<?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-8904897600465428472</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:47:07.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Place To Express Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-3024876584998378380</id><published>2011-01-23T02:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T03:19:13.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;When Something Presented To One Is Not One Is Looking For, It Is Mostly Chucked Aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not That Anyone Is In The Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Just What You provided Is Just Not What The Person Really Needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's All.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing Personal.&lt;br /&gt;As Long As You Know You Had Done Your Best.&lt;br /&gt;You Overlook This Kind Of Disappointment Easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Read Through All My Past Blog Post and Spiritual Report. Nearly All Of Them Revolves Around A Particular Value. But Each Time, It Has A Different Meaning Added To It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Thank God That I was Mould And Shape Towards How I Am Today. Thus Able To Serve My Purpose. This Value Has Really Bring Me Far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Value Teach Me How To Love and Keep Me Strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Believe This Value Ultimately Will Make Me Generous, Expand My Heart.&lt;br /&gt;Let Me Have A Big Heart To Accept Even More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Perseverance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-3024876584998378380?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/3024876584998378380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=3024876584998378380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3024876584998378380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3024876584998378380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-something-presented-to-one-is-not.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-889920778365583135</id><published>2010-05-12T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:56:30.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I mean, why didn't I thought of blogging until now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind creates the world.&lt;br /&gt;Mind frame the world.&lt;br /&gt;Mind Limit ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind either Builds or Destroy.&lt;br /&gt;Mind either makes Progress or Delay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-889920778365583135?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/889920778365583135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=889920778365583135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/889920778365583135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/889920778365583135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-mean-why-didnt-i-thought-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1467924171597860452</id><published>2010-05-06T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T17:32:04.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now you know why I guard so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then what happens, happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, &lt;br /&gt;she thinks of all the negative before a positve opinion comes by her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1467924171597860452?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1467924171597860452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1467924171597860452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1467924171597860452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1467924171597860452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-you-know-why-i-guard-so-hard-but.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1047596773185919244</id><published>2010-04-20T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T10:40:16.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obedience</title><content type='html'>David was appointed king by God and was lead to places after places by God trough prophet. In 1Samuel 22:5, he was called to go to Judah and later in the story in 2 Samuel, he really was appoint to be the king of Judah. In the mids of progressing to be the king, Saul want his life, plot to him kill him whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In each of our lives, we were too, appointed to be king over certain things that God want us to have. And it is always just a simple act of obedince to His words, to his guidance that then we will be able to achieve what God want us to be, in the mids of all the trouble, set backs in lives. Of course, our trouble is just as serious as the main problem that David is facing. Just as Saul wants david killed, the devil want to destroy us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Obedince To The Word of God Brings Victory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1047596773185919244?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1047596773185919244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1047596773185919244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1047596773185919244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1047596773185919244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/04/obedience.html' title='Obedience'/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-978151213801111027</id><published>2010-04-13T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T16:25:36.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Felt Like Jamming, &lt;br /&gt;Kept Imagining Playing "Breathe".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-978151213801111027?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/978151213801111027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=978151213801111027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/978151213801111027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/978151213801111027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/04/felt-like-jamming-kept-imagining.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-5916840515654905150</id><published>2010-03-22T09:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:59:05.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Law of Attraction - a office mate share this two weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling and thoughts can attract events that comes into your life. Positive attract people, negative repels. It not so much of actions anymore. I kind of agree to it. After all, humans is made up of body, mind and spirit. Thoughts by mind, feelings by spirit. Due to this, I believe whatever that the body does, doesn't really mean much anymore. One may force himself to good things that appear happy but if deep inside is a negative field, repeling still happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know myself as a classic example. it totally change eversince I had a change of mindset. People like flowing into my life and everything just change to a everyday-happy-moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success, meeting/achieving one's desire is not a bad thing, but if doing it neglects other, I rather not. According to my knoweledge, I believe this is not really talking about attracting positivity into your life. But instead having that positivity, and then attract people into your life and bring benefit to every single one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether we like it or not, everyone of us is able to sense one another subconiously. And whether we like it or not, our expression, posture and actions will show wether are we attracted or repelled. There is sure kind souls out there who has poker face to hidden their fustration but in the end it just don't give both party any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether a person really is positive or not, on another hand, is totally not known. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just put it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker face can be used perfectly to hide how you feel on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;But Poker face cannot hide what you feels about others.(One's actions just gives it away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you yourself know how what state are you in. All this things can all be easiler answered. But the root of every problem, if you realised, will always boil down to this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you for yourself, or for others?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like what was mention, Poker face will not be about to fully cover one's feeling towards another person. Go deep into observing everyone around you can you might just find whether you are really attracting or repelling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if one is waking with reserved power and knoweledge, but with that attraction, people will still want you to play a part in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-5916840515654905150?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5916840515654905150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=5916840515654905150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5916840515654905150'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't force ask about what it is, I tell you another time, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George,&lt;br /&gt;Your Best Friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-8881951425267875647?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/8881951425267875647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=8881951425267875647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8881951425267875647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8881951425267875647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/02/funny-experience.html' title='Funny Experience'/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-5632006629658679268</id><published>2010-02-18T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T17:46:05.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Key!</title><content type='html'>The aim is to make one understand &lt;br /&gt;your intention, &lt;br /&gt;your compromisation, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what and ignore any anything else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-5632006629658679268?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5632006629658679268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=5632006629658679268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5632006629658679268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5632006629658679268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/02/key.html' title='The Key!'/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2643252715182054983</id><published>2010-02-11T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:18:13.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All you have to do is just bring God into the equation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you will realise, that your emotions, your feelings, your thoughts, your doings, your effort, or whatever is not to be worried about to a slightest bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, He has help you in your everything, but at the same time, everything is to His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you put God into the equation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will become selfless. Always thinking about His ministry, thinking about you being in your best, serving His ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the Core Backbone of everything you do is to fulfil His works but not for one's pleasure, interest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds easy and everyone knows that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is just hard to have complete trust towards the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;We still choose to do according to our own feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a difficult topic to talk about. all you can do is exercise it, but then again, it happens in the inner side, a battle in the hearts and will not be express out to the physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can't be taught, observed, or maybe understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, it all narrow down to one fact about learning it and that is self-experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it may just become like a endless examination paper, until you really really learn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2643252715182054983?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2643252715182054983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2643252715182054983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2643252715182054983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2643252715182054983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-you-have-to-do-is-just-bring-god.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-9122360559597330963</id><published>2010-02-01T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:01:19.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Governance in office today, where have they gone to, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entire sales team is out too, office is like practically us? dread to work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night out with MingFu, on the way was saying:" tomorrow actually don have to work anymore de lor." LOL, it very true you know. But guess it doesn't really matter anymore. I am already here right now and it's like hmmm...4:45, My time. So, one day is just going to end just like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the situation now, I think that after all everything isn't so bad after all, not much days in Feb, and holidays is like around the corner. So I believe that this week will be a slightly quiet week, shall just cruise through this month ba... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not intending to have any hu-ha and all, just looking forward to slotting more catching up with fellow friends. And I got sun burnt, it's reducing my active level. Hope that it will be well fast enough. Not very painful, just uncomfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamming really more and more improvement. not in terms of a group but more of individual. Matters didn't go according to plan; people getting weary; Sorting out roles; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally got a bit bored, was having the thoughts suggesting a break from jam session and each individual go further brush up skill before coming back together again. More matters is believe to come as we proceed on, so I am somehow prepared for the worse. Might seem to be very negative now, but I am just commenting while looking at the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I forgot to upload this post wor. so shocking.. Anyways the time for this log is actually yesterday 5:42pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-9122360559597330963?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/9122360559597330963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=9122360559597330963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9122360559597330963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9122360559597330963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1784236542131258449</id><published>2010-01-28T15:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T15:58:23.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again, I am face with the same question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Need or A Want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Necessity or An Addition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth Or Not Worth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my life, it is already in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is overflowing so much to an extend that I can satisfy food craving instantly by just dropping by the particular food store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to think about what the abundance in this context means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, whatever that is given to you, minus away your daily needs, are the overflows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am trying to say here is that God's promise to abundance is not a instant grant, instead, it is a progressive cumulative grant. Another words means that the moment you start sowing, your life has already slowly overflowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a overweight person for an example.&lt;br /&gt;When He or she starts to exercise, his weight will begin to decrease. He won't really realised it after a few weeks, or even months, but the weight is progressively decreasing. &lt;br /&gt;There will then comes a day that someone suddenly says that: "Hey, You Slim Down!". that's when the person realised the result and was happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am trying to say here is that, instead of whining all the time thinking when will your blessings come. Look at what will eventually massively overflow out of your life &lt;strong&gt;overtime&lt;/strong&gt; and be glad about it overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne Dyer says that&lt;br /&gt;Abundance is not something we acquire. It is something we tune into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your defination of abundance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til you own every single gadget, a big car? Or just simple things like about to upgrade your daily meal soft drink to a fruit juice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both shows addition, they are both expenses that is beyond the needs and requirement of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most people won't really see the second one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1784236542131258449?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1784236542131258449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1784236542131258449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1784236542131258449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1784236542131258449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/01/once-again-i-am-face-with-same-question.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7257738550145232635</id><published>2010-01-26T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:23:39.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How free am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very free, too free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least life becomes a lot more slow pace now. Had a lot of time to really like sit down and reflect about nearly everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I start to think that is job is not really a job but rather a set of time purposfully place in my timeline for me to just slow down and look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed out too much le. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just remember something. The usher outing the other time was a success. Oh Thank God for that. Spend so much sleepless night for it. at least it's all worth it. Couldn't really recall how the nights were but are was a lot of discouragment from myself. Many times I tried to give up and thank God I didn't, pulled through the night, did the best. On the way back, I took the little shutter bus home, right at the last sit, That when a well rest is finally rewarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Whatever~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7257738550145232635?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7257738550145232635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7257738550145232635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7257738550145232635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7257738550145232635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-free-am-i-very-free-too-free.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7685713204420898310</id><published>2010-01-25T10:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:00:18.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, The time has come. To blog a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I am not the latest for this month's overal work reporting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine paying 18X10=180.