms to Yvonne Jiu Mu saying we couldnt make it as Vic wasnt well. She was so sweet to send her regards hours later to see if Vic was well.&lt;br /&gt;I made for him 2*Pi Pa Gao Drink, 2*Herbal Tea and tonnes(Litres) of water. He probably drank up to 5 litres of water today.&lt;br /&gt;I am praying hard that he will get well soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-3545941966554973905?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3545941966554973905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=3545941966554973905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/3545941966554973905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/3545941966554973905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-big-cups-of-herbal-tea-and-litres-of.html' title='4 big cups of herbal tea and litres of water'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-1506470627191876847</id><published>2010-06-02T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:50:37.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got my dream job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/TAZ9NR3EX3I/AAAAAAAAAME/tiDZDb6udU0/s1600/3534396870_5a7ce8c6dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478203663828934514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/TAZ9NR3EX3I/AAAAAAAAAME/tiDZDb6udU0/s320/3534396870_5a7ce8c6dd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love kids, especially toddlers. Been given an opportunity to teach in Patschoolhouse Halifax starting on Monday. I was elated when Miss Ada(principal) told me that I have been selected to be their teaching staff to the 3 years old. All thanks to Angie(teacher from Patschool Sgoon) that I am able to go for the interview! A big THANK YOU to you!! I will be transferred to Patschool Serangoon in year 2011, January. Can't wait to work together with Angie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the interview, I was told to tell a story to the 3 years old. Thank God for His Grace, the children were all so responsive and happy to hear the story which I thought I could have done it better. I am so thankful for the benefits as a teaching staff which was doubled and triple more than what I could ever ask or imagine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truly, what is ahead of me is "Joy, Laughter, Compassion, Positive Reinforce Challenges, Grace and greatest of all LOVE"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My motto in the next phase of life(work): "Happy Children, Happy Teacher"! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-1506470627191876847?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1506470627191876847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=1506470627191876847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/1506470627191876847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/1506470627191876847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-got-my-dream-job.html' title='I&apos;ve got my dream job!'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/TAZ9NR3EX3I/AAAAAAAAAME/tiDZDb6udU0/s72-c/3534396870_5a7ce8c6dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-6828892863328475247</id><published>2010-04-04T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T23:19:07.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Victor and Mayce :)</title><content type='html'>First of all to start with, I am proud to present to you Mr and Mrs.... hahahahaha.. Not so soon la huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am overjoyed to receive this awesome gift from God. The journey of me having a nice impression about him was when we started the project on "Eager Beaver Family Carnival Day". From planning to executing, he never fails to be patient towards things which were stressful and the last min stuff. I was impressed! I thought to myself, what a great event with him around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From good impression to developing feelings for him, I told myself to pray and if he is meant to be, he is meant to be.. Once I identify that my feelings and emotions are starting to go wild, I told myself not to think anymore because I dont want to hold high expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt did I know that he felt the same towards me. I was so so so so so so pleasantly shocked when he approached me after the Easter Service. He said he wanted to share some stuff with me and I thought it was serious. But when he told me how he feels toward me, I was speechless. I thought to myself, "Oh dear.. I havent got myself prepared".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked and talked, ended up in airport. Led by the Holy Spirit, we came to the spot where our cg members were. Woah! We chatted with them for awhile then left for late dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to have dinner at T3. I kinda settled down in my heart and then we went on together. Started to sms to Cheryl and Nathanael coz they are the close buddies in our company. Next I send out email to one of my friend then down to me sending sms to Liang Liang, Karen Chia and Shu Jun, gave a phone call to Zhanwei, email to Dev and sms to Meiyi. Haha.. These are the closest among all friends in my life! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it is really a gift from God. I prayed and God answered my prayer. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-6828892863328475247?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6828892863328475247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=6828892863328475247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/6828892863328475247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/6828892863328475247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2010/04/victor-and-mayce.html' title='Victor and Mayce :)'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-8882696863567052021</id><published>2010-02-05T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:06:25.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dream that I have always longed for it to happen</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night, I dreamt of my very good friend that used to come to church. She was kinda helping out in the cg as a helper, but somehow went MIA after 6 months. I was depressed, heartbroken because I didnt just look upon her as our cg helper, she was my sister, closest sister in the cg.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that she was running towards me, giving me a big hug. Tears rolled downed because I was so touched, that moment I've been longing for came to pass, then to realise it was just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I got up, eyes swollen.. guessed I cried alot in the dream. But it wasnt la.. Something grew near to my eyelid..&lt;br /&gt;I really miss her like crazy. Went to friendster which I didnt touch for the past 2 years, facebook searched for her name but no avail. :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I dropped her a message in the friendster, whether or not she sees in one day, I dont know. But all I know is I have done what I could, leaving the rest to my Maker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-8882696863567052021?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8882696863567052021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=8882696863567052021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8882696863567052021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8882696863567052021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2010/02/dream-that-i-have-always-longed-for-it.html' title='A dream that I have always longed for it to happen'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-1590261129644997774</id><published>2010-01-07T01:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:16:28.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my Long Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TFPbIha5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/l7xNFo5dU9c/s1600-h/IMG_4919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423676720033131410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TFPbIha5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/l7xNFo5dU9c/s320/IMG_4919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TE2t_D9NI/AAAAAAAAAL0/2OaqAHHXjFE/s1600-h/IMG_4919.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TD2Vf75II/AAAAAAAAALk/9SgRU-vrcRk/s1600-h/DSC01774.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really really miss my Long Hair.. How I wish I can grow it once again. Is really difficult to keep shorty hair coz is messy... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TE2WCgheI/AAAAAAAAALs/xvjZXqcKo4c/s1600-h/IMG_4906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423676289168999906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TE2WCgheI/AAAAAAAAALs/xvjZXqcKo4c/s320/IMG_4906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TD2Vf75II/AAAAAAAAALk/9SgRU-vrcRk/s1600-h/DSC01774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423675189512365186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TD2Vf75II/AAAAAAAAALk/9SgRU-vrcRk/s320/DSC01774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TD2C2kOMI/AAAAAAAAALc/iuv5QP-FfLE/s1600-h/mayce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423675184507009218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TD2C2kOMI/AAAAAAAAALc/iuv5QP-FfLE/s320/mayce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See... I love my long hair... haha... Might as well buy wig right... Yeah, that was what I am thinking too, but if i buy wig, people will think I got bald hair.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-1590261129644997774?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1590261129644997774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=1590261129644997774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/1590261129644997774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/1590261129644997774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss-my-long-hair.html' title='I miss my Long Hair'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/S0TFPbIha5I/AAAAAAAAAL8/l7xNFo5dU9c/s72-c/IMG_4919.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-2240210671043081237</id><published>2010-01-07T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:06:23.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010! Breakthrough Year</title><content type='html'>I am thankful to God for my life that He has given to me.. My family, colleagues, friends and buddies. In the midst of the journey, there were mountains of mistakes and decisions that I have made and were wrong, but they never fail to encourage me and lend me their listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2008 and 2009, it hasnt been easy for me.. Broke up with my boyfriend, undergone an operation. It was just in a span of 2 years when all those happened BUT I still want to thank God, not for bringing me through all the hurts and pains, but to thank him for blessing me with such wonderful people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, 2010 is going to be a breakthrough for my life! I sense and believe is going to happen!&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to minimise mistakes at work, be efficient by prioritizing all my work, write on the things to do list and checklist, make sure that all things that have to be done are all done. For my physical health, I want to be able to exercise regularly like.. haha.. swimming once a week (lifesaving course), jog twice a week, go for routine checkup. For relationship.. this year, I really hope and pray that I will find my MR RIGHT. Not because I am desparate to get married, but I think I am in the right age and now that I have fully move on! (how i know? because when i see the person, i dont have the uneasy feeling anymore) :) No hurry, but just keep praying! :)&lt;br /&gt;For my spiritual life, I pray that I will have encounters with Him like never before, not flaky kind, but to really hear His Voice, read the Word and act out His Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to stop here. Coz really got to go to sleep. Tmr meeting after meetings.. So got to get charged up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know why I stay up so late just to write my blog probably because I read someone's blog and he inspired me about Love. Love is about giving at all cost without having intentions to have any returns. :) Something to think and meditate upon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-2240210671043081237?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2240210671043081237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=2240210671043081237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/2240210671043081237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/2240210671043081237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-breakthrough-year.html' title='2010! Breakthrough Year'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-4468752784113819783</id><published>2009-10-09T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:04:02.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>My face and ear turned red when I received an email in the morning... Went to the toilet and tears....... I dont know how to react.... Happy :) or Sad.... I think i need to change my blog name to livingmylifewithfullofregrets........ another shock I got.. After work, I took a bus from clementi to serangoon (been a long while since Secondary School that I took a long ride).... Emo right... :( sorry ah, so negative today... just feel that I need to vent out abit since I can only hide the feelings to myself... :( I am really sad..... Mayce ah.........................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-4468752784113819783?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4468752784113819783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=4468752784113819783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/4468752784113819783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/4468752784113819783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-5111626736479193934</id><published>2009-10-03T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:08:07.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Experience with Acupuncture</title><content type='html'>Well, why did I go for acupuncture?? Not really a good experience. Having a long long needle to poke into your head and hand, not a nice feeling! It is in fact painful, but like what I told you previously, having to have IV tubes before, to me, needles are nothing! haha... like real.. :p Well, show you some of the photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SsdnqDVBMaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eYANt-1s8so/s1600-h/PIC_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388389451317719458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SsdnqDVBMaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eYANt-1s8so/s320/PIC_0197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SsdndZG6U4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/pkUgO9DDCuM/s1600-h/PIC_0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388389233825829762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SsdndZG6U4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/pkUgO9DDCuM/s320/PIC_0196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eee right... heehee.. coz my headache came back, stupid headache, dont know why kept tickling me... so I went to "Zhong Zheng Hospital" @ Toa Payoh, super cheap! $4 for my treatment... The treatment works, but....... my headache still comes back the next day! :( Well, if you can, pls keep me in prayer.. Tell the bug inside of my head to go away, be cast into the swine!!!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-5111626736479193934?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/5111626736479193934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=5111626736479193934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/5111626736479193934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/5111626736479193934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-experience-with-acupuncture.html' title='My Experience with Acupuncture'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SsdnqDVBMaI/AAAAAAAAAK4/eYANt-1s8so/s72-c/PIC_0197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-4232359868245661821</id><published>2009-09-24T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:33:20.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving My ENEMIES... Tough one..