&lt;br /&gt;Where, 18=18min and 10= SGD 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot Tank la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you might know, that's the house rule in Activa Media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highest number of min late will be fined a multiple of 10SGD against your Min late for the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to some of the office mates, second one is "entitled" to a X5 Rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the rest will be X2SGD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, 180SGD becomes a 36SGD isn't so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a gain. After all, I will be gaining an amount of 8OOSGD anyways.(Like I said, I did not intend to do the job for Feb onwards but eventually I did.) So 800- 36 is the amount I actually gain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, human do make mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, human are really limited.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, human just couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am human and all this things is part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I REFUSED to speak those to myself. Yes I am Human, but I am one that has God inside of me, all around me. He reminds me the right things to do; to think twice, He enlarges my limitation, He help me through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with His aid and our submission, I believe everything will be just fine =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am very convinced that the vision that God give you will be fulfil no matter how hard to wand to avoid them. I see this as a chance to bless other of what God has given to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your walk towards your final vision is a lot of small vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, &lt;br /&gt;let's talk about my vision in the music area,&lt;br /&gt;One of the recent pit stop will be able to play music at a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I tell you, that will be a very good chance to brush up skills on drumming. Imagine having more time to practice on kits. But situation will come where you will have to give this kind of chance to others, sharing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical situation would be that i refused to share, holding it tightly and pushing people away from my standing, my position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Mingfu msg me at night, after the jam session, telling me that Brandon hopes to be able to join us and plays the drum. I thought for a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "yes" will be meaning that I will have less practices and so on. What's more, sharing something that I am dying to have for a long long time. But in the end I fully choose to give it a "yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is like, why not?&lt;br /&gt;No doubt to come to where I am now is really not easy. But the very first time I met him, drumming becomes a start of a topic for both of us. I see his passion towards it as we talk about it the other time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have, I should share, especially with someone who has the hunger and want of something I have. The hungry shall be fed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A typical example will be that your mum bakes a very wonderful cake for you, and you can finish it all by yourself. During lunch break, your friend hopes to have a share of your cake. Why not give some to him, or even most of the part to him? After all, the source of where the cake comes from is very close to you. You can have it whenever you want it. So why hog it and refused to share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same to this, What God has given me will be multiplied eventually. so why not spit the vision and pass on to another person so that TWO instead of ONE Dreams can be fulfilled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy to find people on fire for jamming session, it's even hardly to find music people around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like a foundation that we have manage to build up, a few of us, having a dream to form a band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon wants a "in", and looking that the difficulty of building what we have now, I decided to let him in. It saves the time for him to source for a band, source for people with similar interest. He is still young and good to start early, I don't see why I shouldn't give him an advance push. Especially when he shares such a close similar interest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7685713204420898310?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7685713204420898310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7685713204420898310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7685713204420898310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7685713204420898310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/01/yes-time-has-come.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4041035783392005864</id><published>2010-01-21T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:32:32.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really think that each cell in ones body has a mind of it's own. Cause you can never be able to fully agree to something. I mean part of yourself will still think twice about having an alternative way. Just wondered how have it is to actually have a full agreement. Zzz. Seriously confusing and very indecisive feeling I have not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say, or maybe something, or maybe many to say. All solely just focus on on question. Being answered and you naturally know what to say already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I say self-confidence. Let's just let go away with God for awhile to sekk confidence. As for the rest let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, stay tune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-4041035783392005864?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/4041035783392005864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=4041035783392005864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4041035783392005864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4041035783392005864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-i-really-think-that-each-cell.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7807398755613676333</id><published>2010-01-20T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T11:56:17.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So what's so interesting about this guys life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I guess the hot news now will be that he will be extending his work for yet another month(to February in case you can't count.)So really, what is the reason for wanting to leave in the first place. Well, he says that it is a mixed feeling of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, he just hopes to have more time for his friends in church. He, very much LONG for those days where he packs his day meeting and catching up with others. He wants to have even more time to find those that he used to take for granted, make up to them. George used to have his time for anyone, anytime. He enjoys being that way cause he sees his time, his company, as something he can best provide. But now, he is in something where he, to compare with his previous life style, unproductive. What is the point of working for money where in the end, he has less time with others? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He claims that he would rather have time than money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, it is partly due to some passion and also his typical mindset issues. He has a mindset of belittling himself, or maybe he is lousy. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A new year of breakthrough is to break that low self-esteem of it he says&lt;/span&gt;. yeah, but that aside, you know being in an environment, where you think you are not really needed, you intend to move towards other area which you are more need. I mean, from my point of view(which I think is what George is thinking), why would anyone want to waste any one's time, when on one hand, you is not able to provide much help but they still have to pay you, then on another, you just have not passion. Lose Lose situation yo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, but what change all this was actually a Word of God. True enough being in a Christ body, even the most no use area will also means some importance. George always quote this verse but never seems to get it into his head. Just hoope this time he really let it sink into his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughing, he says that let this extension be a test for him to uphold himself, to be confidence and know his importance(if there is). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Now, I didn't expect to write it this way, ha ha, it looks like some interview. Whatever. anyways, yeah I will be extending another month. For those who didn't know(those who read will know, not much readers around anyways), I planned to end this job at the end of this month but was asked to stay due to the reason that they foresee the coming of a lot of website due to the promotion that is coming. oh well, ONWARD WE GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have K sessions. ever since i went K with my workmates the other time, I start to like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get tanned before I go in to army. I wan to buff up. Triangle shoulders~ =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prawn fishing! those times were good, I like prawn fishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a serious note, I really hope things will change for the better, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7807398755613676333?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7807398755613676333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7807398755613676333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7807398755613676333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7807398755613676333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-whats-so-interesting-about-this-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-737164545132230527</id><published>2010-01-14T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T10:48:47.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/S06GBdiyR1I/AAAAAAAAABM/oDZtkanju_Q/s1600-h/titie_img_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/S06GBdiyR1I/AAAAAAAAABM/oDZtkanju_Q/s320/titie_img_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426421960696547154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-737164545132230527?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/737164545132230527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=737164545132230527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/737164545132230527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/737164545132230527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/S06GBdiyR1I/AAAAAAAAABM/oDZtkanju_Q/s72-c/titie_img_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-9044326970225934279</id><published>2010-01-07T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T11:59:43.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was browsing around different blogs and come across one of my old friend's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She posted a really good question that I always question myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAha, if you happen to read this, here is just some small encouragment to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, some of the things is just really out of our control. What you have been through, I myself been through before. But it is really not that bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peer pressure is a very bad thing. It is true that people around you might be forunate and get whatever they want(or maybe things that you envy that they have). But you have to stand strong. Stand strong in your own thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times we got so envy over others people's lives that we missed out what that is to come. Our mind got so caught up with those frustration that all we have is a negative mind set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of envy, Why not stand strong and believe yours is just around the corner?&lt;br /&gt;Although, yes, like I mention, all this things cannot be control, whether you are positive or negative towards it. But at least you live cheerfully while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person's definition and point of view towards the term "waiting" is very much different from another person's. Hearing from some, you will realised it is dreadful, some are neutral and some are enjoying themselves. But the different into different experience is simply the attitude towards the wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, so much nonsense, but all in all, just want to tell you that what will come eventually will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again if you are reading this, cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much in the world for you to explore, to discover. No point, being hinder by things which do not really worth while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, Peer Pressure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be unique, Be Strong and Ultimatly Be patient and persevere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-9044326970225934279?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/9044326970225934279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=9044326970225934279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9044326970225934279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9044326970225934279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/01/was-browsing-around-different-blogs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-6549578383591431200</id><published>2010-01-04T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:49:04.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who I wish I can control the things in my life but I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am only able to react accordingly towards different situtation. But I just find myself avoiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to wondered if certain things is for a purpose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-6549578383591431200?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/6549578383591431200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=6549578383591431200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6549578383591431200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6549578383591431200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2010/01/who-i-wish-i-can-control-things-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7238011056550161424</id><published>2009-12-31T10:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T07:18:41.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending The Year Well?</title><content type='html'>How do a person "end the year well"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some measure by the things accomplish in the last few days,&lt;br /&gt;Some just content if they didn't make any mistake on the last day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solely, everyone just wants to be in a happy mood as they cross over to 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Task that have to been accomplished,&lt;br /&gt;Things that have to been achieved,&lt;br /&gt;will be all bought over and start a fresh new pursue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there will be always a group of them that they will(instead of having this fresh new strength to pursue) bring the discouragement over. Please do not do that, it will only discourage you further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am contented about what has been done this year,&lt;br /&gt;discouragement? Of course there will be, tons of it.&lt;br /&gt;But what I see by faith of my future is enough to turn down all discouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the coming of 2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things that I look forward to are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Army - I can't wait to go in. I can't explain why I felt this way, but I just want to go in. Most people dread about it. My brother find it a waste of time. But I see a different thing in that phrase of life. This is my guess the Highlight for the next two years or so. I gonna come out strong in every areas of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) 3 months of work with Activa Media - I bet working as an intern or as a staff is a very big difference. From 4th jan 2010, I will become a staff in Activa, Although it might be just 3months, I guess this is going to be a very exciting start of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Smile more. Seriously. I smile more this year than the last year, so I aim that 2010 will be a even more smiley year than 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are I know are coming and looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for those that I hope to have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Club Performance - How is it gonna happen? I just want it to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, every year, there will be a core lesson you will learn and becomes your values. This year is no exception for me. So this year, I have learn to take things a lot more lightly. Instead of forcefully holding on, I have laern to release slowly. Many things that come and go in your life is unavoidable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can help them but still lose them. You can desire but still far from them. All this is what you cannot control. You can just wait for them to, one day, drop by again. Forcefully just cause further damage, Just like a handle that has been broken before. You can mend it first then use it, but if you pull it with too much force, it breaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what inportant now is looking out for what is still around, be with them, Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7238011056550161424?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7238011056550161424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7238011056550161424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7238011056550161424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7238011056550161424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/12/ending-year-well.html' title='Ending The Year Well?'/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1658541661272614657</id><published>2009-11-06T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T17:00:03.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise?</title><content type='html'>I really need to learn to praise myself more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Smart?&lt;br /&gt;I am Good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm yeah. ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Handsome??(Nah, maybe this one next time then say ba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was just casually talking with a few friends and I realize that those who are in a boy girl relationship seems to always talking about the shortcomings of their partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just wondering, is it really true that the drive decreases when couples get together? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is kind a tiring day, First time after all long time that I overslept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God not only did I reach at 6:20am at Goodwork Park Hotel(7am is the meeting time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my Cab fare was fully paid for by the company. It should not be the case but I was rewarded cause I reach first O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, but I was kind of guilty cause it my mistake that I over skept and woke up at 6pm but still get a good threat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this is what They call GRACE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a good inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1658541661272614657?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1658541661272614657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1658541661272614657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1658541661272614657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1658541661272614657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-really-need-to-learn-to-praise-myself.html' title='Praise?'