</title><content type='html'>Recently, I received a phone call from an agent selling Vacuum cleaners. She said that my friend recommended me to have a complimentary services to vacuum 2 mattresses in my house, so i said why not. At first I was quite shock that my friend didnt ask me for permission before giving  that agent my number, but anyhow, I gave her my particulars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She came to my house, talked to my mother and introduced to us this super good vacuum cleaner that cost $3000 plus. THough is quite expensive, but after the demonstration, I felt that it is actually good for my sister as she has sensitive nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the story short, my dad told me is too expensive, and told the agent we will reconsider, but you know what the agent replied was??? "Are you Singaporean? Even the president bought the machine from me." My dad was furious, he got up and said what kind of  question that was and asked her out of my house. She took back the name card that she originally gave to my dad! My goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I am still quite furious with my friend who gave my contact no away, but then, my boss asked me, so what can you do right now? Scold her? I just said, "I must bless her!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-4232359868245661821?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4232359868245661821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=4232359868245661821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/4232359868245661821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/4232359868245661821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/09/loving-my-enemies-tough-one.html' title='Loving My ENEMIES... Tough one..'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-656940118396778285</id><published>2009-09-24T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:22:49.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great time in Early Childhood Education..</title><content type='html'>I love my lecturer Joy, she makes studies enjoyable for all of us. Having to study without feeling it is a drag, how great can that be! She made all of us laugh till we dropped when she shared with us her experience with young children. Come to think of it, I didnt regret entering into this course, but at times, it can be quite tirring especially when I have to go to school after my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just returned home after having dinner with Eric. We had MA LA HUO GUO.. man! I went toilet a couple of times. Couldnt take it, I took a cab home. Had a great time talking with the cabbie uncle. He made me realise that parents have their own share of anointing when it comes to educating their children. They may not have gone through the early childhood program, but look where we have come so far! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-656940118396778285?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/656940118396778285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=656940118396778285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/656940118396778285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/656940118396778285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-time-in-early-childhood-education.html' title='Great time in Early Childhood Education..'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-7090896965406599116</id><published>2009-07-18T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T01:59:46.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shock</title><content type='html'>Just this morning I received a sms from my friend and was told that the other friend that I was with 2 days ago was confirmed H1N1 patient!! I got a shock and started to think that the virus could have been spread to me as I was having sore throat and fever of 38.9 degrees the day before. I jumped out of my bed, gave a phone call to my sister wore a surgical mask and flagged for taxi to go TTSH. 2 taxi drivers refused to take me in... ARG... but thank God for one uncle who brought me there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached there, the doctor took my temperature and I was asked to go into a room.. The doc explained to me that the H1N1 is so common right now and even if I am positive, they wouldnt want to do the test for me unless I am pregnant or have diabetes.. So I paid $85, got some flu medicine and antibotics and head straight home.. Thank God my sister accompanied me if not I think I would have gone crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home, ate medicine and head off to nap.. 3 hours later, my friend smsed me again and this time round, guess what she said in the sms... Mayce ah... the doctor asked "our friend"was asked to go back to hospital again and confirmed that HE IS NOT diagnosed with H1N1.... I was super happy la.. coz was thinking if really got the virus, I wouldnt be able to go for Ruxin and Derrick's wedding which I already missed Karen yeo and Daniel Chia's one, dont wanna miss RX and Derr again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think really because of prayer la.. coz my boss and rowena were praying for me not to be contacted with H1N1. Really thank God! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really couldnt get to bed now because afternoon slept too much.. Just went to Karen Yeo and Daniel's blog, ruxin, jiaying, samantha, zhihong, zhanwei, serena and evelyn's blog, and even my dearest friend... Karen Chia is blogging... Aiyoyoyoyo.. think is time for me to start writing my blog frequently.. (this is what I have been saying, but the thing is i sleep rather early and dont have a habit of logging into the net after work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an interesting question to post and if you are reading my blog, maybe u can give me some enlightenment.. How to know if you like the person and am ready to get involve in a relationship? I have searched for the web and they gave me all sorts of answers, but I wanna hear the view from the bloggers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-7090896965406599116?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7090896965406599116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=7090896965406599116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7090896965406599116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7090896965406599116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/07/shock.html' title='A Shock'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-7565698259892551353</id><published>2009-06-05T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:26:50.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Childhood</title><content type='html'>Not going SIM, Not going healthcare either.. here i come Early Childhood.. :) In fact from the very beginning, I should have selected Diploma in Early Childhood. But anyway, "living my life without regrets"... In July, I will be going for Diploma in Early Childhood with Learning Capital. After subsidy from the government, I only need to pay $2960... :) Thank God for the subsidy.. Be studying part time over the span of 2 years.. Meanwhile, I will continue to work in my current workplace..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a interesting conversation with John. Was telling him that every parent should go for Early Childhood Programme.. They should be educated on the characteristics and development of their children. Even though there may not be a perfect solution to upbring our next generation, but I believe that these courses will help us better understand the different stages of development of a child. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch "Supernanny"? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q82EYa3y6E4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q82EYa3y6E4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream is to open a childcare and a learning center where parents can learn how to upbring their children... :) So, this shall be my first step towards my dream..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-7565698259892551353?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7565698259892551353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=7565698259892551353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7565698259892551353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7565698259892551353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/06/early-childhood.html' title='Early Childhood'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-8484678070588910463</id><published>2009-03-14T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:45:43.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intense moments</title><content type='html'>This morning is really hectic for me. In fact, most of the fridays are hectic because of the weekend preparation. Wanted to take MC this morning coz my head pressure is on and off (after coming back from Kukup) inspite of the Chinese medicine that I am taking. Well, in the end I hanged on by taking some painkillers. I should be resting right now, but couldnt get to sleep. So decided to blog so that I can keep my buddies updated on what's going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Another 2 more months before leaving SLI. Been working there for 3 years. I guess is time for me to go to a new environment where I can grow and not be stagnant. Comprehending whether to study in SIM (Business) or to take up a career in healthcare. I have always been wanting to be a nurse but the thing is, it requires me to do shift work and with my current condition right now, I am not too sure if I can take it. To study in SIM (BSC Business) allows me to have opportunities in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;What do I like and see myself doing in the future? Erm... (To be continue) Gonna call meiyi right now to discuss plans for tmr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-8484678070588910463?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8484678070588910463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=8484678070588910463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8484678070588910463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8484678070588910463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/03/intense-moments.html' title='Intense moments'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-7654677901106757047</id><published>2009-03-09T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:25:11.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Kukup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTCM_yLuGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ahQHjRQdL8E/s1600-h/all+of+us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311083389112793186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTCM_yLuGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ahQHjRQdL8E/s320/all+of+us.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is "all of us" who went for the trip to Kukup.. Total 19 of us took a coach from Singapore Malaysia Bus Terminal to travel up to Kukup.. Not a very long journey but the bus was late!! It wasnt easy to coordinate this trip coz "some of them" have different opinions and i found hidden characters being manified BUT not going to share coz must protect the interest of everyone.. Enjoyed myself and wondered why "Mummy and her twin sister 6th aunty" sat on the chair?? coz they are twins ma.. haha.. so happy to see mummy and 6th aunty and all the aunties together, laughed together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTBfq_D-4I/AAAAAAAAAIw/tt_VyPmOm3Y/s1600-h/me%26sis.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTBfZXyKCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6DLoF797YKA/s1600-h/baby+Qiqi+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311082605707405346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTBfZXyKCI/AAAAAAAAAIo/6DLoF797YKA/s320/baby+Qiqi+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey, i must introduce her.. She is so adorable.. Her name is QIQI.. my cousin's daughter.. Her smile melts people's heart.. So dont play play..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTBfGINC3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/2n9zYEyEne4/s1600-h/baby+Qiqi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311082600541784946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTBfGINC3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/2n9zYEyEne4/s320/baby+Qiqi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTBe_0dyHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/291t5kEqVdY/s1600-h/all+of+us.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTBe_3V7ZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-s4Zjc9mFBY/s1600-h/3+of+us.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311082598860451218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTBe_3V7ZI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/-s4Zjc9mFBY/s320/3+of+us.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh.. my piao jie.. She and her husband own 7 units of terrace houses.. Awesome! We stayed in one of them and is really cool.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-7654677901106757047?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7654677901106757047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=7654677901106757047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7654677901106757047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7654677901106757047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/03/trip-to-kukup.html' title='Trip to Kukup'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbTCM_yLuGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ahQHjRQdL8E/s72-c/all+of+us.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-8681944726057037029</id><published>2009-02-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T00:23:11.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My FIRST Infant Swimming Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqILxUR14I/AAAAAAAAAJg/A_TlWk2a6us/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312708446235252610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqILxUR14I/AAAAAAAAAJg/A_TlWk2a6us/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqHX4tEcVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EXBijw5QmtQ/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312707554865082706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqHX4tEcVI/AAAAAAAAAJY/EXBijw5QmtQ/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqGwYH73mI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8vXLSFROT5Y/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312706876104498786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqGwYH73mI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8vXLSFROT5Y/s320/DSC00034.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/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqFwaK3mGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/xiDiadDmfNY/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312705777142044770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqFwaK3mGI/AAAAAAAAAJI/xiDiadDmfNY/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqDt-FjlcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/u4ZF61VhsIo/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703536220575170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqDt-FjlcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/u4ZF61VhsIo/s320/DSC00031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the photos are up!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking at the sky @ 4pm, thought that the class might be cancelled today, BUT when i know that dylan and family were on the way down to the swimming class, i was so excited. Got myself ready, wore the swimming attire and there I was, teaching the first lesson of the infant swimming class. To be honest, I was really nervous. 3 babies, and dylan was one of them...&lt;br /&gt;We sang "I'm a little teapot &amp;amp; Teddy Bear" songs... Could see that the parents were enjoying themselves.. haha.. (shall post the photos soon). Thought that today's lesson was rather short, but my coaches told me that "time is up, is already past 45minutes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna work abit harder to complete all my programme, altogether there are 36 lessons!!!! (3 stages, 3 months for each stage, 1 month 4 lessons).. Uncle Nat!!! you got to help me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i really enjoy teaching or rather playing with babies.. They are so adorable but of course need lots and tonnes of patience... Sometimes, you need to "bribe" them in order for them to like you.. But i don't bribe, I GIVE them toys!.. hahaha... :)&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/8186516425850079389-8681944726057037029?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8681944726057037029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=8681944726057037029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8681944726057037029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8681944726057037029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-first-infant-swimming-class.html' title='My FIRST Infant Swimming Class'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SbqILxUR14I/AAAAAAAAAJg/A_TlWk2a6us/s72-c/DSC00047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-2877952020315798796</id><published>2009-02-17T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:59:59.