/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2685985862782206988</id><published>2009-11-01T18:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:58:51.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>Stuck at home for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, Dying to go out to have fun. The change of a student to a working adult life is complete. I have fully adapt to it. Now currently adding more color to the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking about my dreams and I thought I failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, are they even going to benefit anyone? putting everything on hold now seems to be again a good idea. But seriously what does God want on His side? What is His point of view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that I will get an answer for that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just some good testimonial to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;br /&gt;the second website is up.&lt;br /&gt;www.mycounsellingroom.com.sg&lt;br /&gt;go take a look.&lt;br /&gt;What more to say, despite a average website design, God still make it up for me. Just want to thank Him for everything He have done for me for the past few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;He is moving very fast recently. Many times I got emotional and down, He is quick to bring something that pulls me back up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double "Allowance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum wants to continue to give me monthly allowance although my salary has come in. Yes, &lt;br /&gt;so now allowance per month has increase more than 2 times the amount. Fantastic. With proper saving, should be able to have establish a good head start for the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to add on to the previous one. A job offer is confirm by the boss of Activa Media. The pay will increase but still not sure how much. that is awesome but I was dishearten that I might not be able to meet the standard. I really need more creativity. Don't want to short change the company, the people. This encourage comes with a greater strengthen to strive to do better. Thank God and pray for wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am somewhat eager to see the outcome of about 8 months time.&lt;br /&gt;Every night, I told myself to worry less and enjoy the process.&lt;br /&gt;But every morning, things goes so fast and mostly out of hand. There is just some things that cannot be controlled. I need to learn that really well. Whatever I am thinking will eventually frame and limit my world and outcome, in a way. But ultimately, it is my sovereign God that determines the outcome. What will be with me will eventually be in my life while what's not will no longer be here. Yes, pursuing is good. But then again, pursuing with constant indecisive thoughts is equal to nothing. It has been about 2 years already. Known to be this way. past experience has also been like this. But this time, it is different. God is being place into the equation, the final decision is also for him to make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2685985862782206988?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2685985862782206988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2685985862782206988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2685985862782206988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2685985862782206988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=154608148809763413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/154608148809763413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/154608148809763413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='Videos'/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-6120537762299291748</id><published>2009-10-28T08:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:58:13.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another day at the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh task is here, maybe post later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-6120537762299291748?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/6120537762299291748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=6120537762299291748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6120537762299291748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6120537762299291748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-day-at-oh-task-is-here-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-8720021582053753366</id><published>2009-10-27T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:10:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sand and Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one, who had been slapped, got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After the friend recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone: "TODAY MY BEST FRIEND SAVED MY LIFE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND, AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-8720021582053753366?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/8720021582053753366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=8720021582053753366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8720021582053753366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8720021582053753366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/10/sand-and-stone-story-tells-that-two.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7869313373105099473</id><published>2009-10-26T08:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:07:44.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Take this chance to blog a bit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started my day with "you lifted me out" today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got out of the house and got to the office rather early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way here, I was wondering when will I even  learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cause til I learn,&lt;br /&gt;whatever that is now will be the way it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye bag are starting to show even more, rest just can't seem to be enough for the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I am very awake but the eye bag just kept building up. guess I need some treatment than just sleeping alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole of last week is rather happening, very fast pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here I am, slowly enjoying the time before the whole day actually starts. the working day I mean actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I shouldn't worry, I should lift up all things to into and allow Him to deal with them. &lt;br /&gt;Who knows me more than the Creator Himself? &lt;br /&gt;Who knows the best for me more than the Creator Himself?&lt;br /&gt;Should just let go my whole life to Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7869313373105099473?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7869313373105099473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7869313373105099473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7869313373105099473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7869313373105099473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-this-chance-to-blog-bit-started-my.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-8517777927912942142</id><published>2009-10-25T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:35:11.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend once said a comment in a discouraging tone regarding my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are a no life if you have don't have church."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a bit insulted and all but later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of like this comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without going to church, my life IS meaningless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's live for Christ =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-5431649132294868368</id><published>2009-10-23T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:20:02.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is just one of those day which you start to think back on past things that you said and did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you started to wonder why are you like that at that time.&lt;br /&gt;I could only say that I just always hesitate.&lt;br /&gt;Think too much,&lt;br /&gt;I always thought I am not a person who plans a lot.&lt;br /&gt;But it turns out that I do,but in the wrong areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the right time, I always thought about all the matters of life.&lt;br /&gt;They all just don't seem to be able to fit into the picture anytime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, at least life is good,&lt;br /&gt;a fair bit of stress,&lt;br /&gt;Small amount of tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few months time, I will graduate after Army.&lt;br /&gt;wondered how and what will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the incident of having to caught off guard, I dare not be too confident anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I prayed to be even more depended on God,&lt;br /&gt;so as when I get into Army, We will be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a 100% focus on what is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having to have a bad start for intern is seriously not a very enjoyable thing.&lt;br /&gt;Good that God always turns situations around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly become very aware of how much I fall back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-5431649132294868368?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5431649132294868368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=5431649132294868368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5431649132294868368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5431649132294868368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-is-just-one-of-those-day-which-you.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7001103126593897197</id><published>2009-10-20T17:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:21:16.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And to all the readers out there,&lt;br /&gt;this is done out of nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fixed the blog,&lt;br /&gt;and I also fixed CIMover(www.cimover.com.sg),&lt;br /&gt;Both can now be viewed in all browser without any layout error.&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks Wei Ling, a google chrome user, who pointed out the bug)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised myself that I can actually do all this kind of things.&lt;br /&gt;With a bit of reading and exploring, all this thing can be solve pretty easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am afriad not everything can be solved so easily.&lt;br /&gt;I have such a big problem. &lt;br /&gt;I live in self-doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Key to success in life: self-encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to be able to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be more like self-pity when I attempt to encourage myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;maybe free-lance web designing.development as a career maybe a good idea after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually kind of enjoy my job right now.&lt;br /&gt;Then you might ask, why am I doing here typing this few hours post?&lt;br /&gt;Well, currently, there is no website to do yet.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I am free to fix minor layout errors.&lt;br /&gt;And since the blog is fixed,&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be good to have a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I actually post something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a update anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it is good that a blog dies down,&lt;br /&gt;at least it makes you start to type more deep things and reduce the attraction of certain description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Status: Calm, Relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very scary, as I witness myself.&lt;br /&gt;Literally forget God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just did a miracle in my worklife.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am happy to the max&lt;br /&gt;But the next day, I am disappointed in another part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that I was not as good as I thought I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting used to the life style of working now.&lt;br /&gt;waking up is not a problem,&lt;br /&gt;Time passes very fast,&lt;br /&gt;as I am typing, I am designing hamper package for the upcoming company event with yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind kept difting away, as of now,&lt;br /&gt;my paper contain very little rough idea but more random things outside the design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2B pencil at my desk becomes a tool for me to randomly write or draw things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grow to like this kind of sharpening pencils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one th last day work, I might just bring all the paper back home.&lt;br /&gt;Would show them to you, if anyone intertested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might fish out some juicy stuff or cool designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random drawn design are good but does not fit into the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all working adults out there, your work desk can be just a highly personally place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt even more comfortable in this place than in my room at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already started thinking of what am I going to do during the 4months(jan to April)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things might change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, start to feel a bit of unfriendliness in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to watch out a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7001103126593897197?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7001103126593897197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7001103126593897197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7001103126593897197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7001103126593897197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-to-all-readers-out-there-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-9110037618449102189</id><published>2009-10-04T22:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T23:22:48.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Task No.1  Stop Scrolling Down.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.2  Start Running.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.3  Start Planning.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.4  Start Building.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.5  Stay Focus.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.6  Be Prepared.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.7  Be Aware.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.8  Be Careful.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.9  Stay Strong.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.10 Start Forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.11 Start Giving.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.12 Start Observing.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.13 Stay Near.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.14 Stop Hoping.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.15 Stop Dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.16 Stop lagging.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.17 Stay Close.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.18 Just Go.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.19 Just Release.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.20 Just Stop.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.21 Stay True.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.22 Continue Seeking.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.23 Continue Loving.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.24 Continue Giving.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.25 Stay Faithful.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.26 Always Happy.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.27 Always Real.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.28 Always Pray.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.29 Stay Clam.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.30 Do something.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.31 Do allow.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.32 Do Hold.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.33 Stay Back.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.34 Just pursue.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.35 Just Forget.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.36 Just Continue.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.37 Stay away.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.38 Let's Just Start It Out.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.39 Let It Continue Be It.&lt;br /&gt;Task No.40 Just, Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|EH|------------------ME|EA|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|EH|ME------------------|EA|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH = Extreme Happy&lt;br /&gt;EA = Extreme Annoyed&lt;br /&gt;ME = Me(DUH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, that's how it has been varies from extremes to extremes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing To Blog Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Just Drop By &lt;br /&gt;Since It Has Been Ages Since I Blog Something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's See, This Blog Is About My Thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When It was first Created, It Was To Log All My Thoughts. Remember The Days When I Would Just Sit In front Of This Page Where I Post Entries And Just Write Whatever In My Mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Guess It Is Still Not So Much Of My Thoughts. I Find That Not All Thoughts Are Here.. I Just Felt Like Forwarding The Time. Everything Is Too Predictable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Excitement? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang On, I Add More Song To The Play List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Everything Is So Predictable. Despite Being Unsure, Your Mind Will Take Away Some Less Possibilities, Leaving More Possible Outcomes For You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let Being Honest Here. I Really Have Problem Believing The "Impossible".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Maybe Not Completely Impossible, But Ah Whatever.(God, Help Me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Start Get Going Now, I Shall Stop Here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Next Time, Something More Random Than This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-9110037618449102189?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/9110037618449102189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=9110037618449102189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9110037618449102189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9110037618449102189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/10/task-no.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-6529113953607810817</id><published>2009-09-08T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:22:04.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is A Special Post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Just Wanna Thank HakSoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He Bought This Drum Stick That Is Right In Front of Me Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Thanks Man. I Like It A Lot" ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must Have Cost Him A Bomb. Thanks Again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-6529113953607810817?