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Red Dates"</title><content type='html'>Really am tired after a long day at work. Now my stamina is way low low.. Last time used to cheong from morning till late night, but now.. the only thing that I will do after a day at work is to go home and rest.. Probably it will take some time before my stamina comes back. Been drinking tea (logan plus red dates) recommended by chinese physician, plenty of water to keep myself stronger. Here.. found something relative to red dates from the website, "In Chinese medicine, dates are said to nourish both qi and blood. Red Dates as they nourish the blood and qi and calm the ‘spirit’." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been wanting to quickly get back the strength but I know it will take awhile coz is barely 6 months.. Mayce, be patient!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-2877952020315798796?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2877952020315798796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=2877952020315798796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/2877952020315798796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/2877952020315798796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/02/red-dates.html' title='&quot;Red Dates&quot;'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-7230901301499558792</id><published>2009-02-16T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:12:49.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Feb 16 2009</title><content type='html'>Woo.. I realised that it really has been the longest time since I blog.. Jiaying.. here is my updates.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went to see a GP for my headache again, yes.. is my headache. Will be doing my 3rd scan soon so please keep me in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the nursery room on Sunday and the babies are so so so adorable. Met up with Ryan's baby, Charis and Jewel.. Soon Serena's one too.. :) The nursery room is so well equipped.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will keep my blog in an active mode from now onwards.. :) Have a great week ahead my friends.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-7230901301499558792?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7230901301499558792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=7230901301499558792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7230901301499558792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7230901301499558792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-feb-16-2009.html' title='Monday, Feb 16 2009'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-2673529600042112263</id><published>2008-09-28T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:10:50.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With a Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>Woo.. time flies.. It has been closed to a month since i blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to my mummy and daddy who stood by me when I was in the A &amp;amp; E ward. Is scary to be alone when you are admitted to hospital. Thanks to Dr Wong and Dr Ros, my aunty for giving me advices to go for the scan. Early detection is better than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually diagnosed with brain aneurysm from the CT scan. It is a blood vessel that is swollen and may burst anytime(layman terms). When i found out, i thank God for His grace and mercy throughout the 6 months because this intense headache has been with me for almost half a year. I didnt go for any scan till last week. But thank God after the MRI scan, it shows only a tumor on my brain which through a small surgery, it will be easily removed. :) And i pray that before my surgery, my doctor will tell me that the tumor is gone! haha.. that will be wonderful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Zhihong that I am very scare of IV.. super scare... And before the doctor place the IV on me, i requested for anaesthesia. I think i am the first patient to request for that. But I cannot define my anxiety and how painful it is .. those who went through before should know what i mean.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank my boss, Robert and staff from Sports Lifestyle who came and visited me and gave me the full support. Wanna thank Destiny and Faith for the little gift that they gave to me.. So adorable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to thank Pastor Chee Kiang and Evelyn, Joseph and Lingying, Dev and of course CK zone for praying for me. Lingying, thanks for giving me advice and calming my heart down whenever i called you. I believe is really because of all your prayers that turns the situation around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mrs Caroline Tan for your sms, the Word strengthens my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks aunty( Zhi Hong's mummy), you came and visited me in the morning and gave a peace of heart to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank Meiyi, Arjunan and of course my entire cg who stand in the gap and pray for me. Thanks guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many i wanna thank.. haha.. but also wanna take this opportunity to thank Xue en, my sister and Yun Zhi for coming every day when i need company and you bought magazines for me! :) And thanks bro, you came and visited me at A &amp;amp; E ward straight after your work in the morning, i am so touched! Touched by the milo that you bought for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your prayers, love, company and care..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-2673529600042112263?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/2673529600042112263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=2673529600042112263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/2673529600042112263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/2673529600042112263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/09/with-thankful-heart.html' title='With a Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-1513224988260798076</id><published>2008-09-02T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:21:23.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I went RUNNING, no la.. is JOGGING...</title><content type='html'>Can u imagine??? I couldn't imagine in the first place either until reality hits.. I went jogging.. haha.. It has been a long long long time since i went jogging!! But it is really refreshing and I get to stretch my limits.. Well, it has been a great day for me!! :) There shall be a continuity to it! I am determined... haha.. Tml is my swimming day! What a Sporty Lifestyle (SLI).. haha.. Hopefully it can last.. Surely it can last.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am now officially taking baby swimming classes. If you have babies between 6 mths old to 2 years old, give me a call!! We want you... to join our baby swimming class.... no obligation of course, but you can always come down for a trial session. We are located at Sembawang, Admiral Country Club. Email me at mayce@sportslifestyle.com.sg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall ask my friend to take photos for me during the baby swimming lesson.. Stay tune.. yeah!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-1513224988260798076?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/1513224988260798076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=1513224988260798076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/1513224988260798076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/1513224988260798076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-went-running-no-la-is-jogging.html' title='I went RUNNING, no la.. is JOGGING...'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-8655046503306501983</id><published>2008-09-01T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T01:50:36.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A date to be remembered</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLrZn7236EI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MrQc2MkemUg/s1600-h/victory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLrZn7236EI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MrQc2MkemUg/s320/victory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240740396504967234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is truly a day of release and victory. On this date, the devil is defeated because Mayce has won a victory. Is going to be a brand new chapter in my life. Through this experience, I realised that I can put the blame on everyone else except myself, not knowing that it was the decision that I made that caused me to walk through that experience. Perhaps, most of the you may be reading a parable now, haha.. that's what is meant to be. But just wanna put across one important lesson: The decision we make in life will cause us to walk through the experiences where emotions are involve whether it is good or bad. No one else should be blame for the experiences, not even Him! However through the experience, it will mould us to become a stronger person. Come out strong, not by your own, but Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-8655046503306501983?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8655046503306501983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=8655046503306501983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8655046503306501983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8655046503306501983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/08/date-to-be-remembered.html' title='A date to be remembered'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLrZn7236EI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MrQc2MkemUg/s72-c/victory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-6741073699758804075</id><published>2008-08-29T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:34:41.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Episode for Indonesia Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Thoughts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgVlsCwXYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nijNyJtDbpQ/s1600-h/Mayce.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239961903667633538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgVlsCwXYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nijNyJtDbpQ/s320/Mayce.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The trip to Indonesia is really an eye opener for me. Just like this photo, it shows... "Thumbs up"!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-6741073699758804075?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/6741073699758804075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=6741073699758804075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/6741073699758804075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/6741073699758804075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/08/final-episode-for-indonesia-trip.html' title='Final Episode for Indonesia Trip'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgVlsCwXYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/nijNyJtDbpQ/s72-c/Mayce.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-9075829665493791344</id><published>2008-08-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:19:53.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 4</title><content type='html'>Last Night at Indonesia... FUN TIME....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgRdilOTRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Vrihn_qS1n4/s1600-h/P8210367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239957365642382610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgRdilOTRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Vrihn_qS1n4/s320/P8210367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agnes and myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgP2sTOzcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/IWVecTaSPF8/s1600-h/P8210355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239955598724746690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgP2sTOzcI/AAAAAAAAAGI/IWVecTaSPF8/s320/P8210355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;GM John and Pak Victor.. So handsome.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgPnAjpXLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/s5w9TDl-Uz0/s1600-h/P8210339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239955329284398258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgPnAjpXLI/AAAAAAAAAGA/s5w9TDl-Uz0/s320/P8210339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;My first encounter with coconut.. I mean my first time tasting it.. Serious la.. really, never tasted coconut before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgPCxpAHvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BKUU5fm5C_0/s1600-h/P8210315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239954706805038834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgPCxpAHvI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BKUU5fm5C_0/s320/P8210315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Woooo.. Lobster..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgOwBRtVcI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3YnreIimGP4/s1600-h/P8210314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239954384584791490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgOwBRtVcI/AAAAAAAAAFw/3YnreIimGP4/s320/P8210314.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;Great and awesome place if u like seafood..&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgOhBQwuII/AAAAAAAAAFo/hC4o59sxGp0/s1600-h/P8210377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239954126882781314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgOhBQwuII/AAAAAAAAAFo/hC4o59sxGp0/s320/P8210377.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;/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;Me... hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgOD5JTMkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3vjh7Z3Idug/s1600-h/P8210311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239953626487796290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgOD5JTMkI/AAAAAAAAAFg/3vjh7Z3Idug/s320/P8210311.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;Awesome, isnt it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgNwLqUffI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SbsBZwRwo6I/s1600-h/P8210126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239953287860747762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgNwLqUffI/AAAAAAAAAFY/SbsBZwRwo6I/s320/P8210126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;Our last day at the Hotel Lobby...&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-9075829665493791344?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/9075829665493791344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=9075829665493791344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/9075829665493791344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/9075829665493791344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/08/part-4.html' title='Part 4'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgRdilOTRI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Vrihn_qS1n4/s72-c/P8210367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-8358650653153339244</id><published>2008-08-29T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:51:43.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3</title><content type='html'>Actually my trip to Indonesia is not to play.. haha.. but to WORK... so now, the following photos is me and my work in Indonesia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgKa5i6t7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8tiIEkNAPzQ/s1600-h/P8200053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239949623685724082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgKa5i6t7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8tiIEkNAPzQ/s320/P8200053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgJLfxwXoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HN4XMUGfQeI/s1600-h/P8210304.