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/6529113953607810817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=6529113953607810817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6529113953607810817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6529113953607810817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-171644047089775026</id><published>2009-09-08T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:05:34.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Favorite Youtubers: 30stmfriend, GoRemy, Tobuscus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are good. &lt;br /&gt;The two "rapper" looks very professional, wonders if they would be signed on.&lt;br /&gt;Note:Tobuscus is a MTV report, very cool &lt;br /&gt;and 30stmfriend, Rock Girl Yo O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-171644047089775026?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/171644047089775026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=171644047089775026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/171644047089775026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/171644047089775026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-favorite-youtubers-30stmfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-5333784535956322325</id><published>2009-09-08T04:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T04:45:02.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My God, &lt;br /&gt;My Mind Is Running Wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost 5 And I Am Still Not Asleep O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-5333784535956322325?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5333784535956322325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=5333784535956322325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5333784535956322325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5333784535956322325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-god-my-mind-is-running-wild.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1710981416373882942</id><published>2009-09-08T04:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T04:16:01.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Everyone is made different,&lt;br /&gt;A little of opinion from one person and another little values from another&lt;br /&gt;add a bit of yet another great view, combine it with your own characteristic,&lt;br /&gt;Not to forgetting to do some altering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Just like the dry bones, need to come together to form a Might Army of God,&lt;br /&gt;The dry bones are ALL different parts of the overall bone structure of a skeleton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all made different, but if all were to combine together, we will get more stronger&lt;br /&gt;and Who knows, the full profile of God might even be formed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wow! O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1710981416373882942?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1710981416373882942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1710981416373882942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1710981416373882942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1710981416373882942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/09/everyone-is-made-different-little-of.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4143405161393525028</id><published>2009-09-08T01:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:54:40.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To You, &lt;br /&gt;Your Life Might Be Revolving Around Your Favorite Rock Band, Being Crazy Over Them. &lt;br /&gt;For Example, &lt;br /&gt;Towel With Their Photo, Having Them As Your Phone Background and Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To The Rock Band, &lt;br /&gt;You Might Just Be One Of Their Fans Who Can't Be Seem In A Huge Crowd During Their Concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To A Nerd,&lt;br /&gt;The Cheer Leader Girl Is What He Ever Dream Of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To The Cheer Leader Girl,&lt;br /&gt;A Nerd Is Just A Nerd, HaHa.(You know, with those bitchy attitude and goes "Nerdy~!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To You,&lt;br /&gt;The Late Martin Luther King Is Your Inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But To Martin Luther King,&lt;br /&gt;wait, His Is Not Around Anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But When With God, It's Different,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To You, &lt;br /&gt;God &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Become Your Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And To God,&lt;br /&gt;He Always &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have&lt;/span&gt; You In His Heart And &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Thinks&lt;/span&gt; about You Every Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-4143405161393525028?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/4143405161393525028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=4143405161393525028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4143405161393525028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4143405161393525028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-you-your-life-might-be-revolving.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7424954875710990558</id><published>2009-09-03T01:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T01:59:26.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When there are three boxes to choose from,&lt;br /&gt;We tend to choose the one that we feel most suitable for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had no idea of what is in the boxes and did not ask about them. All we did is that we just choose any out of compulsion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The box opens up and in there lies a few more boxes to choose from, and decision making went on and on, to a time when we suddenly realized we have moved to an uncomfortable place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, the decisions to be made are all unusual to you; they neither make sense to you nor give you that "suitable" feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back about the decisions that had been made before, I was able to see beyond the choices that were presented to me. I can see the changes of the surroundings when the decision was made; I recalled a lot of small details by just breaking down the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be in a very busy pace, but just slow down a little and observe, you might see what you normally do not realize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, reflecting at a later time might just be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It always have been my own "moral values" that stop things from coming in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7424954875710990558?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7424954875710990558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7424954875710990558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7424954875710990558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7424954875710990558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-there-is-three-boxes-to-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-5332700661334357094</id><published>2009-08-31T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:33:05.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here we have two people, Sam and Berry. Both of them got fired by their bosses and now they are unemployed and during one of the service, God spoke to the both of them. He asked them to give what they have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has a plan of placing a job opportunity for the both of them three days later. He is going to make it happen whether or not they gave to Him. Of course, Sam and Berry will not know God’s decision, therefore each acting accordingly to their own free will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, Sam obeyed and gave it all while Berry refused to give any. But as God has planned, both of them got a job three days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later, both got fired again. This time God decides to test both of them by placing their employment 2years later, a job that will pay them 20 thousand a month. (Again, remember that they are living in present, they do not know that God is planning for that to happen two years later.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So both of them prayed, trust in God, and give to God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one that endured through is Sam. He has an additional personal recount with God. That when he gives, God moves. Whenever he felt tired about the situation, He recalls his personally encounter he has with God and therefore gets encouraged every now and then, thus endured the 2years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Berry, despite hearing encouraging offering messages; other people’s testimonial; he does not have his own revelation of God moving in his life. This cause Berry to felt disheartened easily and in the end he left God, thus losing the blessing that is to come for the rest of his life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-5332700661334357094?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5332700661334357094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=5332700661334357094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5332700661334357094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5332700661334357094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/here-we-have-two-people-sam-and-berry.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-9194024649146886427</id><published>2009-08-31T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:07:44.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kRLAyG3gKYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kRLAyG3gKYg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-9194024649146886427?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/9194024649146886427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=9194024649146886427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9194024649146886427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9194024649146886427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_1493.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4236595748907026082</id><published>2009-08-30T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:59:16.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why does God want us to give to Him, even when we are in a very hard and difficult situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I see is that the multiplication of finance is an addition blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main purpose is to let us know Him more. To let us know that He is in Control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story example, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two people, Sam and Berry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them got fired by their bosses and now they are unemployed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During one of the service God spoke to the both of them, Sam and Berry, to give what they have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they did not know is that God is going to place a job opportunity for the both of them three days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, Sam gave it all while Berry refused to give any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days later, both of them got their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sam is going to be the one that gets the greater blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so, I mean, don't both of them got a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Catch here is that Sam receives a revelation of God through the giving at that time.&lt;br /&gt;It reinforces the revelation of "God's promises will not return to Him in void".&lt;br /&gt;It reinforces the revelation of "God is his provider".&lt;br /&gt;It shows realness of God in Sam's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It basically becomes an impact to Sam, an impact that Sam can always recall back when he meets problems in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The God I know is a God of impossible" becomes a different kind of revelation to Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It becomes a core foundation for Sam, his encounter with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's look at Part 2 of the story,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Berry both got fired again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time God decide to test both of them by placing their employment like 2years later, a job that will pay them 20thousand a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that will trust in God could only be Sam, being the one who knows that God once helped him. With the revelation he has from the previous experience, he was able to endure through the 2years by recalling the time where God help him get a new job when he got fired the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for Berry, he might be disheartened and even be disappointed with God and left God, thus losing the blessings in his life from then on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, giving to God actually helps you to build even stronger foundation on God, especially during times of crisis.&lt;br /&gt;That we will then be able to pass the test that God set for us, thus earning greater blessing. I guess that's why God sees giving as such an important thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, it is all about enduring through to the end when you will be able to go back to heaven and receive the real big blessing that God has prepare for us. And that requires a very strong foundation in Christ to reach that stage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's make giving a lifestyle and a chance to increase your revelation of God, a stronger foundation in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give with an expectancy and purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For physical blessing as well as spiritual blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-4236595748907026082?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/4236595748907026082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=4236595748907026082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4236595748907026082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4236595748907026082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-does-god-want-us-to-give-to-him_30.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-6896347180507368943</id><published>2009-08-25T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:25:54.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always thought that I am the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less fortunate,&lt;br /&gt;Less "lucky",&lt;br /&gt;Not skilled,&lt;br /&gt;Not as intelligent,&lt;br /&gt;Not as diligent,&lt;br /&gt;Not as eloquent,&lt;br /&gt;Inexpressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically all the good is less and not as much as compared to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But little that I know that all this are actually also a blessing to one's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually makes one person more dependent on God and also helps him lean closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the example in the bible is that about this person that wrestled with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok hang on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, Jacob wrestled with God.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;yeah, his story is a good example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our lack can also become something that helps us further,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather than a lack that we always complain about, let it be a chance that help remind us to depend on Him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-6896347180507368943?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/6896347180507368943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=6896347180507368943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6896347180507368943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6896347180507368943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-always-thought-that-i-am-following.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2513690173468807850</id><published>2009-08-21T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T21:19:31.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XrZPDAfU7A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XrZPDAfU7A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Left Handed drummer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Here I thought drum don't matter left or right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Man, Towards Exception&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2513690173468807850?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2513690173468807850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2513690173468807850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2513690173468807850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2513690173468807850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/left-handed-drummer-and-here-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2321133327095152570</id><published>2009-08-19T14:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:57:08.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently A Question Hit Me While I was Doing a Quiz On Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It Says That I Am A Self-Centered Person.&lt;br /&gt;At First, I Thought That It's Not True But Later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I Am Self-Centered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Always Claim That I Choose to Be Self-less By Not Voicing Out What I am Unhappy About So As To Reduce Conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Always Claim That I Choose To Put Others First By Letting Others Talk About Themselves More Often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But To Look At It Another Way, I Am Actually Being Selfish By Not Sharing My Life With Ours. Don't You Think So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People Says that When You Pour Out Your Feelings and Thoughts Towards Others, You Are Actually On The Receiving End Because You Actually Gain A Listening Ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But That Doesn't Mean That The Listener is Being A Giver By Lending a Listening Ear. The Listener Is Actually Also Receiving In Terms Of Knowing His Friend Better, The Likes, The Dislikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I Am Wondering If I Am a Taker Because I Mostly Just Listen But When It Comes To Myself, I Becomes Very Closed Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Seriously, I Don't Know How, nor Sure If There is Even AnyThing To Share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks Like It's All Random Stuff, That Have Been Running Through My Mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is It An Excuse That Really No One Understands Or Think How I Think,&lt;br /&gt;Or Is It That I Just Not Open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Is There To Be Open About??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess It's Insecurity That's In Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Makes "George", "George"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any Ideas, I Believe Now I Am In A Identity Crsis.&lt;br /&gt;People Always Say Just Be Yourself.&lt;br /&gt;But How Do I Be Myself When I Lose Knowledge Of Who Am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2321133327095152570?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2321133327095152570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2321133327095152570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2321133327095152570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2321133327095152570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/recently-question-hit-me-while-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-3979614083232844726</id><published>2009-08-17T17:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:06:35.