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view SLI Indonesia Office.. Cool right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgKBlgmPrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/DF8lXTtVwMo/s1600-h/P8200059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239949188810555058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgKBlgmPrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/DF8lXTtVwMo/s320/P8200059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice Board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgJLfxwXoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HN4XMUGfQeI/s1600-h/P8210304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239948259558973058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgJLfxwXoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/HN4XMUGfQeI/s320/P8210304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view from the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgIzrtFdGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/o-7QZay6U5o/s1600-h/P8210164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239947850443748450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgIzrtFdGI/AAAAAAAAAE4/o-7QZay6U5o/s320/P8210164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushing from office to swimming pool. As it requires sometime, myself and Agnes ate "Nasi Padang" if it is the correct spelling... haha.. but really nice, i mean the food. Spicy and good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgIfovTS0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/M7K2Eh7yEDs/s1600-h/P8210299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239947506050353986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgIfovTS0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/M7K2Eh7yEDs/s320/P8210299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally.. At swimming pool area. Agnes with one of her favourite student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgILi6SnVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Sb1dw9sTaZ8/s1600-h/P8210200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239947160888450386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgILi6SnVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Sb1dw9sTaZ8/s320/P8210200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at Coach Inge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgH8NjejII/AAAAAAAAAEg/-KuOoi2H6z4/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239946897457581186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgH8NjejII/AAAAAAAAAEg/-KuOoi2H6z4/s320/P8210297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Agnes and Coach Inge with their students.. The students are from AIS.. Australia International School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHp8SxN4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ktIx5ypHh2M/s1600-h/P8210178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239946583586453378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHp8SxN4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ktIx5ypHh2M/s320/P8210178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GM John with his 2 lovely coaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHA5-tmsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wk_pyxz_RVo/s1600-h/P8210177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239945878590823106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHA5-tmsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wk_pyxz_RVo/s320/P8210177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;Maycee with her 2 lovely dearly friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgHWmN6BOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2siNew9jhag/s1600-h/P8210297.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-8358650653153339244?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8358650653153339244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=8358650653153339244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8358650653153339244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8358650653153339244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/08/part-3.html' title='Part 3'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLgKa5i6t7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8tiIEkNAPzQ/s72-c/P8200053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-3110958911348750503</id><published>2008-08-29T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:22:18.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia Trip (19 Aug to 21 Aug 08) Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Transportation in Jakarta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfgFpGP8fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gtjLsVXfjSM/s1600-h/P8200067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239903079004893682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfgFpGP8fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gtjLsVXfjSM/s320/P8200067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really cute.. Can squeeze 3 people inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfhCl5Dk_I/AAAAAAAAADo/Yd-R7R66Ges/s1600-h/P8210152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239904126116271090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfhCl5Dk_I/AAAAAAAAADo/Yd-R7R66Ges/s320/P8210152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is strong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfgcIZ9bkI/AAAAAAAAADg/NGLLYiBqT-4/s1600-h/P8200070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239903465366187586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfgcIZ9bkI/AAAAAAAAADg/NGLLYiBqT-4/s320/P8200070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must choose your cab... Not all can be taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfgSL960kI/AAAAAAAAADY/zgMQj7c-vyA/s1600-h/P8210151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239903294523626050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfgSL960kI/AAAAAAAAADY/zgMQj7c-vyA/s320/P8210151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realise the swany bus? This is the bus Agnes take when she goes home... Actually do u guys realise something? The photos taken are alway with lines.. Because i am in the car.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;Our driver's name is Pak Ah Fung.. He took us around while we were there.. Cool right.. Must be a professional driver as it is a BIG CHALLENGE to me when i look at the way he drives. If Ah Fung comes to Singapore, I am sure he will laugh at the way I drive.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfjlXxGT8I/AAAAAAAAADw/cF-kkk23-mA/s1600-h/P8210128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239906922643476418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfjlXxGT8I/AAAAAAAAADw/cF-kkk23-mA/s320/P8210128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I took a photo of him..&lt;br /&gt;Peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polisi bus... (Police) It very common to find them in the city area especially outside the presidential area, the people are having demonstrations!! To me.. is something LIVE... because I have always seen them on TV but not real life.. No wonder the traffic jams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfkJk2D6jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SumrsRqRcGc/s1600-h/P8210130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239907544629242418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfkJk2D6jI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SumrsRqRcGc/s320/P8210130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfkXcv9EuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ynSKejC4K_0/s1600-h/P8210131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239907782974313186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfkXcv9EuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ynSKejC4K_0/s320/P8210131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-3110958911348750503?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/3110958911348750503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=3110958911348750503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/3110958911348750503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/3110958911348750503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/08/indonesia-trip-19-aug-to-21-aug-08-part_29.html' title='Indonesia Trip (19 Aug to 21 Aug 08) Part 2'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfgFpGP8fI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gtjLsVXfjSM/s72-c/P8200067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-8404536787307714324</id><published>2008-08-29T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T19:36:43.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia Trip (19 Aug to 21 Aug 08) (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My first night at Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfbDMpH7FI/AAAAAAAAACg/mj2NFhBbHcA/s1600-h/P8190040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfbDMpH7FI/AAAAAAAAACg/mj2NFhBbHcA/s320/P8190040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239897539448663122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Stop after landing at Airport of Jakarta.. Starbucks.. and I drank Vanilla Ice blended..