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SokdjViV8HI/AAAAAAAAABE/uCXsiN2noM8/s1600-h/200-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SokdjViV8HI/AAAAAAAAABE/uCXsiN2noM8/s320/200-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370856523529842802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello Kitty, Goodbye Dignity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/Sokdcmg-NQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5AQKrt-405Q/s1600-h/514-thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/Sokdcmg-NQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5AQKrt-405Q/s320/514-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370856407828411650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-3979614083232844726?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/3979614083232844726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=3979614083232844726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7106370074878981794</id><published>2009-08-16T14:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:43:38.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A Hi-Hat has many ways of playing with"&lt;br /&gt;"It all depends on how much time you want to explore it"&lt;br /&gt;"The more you try to find out, the more you will realized"&lt;br /&gt;"Guess it's not always about observing, but sometimes getting your hand-on it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By drawing a square on a long plank and cut across the square from one edge to another, you will be about to form a 90degree arc when u flip one side of the plank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never look at a plank as a plank, it's more to just a plank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are made to be more than a normal human,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can become something great, something out of the normal "plank".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was doing a research on designer babies and I seriously find the life of an savior baby is so much more meaningful than my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although someone that is born out of a test tube and only lives for awhile, he did something very great and that is to save another life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was think that who knows, in my whole life I might not even be able to impact someone's life, yet to say saving a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question was being asked by the floor when I have finish presenting my 5 min speech&lt;br /&gt;"Will you sacrifice your life for another?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I questioned back "why not?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once heard about a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mentor in a school university teach many student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year by year student comes student goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time there is a school reunion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mentor will see his ex-student coming back driving expensive cars and hold very high position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he will always remain in a position of a mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His student has all became great people of the society and earn way more than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mentor has the knowledge, but why did he not go and create a legacy for himself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been the thoughts of an individual.&lt;br /&gt;the sense or level of meaningful life in everyone is different. &lt;br /&gt;That makes us special, unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether is it sacrifice or not,&lt;br /&gt;it's no matter, as long as you find it meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts of every single person is very much different,&lt;br /&gt;there is in fact no way of finding a person with a identical thinking as yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did He even manage to do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God just made me summit to Him no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;I can list out a whole lot of things that He can do while we can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Human beings have the remarkable ability to turn nothing into something. They can turn weeds into gardens and pennies into fortunes." - Jim Rohn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, human being can turn nothing to something, &lt;br /&gt;but that's just part of the ability that from God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God can turn nothing to anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hands that I see, belongs to the powerful craftsman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the God I know is the Greatest Craftsman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I really felt like giving up and present a much lesser content.&lt;br /&gt;The uncomfortable moment only last for that few amount of duration.&lt;br /&gt;It really made me having no choice but to believe that it's a test from God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickness don't just come suddenly and goes away suddenly, it must have been a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's seriously hard going at that time but I glad it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process sure is more exciting than the end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't enjoy the end result, we celebrate for the end result, and enjoy the celebration of the end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like learning. We don learn at the end of something, we learn during the process of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems that we learn something in the end of a matter because we only start to reflect on what is going on all the time after it have come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being aware of things while it happens is always better.&lt;br /&gt;Rather than when all has subsided.&lt;br /&gt;might have been too late by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God I know is a powerful observer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mention that there will be this day when He will ask what we have done on earth while He was away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still He observe us all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7106370074878981794?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4127474306256921549</id><published>2009-08-16T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:41:07.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"A Hi-Hat has many ways of playing with"&lt;br /&gt;"It all depends on how much time you want to explore it"&lt;br /&gt;"The more you try to find out, the more you will realized"&lt;br /&gt;"Guess it's not always about observing, but sometimes getting your hand-on it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By drawing a square on a long plank and cut across the square from one edge to another, you will be about to form a 90degree arc when u flip one side of the plank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never look at a plank as a plank, it's more to just a plank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are made to be more than a normal human,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can become something great, something out of the normal "plank".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was doing a research on designer babies and I seriously find the life of an savior baby is so much more meaningful than my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although someone that is born out of a test tube and only lives for awhile, he did something very great and that is to save another life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was think that who knows, in my whole life I might not even be able to impact someone's life, yet to say saving a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A question was being asked by the floor when I have finish presenting my 5 min speech&lt;br /&gt;"Will you sacrifice your life for another?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I questioned back "why not?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once heard about a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mentor in a school university teach many student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year by year student comes student goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time there is a school reunion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mentor will see his ex-student coming back driving expensive cars and hold very high position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he will always remain in a position of a mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His student has all became great people of the society and earn way more than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mentor has the knowledge, but why did he not go and create a legacy for himself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been the thoughts of an individual.&lt;br /&gt;the sense or level of meaningful life in everyone is different. &lt;br /&gt;That means use special, unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whether is it sacrifice or not,&lt;br /&gt;it's no matter, as long as you find it meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts of every single person is very much different,&lt;br /&gt;there is in fact no way of finding a person with a identical thinking as yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did He even manage to do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God just made me summit to Him no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;I can list out a whole lot of things that He can do while we can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Human beings have the remarkable ability to turn nothing into something. They can turn weeds into gardens and pennies into fortunes." - Jim Rohn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, human being can turn nothing to something, &lt;br /&gt;but that's just part of the ability that from God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God can turn nothing to anything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hands that I see, belongs to the powerful craftsman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the God I know is the Greatest Craftsman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I really felt like giving up and present a much lesser content.&lt;br /&gt;The uncomfortable moment only last for that few amount of duration.&lt;br /&gt;It really made me having no choice but to believe that it's a test from God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickness don't just come suddenly and goes away suddenly, it must have been a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's seriously hard going at that time but I glad it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process sure is more exciting than the end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't enjoy the end result, we celebrate for the end result, and enjoy the celebration of the end result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like learning. We don learn at the end of something, we learn during the process of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it seems that we learn something in the end of a matter because we only start to reflect on what is going on all the time after it have come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being aware of things while it happens is always better.&lt;br /&gt;Rather than when all has subsided.&lt;br /&gt;might have been too late by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The God I know is a powerful observer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mention that there will be this day when He will ask what we have done on earth while He was away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still He observe us all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-4127474306256921549?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/4127474306256921549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=4127474306256921549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4127474306256921549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4127474306256921549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-hat-has-many-ways-of-playing-with-it.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-3238058635960922045</id><published>2009-08-13T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T03:28:43.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who are you to say those things?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-3238058635960922045?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/3238058635960922045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=3238058635960922045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3238058635960922045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3238058635960922045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-are-you-to-say-those-things.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-5764618052033841262</id><published>2009-08-09T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:16:49.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little out of the bible that I wondered.&lt;br /&gt;How and where did the people in the bible during that time, have faith to believe that Jesus can heal. After all Jesus is called the Son of man during that time, meaning he look just like us. So there is no way people can see the different and therefore ask for healing. So where do they get their belief from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thought is that during that time, it's a mouth to mouth way of spreading the word that Jesus can heal the sick. So that will also means that there have to be someone who starts the ball rolling and that person have to be someone in that area, so that people will have a stronger belief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking it to a hospital scenario.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that the whole hospital is all sick, you got the lame, you got the blind every kind of sickness. Then one day, one of the fellow who was lame can walk and he is now running around the hospital saying that he is well and it's DR.Ben who cured, others who were sick will surely want to be attend to by Dr.Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But imagine that there is no one spreading the goodness in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;his area&lt;/span&gt;, will the good new be spread around? one of the verse says that people will only believe if they see miracles or changes. Changes that they hope to have. Changes that will benefit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that is what being like a living bible is all about. The focus here is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;His Area&lt;/span&gt;. For example, my dad in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;his work place&lt;/span&gt;, john in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;his school&lt;/span&gt;, Mary in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;her restaurant that she opens&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to pass the Word by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;our actions&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;our areas&lt;/span&gt;. It will be the easiest way to spread the Word. For example in school, People in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;your area&lt;/span&gt; have the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;same environment&lt;/span&gt; with you, the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;same circle&lt;/span&gt; of friends with you, the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;same work&lt;/span&gt; as you, the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;same teacher&lt;/span&gt;, the same &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;school activity&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Another words, they can related themselves to you.&lt;/span&gt; So if you reflect well in your behavior and actions, people will follow you to church and hope for the same change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Week by week church can help, but they can't go to places that you are at. church can't go to your workplace, nor can they go to your schools, your wherever, oh yeah, your home. It mostly depends on you to impact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-5764618052033841262?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5764618052033841262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=5764618052033841262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5764618052033841262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5764618052033841262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/little-out-of-bible-that-i-wondered.html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-3126327072935082316</id><published>2009-08-04T00:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:55:07.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Focus have to be right,&lt;br /&gt;so as the problems in your life will not be magnified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a very simple fact but many of times I just can't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lucky, a person cannot be happy and sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through this 3 days, it have been wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;I find joy in serving usher,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love shout out .&lt;br /&gt;"welcome, please proceed this way =D"&lt;br /&gt;or even "welcome, do enjoy the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy singing loudly to the extend my throat gonna burst anytime,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to be close to "strangers", letting them step into my comfort zone, and communicate with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel "we are together in this" feeling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself that I aren't gonna fold my arms and just stand there through the service, I gonna enjoy myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just show love to others, even if I just met them for the first time, and might not even see them anymore.(such a Big Church!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn to treasure the times I have with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;anytime&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such big difference when you focus on the right goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, have been falling asleep on bus this few days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when night comes, just can't sleep, &lt;br /&gt;my mind is injecting excitement signals throughout the body,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking that the block, reminds me of the pebble, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gift from the church, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the pebble, gone missing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The block needs a owner before it goes missing in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year of usher, so much changes,&lt;br /&gt;This three days, so happening,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am I able to blog them all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, on Sunday morning took bus 12 and drop opposite Singapore Association for the deaf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the path to the stadium from there is a dark path, no street light, only source of light is the road lamp which is about more than 100m away i guess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking on the path, the grass and bushes has so much sound, think there is mouse there, kind of scare myself out there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to got myself alert for the long day ahead,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the confidence walk during one of the camps,&lt;br /&gt;but just that it's more scary, cause you are able to see the surrounding and noises seems to be quite frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just one of the highlights of the three days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking across a dark area, without music and alone,&lt;br /&gt;But thank God there is always light at the end of all this dark paths,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not safe to cut across the field(could have been faster)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but instead take the way that has already been made for you and you will be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night only manage to fill the hall until the "A" section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, but it's still good, behind me were two very enthusiastic people, they makes me feel even more excited,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in front of me at the "a" section was a lady with a Tambourine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She plays and dance with it as she praises God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very graceful dance movement,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never see this before and it makes me feel even more relax to praise God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She taught me, through her actions, that we have no need to even care about others around us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's to God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our dance, with God, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our cheer to the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shouldn't be bothered by how others is going to see, or even laugh at us, or what they have to comment about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as at the end of the day, we manage to bring our excitement for God to our highest, it's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from a few months back until now, I can really safely say that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the joy of the Lord is with me now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally experience a continual of happiness flowing out from the inside,&lt;br /&gt;Life have really become more enjoyable now that I have learn to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-3126327072935082316?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/3126327072935082316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=3126327072935082316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3126327072935082316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3126327072935082316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/08/focus-have-to-be-right-so-as-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4605977754949298037</id><published>2009-07-27T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:15:32.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's say there has been a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, it have been about more than a week that I have experienced this kind of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very lighten up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously get quite excited recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible that life have been smooth recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I became so relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let's prepare a plane. That we will then be able to fly across the Atlantic."&lt;br /&gt;"Onwards! My Mates!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I am feeling now, flying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;full speed, not glide, but shoot forward&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-4605977754949298037?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/4605977754949298037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=4605977754949298037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4605977754949298037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4605977754949298037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-say-there-has-been-change.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7301476115233041019</id><published>2009-07-15T23:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T00:27:08.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r238/coffeeshy/lol-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet most of us have been through this Quiz on facebook,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who haven try it &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/quizcreate/quiz_view.php/350752/?ref=nf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this quiz has a very simple yet important point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the question may make a lot of sense towards your faithfulness to every aspect of being a christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But those answer choice is limited, and is not the closest to the real style of doing all those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the core thing is that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approval is given by God, not by people, in this case, not by this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what they always say, foolish in the eyes of the people, but great in the eyes of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time let's not also be naive, and improve those areas which we are weak in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, just know it's god that is going to see the level of your love for Him&lt;br /&gt;And not anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everyone of us wants to do even more to impress God, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's start to be more faithful in every aspect and strive for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the question God asked peter, "do you love Me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes, peter have learn it, only you know God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How mysterious is that, not one really knows a person's love for God, even the person himself doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, like I say, just keep on striving to impress God more, &lt;br /&gt;For the more you do, you know the more He is going to be happy with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God loves you, all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7301476115233041019?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7301476115233041019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7301476115233041019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7301476115233041019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7301476115233041019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/07/imghttpi145.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2049431370348771380</id><published>2009-07-15T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:00:40.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It's A bit complicated, Do read a few times to understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I 100% guarantee the satisfaction of learning it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solar system is make up of planets the sun and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we going to focus on is the moon, sun and earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say sun is God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moon is believers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and earth is Confuse people. Why i label them as confuse people is so as they can cover not only non-believers but also believers who has some areas of their lives that they still don't understand about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so the reminder is very simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it to be done: continue his ministry. &lt;br /&gt;But how, do what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, &lt;br /&gt;Earth(confuse people) during night time is pitch dark and the only one that shines in the sky is the moon(believers). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, Therefore, we actually shine in their darkness time and light up their path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the source of power that we need is from the sun(God), this help us remember who we are doing it for. we are doing it for God and He provide us power to fulfilling the purpose of all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary school science teaches us that moon reflects the sun's light into the earth at night. We too, get strength, love from God, and we "reflect" them in our lives, and thus allowing the earth(confused people) to see The goodness of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, We are like "Little Sun"(Little Christ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, got the purpose and the focus but how to motivate myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the earth has day and night&lt;br /&gt;A day has Sun(assume is God)&lt;br /&gt;And the night has moon(us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now imagine, you are doing an assignment which is due the next day, and you are burning midnight oil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you want the assignment to be done well?&lt;br /&gt;Or would you want to upset the teacher the next day for not able to finish the task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us will want to impress the teacher with what you have done, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same thing, &lt;br /&gt;we are like working in an endless night(in darkness, chaotic world)&lt;br /&gt;A night which will only be over when the "Sun"(God) comes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated, it's a never ending night,&lt;br /&gt;therefore, all it does is wait for Christ to come,&lt;br /&gt;No time to tell, No one knows when it comes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what stated, it comes suddenly, "like a thief in the night"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure&lt;br /&gt;If your earthy Night now 100% has a morning sun &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;coming&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; everyday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;For sure Christ will come and light up this world again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as for now, let's just be a moon and help shine path for the lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2049431370348771380?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2049431370348771380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2049431370348771380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2049431370348771380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2049431370348771380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-bit-complicated-do-read-few-times_15.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2945778164778388144</id><published>2009-07-09T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:28:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Statue of Stamford Raffles were made to the remembrance to his contribution to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the public holidays we have is a remembrance to something great, something that made an impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly anything can be a memorial, remembrance, as long as we can relate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, a short note on a post-stick can remind us about the up coming task he have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A alarm clock that rang in the morning wakes us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, reminded by a post-stick and the alarm clock is totally different from the remembrance of great people like Staford Raffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-stick is a reminds you of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;what is it to come&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;what are you suppose to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while Sir Staford Raffles statue, like what has mention earlier, is just to credit what he has done for Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bread and the Wine is something that has fulfill both of this aspects, who to remember and thank for what we have now, as well as what is to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's just stop here for now(didn't intend to come to here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought I have is that, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if we can find something to relate to something that can remind us about what that is to be done and who are we doing it do, wouldn't it be great? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, to continue God's ministry on earth, but at the same time, knowing that  you are doing it for Him, not for His people. To continue to do it &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;until the day He comes back&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it something in the natural gives allows us to be reminded that and moreover to be able to motivate us to move forward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found one, and it's something to do with the solar system, the day and night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start relating, it benefits alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2945778164778388144?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2945778164778388144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2945778164778388144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2945778164778388144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2945778164778388144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/07/statue-of-stamford-raffles-were-made-to.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-8085115659758686390</id><published>2009-06-21T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:10:04.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-8085115659758686390?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/8085115659758686390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=8085115659758686390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8085115659758686390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8085115659758686390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2135533007226118845</id><published>2009-06-10T15:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:25:27.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As always,&lt;br /&gt;perfectionist view,&lt;br /&gt;setting high a personal standards without knowing&lt;br /&gt;end up thinking I am not good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't I just enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is "It is meant to be an enjoyment."&lt;br /&gt;Always wanted a simple quiet time&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;yes! It is suppose to be simple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much requests and demands just isn't my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of course, not taking this for granted,&lt;br /&gt;prayer request is still part of prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balance is the Key!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s145.photobucket.com/albums/r238/coffeeshy/?action=view&amp;amp;current=emo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="emo" src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r238/coffeeshy/emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;I am lost myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just happy, very happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a food for thought,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Define "Doing Well"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4591220286747941235</id><published>2009-06-08T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:01:09.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-ELdrjbFA5M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oz2Q2Ych2I4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oz2Q2Ych2I4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile! If the rain outside the window won't stop...&lt;br /&gt;Smile! If you failed to do something...&lt;br /&gt;Smile! If happiness hid behind the clouds...&lt;br /&gt;Smile! Even if your soul got slightly scratched...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile! And you'll see how everything changes...&lt;br /&gt;Smile! The rain will stop and the ground will dress up in snow...&lt;br /&gt;Smile! And your sorrow will pass by...&lt;br /&gt;Smile! And then your soul will begin to lïve...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-4558642025148187695?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/4558642025148187695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=4558642025148187695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4558642025148187695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4558642025148187695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/06/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-8586130999227121939</id><published>2009-05-17T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:19:29.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I only say,&lt;br /&gt;Dare not even Dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining, what a good time to relax...(18/5/2009, 12:19pm)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-8586130999227121939?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/8586130999227121939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=8586130999227121939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8586130999227121939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8586130999227121939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-only-say-dare-not-even-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2509306721127990462</id><published>2009-05-12T22:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:32:49.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taste like very strong herb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, the escape route,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide and think later,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide not as in go and hide but another kind of hide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a escape route&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of three only one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one with reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not anyways but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2509306721127990462?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2509306721127990462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2509306721127990462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2509306721127990462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2509306721127990462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/05/yeah-man-taste-like-very-strong-herb.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-5589638295896925758</id><published>2009-05-11T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:31:42.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow type&lt;br /&gt;talking talking&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;the outcome is not something we expect&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;cause everyone got a mind of their own&lt;br /&gt;UML???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose model?&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Input&lt;br /&gt;Output&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PutPut&lt;br /&gt;from the butt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No point la&lt;br /&gt;then programmer no need already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes agree,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Information is in our mind,&lt;br /&gt;user requirenmt is so diferent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, they want but not what u think they want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when they don't want maybe something that you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it that she want that you don't want and&lt;br /&gt;what is it that I want that you don't want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting and not wanting is just not what everyone want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logical?&lt;br /&gt;What is logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see logical,&lt;br /&gt;I see random,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning in Random,&lt;br /&gt;What did I tell ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something in the Random?