&lt;br /&gt;Realise something? Tirza becomes prettier!!! So miss her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfbUEy1kNI/AAAAAAAAACo/5En6-2nuELg/s1600-h/P8190039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfbUEy1kNI/AAAAAAAAACo/5En6-2nuELg/s320/P8190039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239897829399695570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tirza, Inge and Agnes (Coaches of SLI Indonesia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I realise that my phone is always with me.. ( Robert is indeed a good boss, asked myself and John to bring POLO cakes to the coaches who LOVE it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfcjJVnkBI/AAAAAAAAADI/BrU01qJsZd4/s1600-h/P8200048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfcjJVnkBI/AAAAAAAAADI/BrU01qJsZd4/s320/P8200048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239899187828985874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hotel that I stayed for 2 nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfcYq7UNAI/AAAAAAAAADA/bwA5HZX34Q4/s1600-h/P8200047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfcYq7UNAI/AAAAAAAAADA/bwA5HZX34Q4/s320/P8200047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239899007866909698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The simple lobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfcDPIW8II/AAAAAAAAACw/Rsp0WkVtu8Q/s1600-h/P8190041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfcDPIW8II/AAAAAAAAACw/Rsp0WkVtu8Q/s320/P8190041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239898639628169346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;My dinner.. Is really like bak gu tei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.. Except it is the beef version... Yumyum, but anyway, typical me went to 7 eleven to buy some snacks in case i am hungry in the middle of the night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfcO8A1VmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/StTW__N_4EM/s1600-h/P8190045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfcO8A1VmI/AAAAAAAAAC4/StTW__N_4EM/s320/P8190045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239898840654763618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Opps.. Look... John!!!! My GM eating the ribs.. So delicious..&lt;/span&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/8186516425850079389-8404536787307714324?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/8404536787307714324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=8404536787307714324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8404536787307714324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/8404536787307714324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/08/indonesia-trip-19-aug-to-21-aug-08-part.html' title='Indonesia Trip (19 Aug to 21 Aug 08) (Part 1)'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLfbDMpH7FI/AAAAAAAAACg/mj2NFhBbHcA/s72-c/P8190040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-4086184059670866284</id><published>2008-08-25T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:03:11.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia Trip</title><content type='html'>Wonder how come i took so long to upload all the stuff?? SECRET... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just came back from Indonesia, is an eye opener for me.. looks like i got lots of photos to put up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-4086184059670866284?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4086184059670866284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=4086184059670866284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/4086184059670866284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/4086184059670866284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/08/indonesia-trip.html' title='Indonesia Trip'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-7936029094752564784</id><published>2008-08-25T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:50:55.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>080808</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLLFyxuACtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_jDC5rZT4EA/s1600-h/P8090195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238466792715717330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLLFyxuACtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_jDC5rZT4EA/s320/P8090195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been quite sometime.. Opps.. Yupyup, 080808 is truly an important day. Is dev's birthday. Come on, i know it has been quite sometime and looks like my pentium is version 1, forgive me la.. haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Presenting, Dev!! (opps, took so long for me to capture such wonderful post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLLDvwDEcgI/AAAAAAAAACI/XcYvLZmVYXY/s1600-h/P8090192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238464541704352258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLLDvwDEcgI/AAAAAAAAACI/XcYvLZmVYXY/s320/P8090192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dev and his smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLLDS6mtsnI/AAAAAAAAACA/L8uH4XJ7MB8/s1600-h/P8090197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238464046322004594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLLDS6mtsnI/AAAAAAAAACA/L8uH4XJ7MB8/s320/P8090197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a great night spending with my close friends.. :) Cheers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLLC_vwh_WI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EFpw9z8fNR0/s1600-h/P8090196.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;heehee... &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/8186516425850079389-7936029094752564784?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/7936029094752564784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=7936029094752564784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7936029094752564784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/7936029094752564784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808.html' title='080808'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SLLFyxuACtI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_jDC5rZT4EA/s72-c/P8090195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186516425850079389.post-4911353153488235843</id><published>2008-08-05T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:21:20.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Start...'/><title type='text'>My Start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SJc80TV_MLI/AAAAAAAAABw/dCN-Tlw10CU/s1600-h/P6290249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230716361457479858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="255" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SJc80TV_MLI/AAAAAAAAABw/dCN-Tlw10CU/s400/P6290249.JPG" width="348" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SJc8G-_4taI/AAAAAAAAABo/o1kbkltANTg/s1600-h/P7030263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230715582901958050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SJc8G-_4taI/AAAAAAAAABo/o1kbkltANTg/s400/P7030263.JPG" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting a refreshed blog as the previous source I used wasn't user friendly.. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aren't the children adorable.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186516425850079389-4911353153488235843?l=livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/feeds/4911353153488235843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186516425850079389&amp;postID=4911353153488235843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/4911353153488235843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186516425850079389/posts/default/4911353153488235843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livingmylifewithoutregrets.blogspot.com/2008/08/starting-refreshed-blog-as-previous.html' title='My Start'/><author><name>Mayce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14320516107260466963</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SilLrXw29cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KB3gRaA5lyo/S220/15.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE6TfTqw_1k/SJc80TV_MLI/AAAAAAAAABw/dCN-Tlw10CU/s72-c/P6290249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