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or something in the logical??&lt;br /&gt;Yes like IT, everything is constantly changing,&lt;br /&gt;Improving, evoluting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lock it down man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lock it down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pin him down to the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Control!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time??&lt;br /&gt;The end, or the start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The begining?&lt;br /&gt;Right now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or even during pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The O.K is a very simple "phrase"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK = OKTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKTO has a show on sat afternoon, called MoonFace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good show,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOH, test you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pen, classic pen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pen pen pen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got a great knoweledge of the pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH there it goes again logical,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT Enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need...some...skill...to read...in...depth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not using pen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But have to admire,&lt;br /&gt; he has a good knoweldge about pen.&lt;br /&gt;he has a good knoweldge about pen.&lt;br /&gt;he has a good knoweldge about pen.&lt;br /&gt;he has a good knoweldge about pen.&lt;br /&gt;he has a good knoweldge about pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pen,&lt;br /&gt;many different kind, from ballpoint to ink to whatever you can think of,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not what he meant there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the pen orgin,&lt;br /&gt;he knowledge is beyond the pen conponment(whatever it is spelt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRIFT AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been typing without looking,&lt;br /&gt;look at me go!&lt;br /&gt;yeah I go  BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, or is it man? O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Random,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lines and lines of nonsense,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't they mean anything,&lt;br /&gt;or are they,&lt;br /&gt;important,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous comment was,&lt;br /&gt;in case anyone didn't catch it,&lt;br /&gt;"Have it comes to anyone of your..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! THAT ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just what is that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good question, Hey, why didn't I thought of that before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Yes, it is all about not defining yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only surface when we are actually do the IT product,&lt;br /&gt;Anything, in terms of scope, time or cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Let's try to findout more as what was suggested,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google, whatever, books,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not estimating,&lt;br /&gt;So risky,&lt;br /&gt;It might be more or less,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see,&lt;br /&gt;I always use Bottom- up calculation,&lt;br /&gt;Count, count,count,&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;3dollars YO!&lt;br /&gt;More than Fifty Cents,&lt;br /&gt;And his "Piggy Bank"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUT HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, Short, Skin head??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy already,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High High High,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Reaching the Celling~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIP&lt;br /&gt;SIP,&lt;br /&gt;SIP SIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeee,&lt;br /&gt;Come yo, come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person say, "Let's go for a Drink"&lt;br /&gt;And his friend heard it as "Let's go Gym"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How misunderstood can this get,&lt;br /&gt;It just gets more and more comlipicated ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Teacher's Laptop requires tumb print to unlock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What even harder than that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the mouth and aloow others to excess your thought is even harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONONONONONO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the day that we set,&lt;br /&gt;is long..forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have been...though so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some say!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a small thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That what ?I see, but what I see,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have...come to a part where i feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that this longing has and is ready, to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHYHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN TO SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chance that can happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it's not meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's just..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that was a short break,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did I tell ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because it good, I decide to give it away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so others can enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just one of those,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor esteem,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously...&lt;br /&gt;really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;br /&gt;that's all&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;br /&gt;best of it&lt;br /&gt;waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait until the cows comes home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like it's coming home,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good idiom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did I tell ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strength,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; talking,&lt;br /&gt;talking,&lt;br /&gt;I need talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tone not good,&lt;br /&gt;I don't like my singing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a talent, don you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art and craft??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not bad with those i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR is fast learning a talent, LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one somewhere at the top, yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too many sitatuions,&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem special,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless we choose to see them as sepcial,&lt;br /&gt;but then again, seeing them special knowingf that they are not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like self-deceive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is self-deceive????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don know what it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can always give a very good definiation&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;Different sitatuion will make the thing rather hard to apply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;label the post,&lt;br /&gt;What did I tell ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four knows the secret makes it a information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one that is casual makes the situation simple,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;locking down the flesh, causes you to focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour!&lt;br /&gt;brins life, happiness, and whatever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dust just keeps on forming,&lt;br /&gt;by the window,&lt;br /&gt;over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did i tell ya?&lt;br /&gt;A lot lighter now,&lt;br /&gt;A lot,&lt;br /&gt;more to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, I develop a good resistance.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, I am aware of most thing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most umportantly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, I am contented,&lt;br /&gt;always,&lt;br /&gt;nearly always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I have, others have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what I don't have others have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not in terms of material,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe in terms material,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does it matter???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I tell ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer care, if is bad then bad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so be it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my eyes, I am I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am myself and I know myself and that is totally enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot make la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-5589638295896925758?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1382398673180344837</id><published>2009-05-10T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:02:03.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The flesh is so limited,&lt;br /&gt;The spirit inside is Screaming and trying to push the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;boundary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BREAK FREE NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1382398673180344837?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1382398673180344837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1382398673180344837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1382398673180344837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1382398673180344837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/05/flesh-is-so-limit-spirit-inside-is.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1621170365201576511</id><published>2009-04-29T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:55:43.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Why-God-Laughing-Spiritual-Optimism/dp/0307408884"&gt;Why is God Laughing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the book i read about a month ago,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very awesome book,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be a spoiler and tells you what it's about&lt;br /&gt;But I can promise you it's a very valuable book,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find it in quite a few national library,&lt;br /&gt;Go grab it now,&lt;br /&gt;it's a 4-hour book(I am a slow reader)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, it will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s:I am not even convincing that all, Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1621170365201576511?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1621170365201576511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1621170365201576511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1621170365201576511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1621170365201576511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/04/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2919771024772827084</id><published>2009-04-28T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:40:56.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>好不容易爬起来，&lt;br /&gt;我是不可能让自己又在倒下的。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2919771024772827084?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2919771024772827084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>And at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;We should give thanks and pray,&lt;br /&gt;To the One&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-5351639215879094226?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5351639215879094226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=5351639215879094226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5351639215879094226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5351639215879094226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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listen to the parents, not wanting to eat her meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;No one knows,&lt;br /&gt;that all her disobedience, rebellious acts comes from one thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is that she is afraid of sleeping alone in her bedroom at night,&lt;br /&gt;she sees the Teddy Bear as a source of her comfort,&lt;br /&gt;able to "accompany" her in the dark room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But let's just narrow to the word "Afraid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup,&lt;br /&gt;you guess it,&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The actions that they have wasn't really is their problem,&lt;br /&gt;The Real Root is the FEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain fear triggers certain action,&lt;br /&gt;Eg,&lt;br /&gt;When I am told to Swim, I TOTALLY REFUSED SWIMMING&lt;br /&gt;to the extend I turn my back at whoever ask me to swim.&lt;br /&gt;But the problem don't lying in my bad attitude,&lt;br /&gt;The problem lying in my fear of water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so that's about it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1607716755983040560?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1607716755983040560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1607716755983040560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1607716755983040560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1607716755983040560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/04/6year-old-girl-can-become-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1249860961691277135</id><published>2009-04-21T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:41:27.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-style: italic;font-family:Microsoft Sans Serif;" &gt;Updated!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy will be busy playing with a new toy that his parent has just bought  for him,&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't mean the boy don't love his parent,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For when the boy  fell while playing his toy,&lt;br /&gt;he will still call out for his parent,&lt;br /&gt;who is their main source of love and comfort,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the scene, the boy in the Father's Arm,&lt;br /&gt;as the picture zooms out, u see the Ministry lying on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of trouble,&lt;br /&gt;we know that we are still have our hearts towards the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;It's a sub-conscious thing.&lt;br /&gt;And because it is sub-conscious,&lt;br /&gt;we always intend to see ourselves putting Ministry over our dear Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Lord says that&lt;br /&gt;Never to doubt you Love for him,&lt;br /&gt;And never to doubt His position in you life,&lt;br /&gt;For all this will only bring down the level of love you have with Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one might afraid that he will fall,&lt;br /&gt;But why not think about the reason why you will stay on your feet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is with you,&lt;br /&gt;He will sure to go through people,&lt;br /&gt;using them to pull you up again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it your friends, brothers, sister, leader,&lt;br /&gt;You are really not alone when it come to this area,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only when u are close to the pit, the edge,&lt;br /&gt;that you experience close death situation,&lt;br /&gt;that is when you can see that you are not running alone after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since you aren't running this race alone,&lt;br /&gt;what makes you think you will fall and stay there for a long time?&lt;br /&gt;There is sure people to pull you up instantly.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;Instantly! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is if you shout for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop here i guess, it's never ending.&lt;br /&gt;For I can continue saying,&lt;br /&gt;"Like they always say,"shout God and He will come to your rescue...&lt;br /&gt;and on I go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's save it for next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7347717890731632435</id><published>2009-04-19T21:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:48:11.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt that It's&lt;br /&gt;"No",&lt;br /&gt;"Not Now".&lt;br /&gt;So I don't bother mentioning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that it's optional&lt;br /&gt;So I don't really long for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For restrictions will not be restriction&lt;br /&gt;if you know self-control&lt;br /&gt;if you know self-discipline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For temptation will not be temptation&lt;br /&gt;if I can resist,&lt;br /&gt;if I can toss them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For negative will be positive&lt;br /&gt;if I am content,&lt;br /&gt;if I am careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Conscious must be one of the key,&lt;br /&gt;into staying right.&lt;br /&gt;With out a Alert mind,&lt;br /&gt;Heart receives sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind is like a filter machine,&lt;br /&gt;It can sort what we receive from our surrounding,&lt;br /&gt;then,                     &lt;-----------if this part Conscious,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;........Guess............&lt;/span&gt;you can actually&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.......What..............&lt;/span&gt;remove negative things,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;........??...................&lt;/span&gt;thus guarding the heart a bit =)&lt;br /&gt;send to the Heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two cents worth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7347717890731632435?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7347717890731632435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7347717890731632435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7347717890731632435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7347717890731632435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-felt-that-its-no-not-now.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-9053399211257850830</id><published>2009-04-18T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T01:19:44.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Guess What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-9053399211257850830?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/9053399211257850830/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4027928875088606646</id><published>2009-04-15T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:52:18.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Next Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Next Day,&lt;br /&gt;Like a Charged Phone,&lt;br /&gt;The Battery which is low will be full again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Table,&lt;br /&gt;By the Window,&lt;br /&gt;Dust will gather again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time that is Wasted,&lt;br /&gt;In any Ways,&lt;br /&gt;will still add to a Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Good that Falls,&lt;br /&gt;By all Means,&lt;br /&gt;Shall meet with The Past Highest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as Whatever Good that Increases,&lt;br /&gt;will then be able to Progress and Stay in the New Highest,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for The Next Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SdY_NfcjCOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FT0xcUl_sWU/s1600-h/quizz.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SdY_NfcjCOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FT0xcUl_sWU/s320/quizz.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320509510796904674" 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/8904897600465428472-75000869197080901?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/75000869197080901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=75000869197080901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-8826747099664347936</id><published>2009-03-31T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:58:18.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Food for thought O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me, i have very messy thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://passion-driven.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just three post there is able to show how much i fall back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words you speak forms your world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprise that it actually became this way,&lt;br /&gt;have been put down all this while,&lt;br /&gt;More over, by myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself back there,&lt;br /&gt;Time to go all the way back there!&lt;br /&gt;and pull it all the way to the present,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with the qualities pursuit the future,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A concept&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;They say that your life is like a Race.&lt;br /&gt;And it was said that a people in your life runs the race with you.&lt;br /&gt;And the track is your life, from the day you were born to the day you meet God in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interesting thing about this "concept" is that You can actually&lt;br /&gt;"go back and fore the race track", in a way "travel through time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to transfer qualities, Love, feeling,nearly anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the fallen can be bought back to the present now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, backsliders,&lt;br /&gt;Getting them back, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You "go back there",&lt;br /&gt;"just before he or she falls"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see what is the pleasant environment he or she is in at that time?&lt;br /&gt;For example,&lt;br /&gt;close relation with friends?&lt;br /&gt;great learning environment?&lt;br /&gt;big place to grow?&lt;br /&gt;attention?&lt;br /&gt;leisure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achieving a similar environment for that person attracts him back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a simple thing that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where you fall is where you gonna pick yourself up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's his choice whether to pick himself up,&lt;br /&gt;but it will be of great help if you were to "just get back there"&lt;br /&gt;catching a glimpse of the environment and  forming it in the presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one runs the race alone,&lt;br /&gt;Means that when a person is alone,&lt;br /&gt;the chances are that he is not moving,&lt;br /&gt;not running at all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are just gonna be forever there,&lt;br /&gt;Cause the devil strikes what is alone,&lt;br /&gt;making things worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have lost, have to be found,&lt;br /&gt;not just the crowns, the lost, first love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but also the good qualities that you used to have,&lt;br /&gt;whether is it significant or not, doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;as long as it is something that is better than what you have now and helps you,&lt;br /&gt;pick it up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just never know when u need them,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-8826747099664347936?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/8826747099664347936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=8826747099664347936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; That's what I see that is happening in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SdCKGOOxqpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QzPnzboiLis/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SdCKGOOxqpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QzPnzboiLis/s320/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318902999428475538" 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/8904897600465428472-2880187684873028213?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2880187684873028213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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bgcolor="#C2CAE0"&gt;&lt;th colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Detailed Results:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FBFCFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#E5EBFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FBFCFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#E5EBFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#FBFCFF"&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts: &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;0&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h3&gt;About this quiz&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt; Unhappiness in relationships is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages.  It can be helpful to know what language you speak and what language those around you speak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tag 3 people so they can find out what their love language is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://edified.org/myspace/lovelanguage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:+1;"&gt;Take the Quiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/search?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;keywords=Five%20Love%20Languages&amp;amp;tag=edified-20&amp;amp;index=blended&amp;amp;linkCode=ur2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:-2;"&gt;Check out the Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7721331145691493431?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4352483066864040378</id><published>2009-03-09T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:22:27.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SbTthKCZs1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Eus8IpSWSVk/s1600-h/lol.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SbTthKCZs1I/AAAAAAAAAAc/Eus8IpSWSVk/s320/lol.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311131014462550866" 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;Couldn't help it, looks fun so tried it,&lt;br /&gt;just that on a E-mail reply which happen to answer some recent FAQs&lt;br /&gt;Pastor Phil Pringle Style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="authordata"&gt;&lt;span class="vcard author"&gt;&lt;a href="http://philpringle.wordpress.com/author/philpringle/" class="url fn"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But his better,&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-4352483066864040378?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/4352483066864040378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=4352483066864040378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4352483066864040378'/><link 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"A Message"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My song is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love to the loveless shown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it goes up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't have to be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your heavy heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is made of stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it's so hard to see you clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm not gonna take it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the target that I'm aiming at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got to get that message home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My song is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My song is love, unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I'm on fire for you, clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't have to be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm not gonna take it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the target that I'm aiming at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm nothing on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got to get that message home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I'm not gonna stand and wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not gonna leave it until it's much too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a platform I'm gonna stand and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That I'm nothing on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I love you, please come home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My song is love, is love unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And I've got to get that message home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-6011782443841325784?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/6011782443841325784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=6011782443841325784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6011782443841325784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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don't have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;Your heavy heart&lt;br /&gt;Is made of stone&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hard to see you clearly&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna take it back&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that&lt;br /&gt;You're the target that I'm aiming at&lt;br /&gt;Got to get that message home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My song is love&lt;br /&gt;My song is love, unknown&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on fire for you, clearly&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to be on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna take it back&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that&lt;br /&gt;You're the target that I'm aiming at&lt;br /&gt;And I'm nothing on my own&lt;br /&gt;Got to get that message home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not gonna stand and wait&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna leave it until it's much too late&lt;br /&gt;On a platform I'm gonna stand and say&lt;br /&gt;That I'm nothing on my own&lt;br /&gt;And I love you, please come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My song is love, is love unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; And I've got to get that message home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1059355033504549020?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1059355033504549020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1059355033504549020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1594156741917812334?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1594156741917812334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1594156741917812334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1594156741917812334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1594156741917812334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-just-plain-pwned.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4834710347673366981</id><published>2009-02-04T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:30:39.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing beats seeing your change,&lt;br /&gt;realizing your change, in terms of personalty, values&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lose my ezlink card just today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while on the way to school&lt;br /&gt;Was on bus 12 when i drop it i guess, cause I didn't find it anywhere when the bus 8 came over at 201&lt;br /&gt;so in the end,&lt;br /&gt;I walked to school.&lt;br /&gt;was late, 9:14pm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, it didn't hit me hard,&lt;br /&gt;like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the testimonial I once shared before,&lt;br /&gt;The one which talks about me losing things,&lt;br /&gt;That's the change in me, that's the start of a new born personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was walking to school, and was recalling about the testimonial i shared&lt;br /&gt;totally awesome,&lt;br /&gt;cannot believe something can actually last so long,&lt;br /&gt;I know, in a way it doesn't seen right,&lt;br /&gt;you know, to actually be so carefree even thou items are misplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I see it as looking on the bright side,&lt;br /&gt;The new TP Ezlink will be given by 16Feb,&lt;br /&gt;so well,&lt;br /&gt;learn to see the goodness that is about to come.&lt;br /&gt;Things that will soon come your way, to your benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure my friends would be happy if I were to kept talking about my trouble this morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I will be Focusing on myself(ME! ME! MY EZLINK! GONE! I SAD. ME ME)&lt;br /&gt;2) Who like to listen to nagging("I had enough nagging at home, now I am here listening to yet another.", said Mr. Random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, doesn't reflect so well on myself too,&lt;br /&gt;So ya, once or twice u mention, but thanks to the optimistic side,&lt;br /&gt;The tone of voice is neutral,&lt;br /&gt;it won't tense people so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People already very so much problem, we shall keep it down a little, that we will be able to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflect and also learn our problems,&lt;br /&gt;whether is it with ourselves or the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only discover more about yourself when you try to solve your own problems,&lt;br /&gt;It's the best way to observe yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I always like to do,&lt;br /&gt;That we shall sort ourselves right,&lt;br /&gt;And then go out there, and help others out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-4834710347673366981?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/4834710347673366981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=4834710347673366981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4834710347673366981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4834710347673366981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-beats-seeing-your-change.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4453349638571015461</id><published>2009-02-01T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:23:42.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For Love is like the water in the well, if the water drawn out is faster than the falling of rain, the well drys up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya logically the well will dry up,&lt;br /&gt;And because of this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that I will eventually dry up, worn out, burn out,&lt;br /&gt;And, I did...&lt;br /&gt;My mind, defeat myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i blindly walk around,&lt;br /&gt;I come to learn about God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I come to a conclusion that The God I know, has Endless Love,&lt;br /&gt;He will fill you over and over again,&lt;br /&gt;to allow you to spread the Love to everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, times may come when you will be push from the left or the right,&lt;br /&gt;from all sides,&lt;br /&gt;until you felt like you just don't want to do anything anymore,&lt;br /&gt;you don't want to sacrifice  anymore&lt;br /&gt;all this pushing is draining you, u got tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with the Endless Love of God,&lt;br /&gt;we don't have to worry about that,&lt;br /&gt;For we can give and give despite all this negative things,&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, we will be replenished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day,&lt;br /&gt;We can give again,&lt;br /&gt;and again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, for everyone of us are to serve others,&lt;br /&gt;and in the process we show any unhappiness, we lose,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? because it's other choice to serve them.&lt;br /&gt;being the God's delivery Boy/Girl,&lt;br /&gt;sending parcel of Love from door to door,&lt;br /&gt;Heart to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, people might not open the door of their hearts,&lt;br /&gt;or might even ask for more, demand for more,&lt;br /&gt;But not to worry,&lt;br /&gt;for the Love can be obtain for a wonderful God,&lt;br /&gt;Our wonderful God&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-4453349638571015461?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/4453349638571015461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=4453349638571015461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4453349638571015461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/4453349638571015461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-love-is-like-water-in-well-if-water.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-5282452872897871337</id><published>2009-01-13T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:44:39.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SWyZ_gBA15I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YvtxWnRGvQE/s1600-h/charts_118553C1590SideGraph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SWyZ_gBA15I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YvtxWnRGvQE/s320/charts_118553C1590SideGraph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290772978458482578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/KopiTiam/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SWyaLpMHULI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Kwd-Yb7xUWw/s1600-h/hdrPersonality24_Biblical.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 85px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SWyaLpMHULI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Kwd-Yb7xUWw/s320/hdrPersonality24_Biblical.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290773187079393458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;David     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;i&gt;Scripture Reference:&lt;/i&gt;       &lt;u&gt;1 Samuel 16-21&lt;/u&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to the Governor pattern, we see great creativity in David; we find that he was a talented musician in 1 Samuel 16:18. He was also a strong speaker. He obeyed his superiors and did all that he was commanded while maintaining his social status, as any Governor would do. Using his people skills, David learned of Goliath by discussing current events with some nearby soldiers. This shepherd/warrior successfully calculated the exact strike that would bring Goliath down. David was a man who got things done right -- the first time. David was asked to enter Saul’s court, and he soon won the favor of all around him. Even as Saul sought to have David killed, his many friends kept him safe and alive. He was very precise, following directions to the letter. As a result of his faithfulness, the Lord placed him as king over Israel. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;      Gideon     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;i&gt;Scripture Reference:&lt;/i&gt;       &lt;u&gt;Judges 6-7&lt;/u&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mighty commander of Israel’s army is first seen as hesitant and slow to accept change. His cautious nature was evident as he asks God for definite signs so that he might be reassured, without a doubt in his mind, that he would succeed in overtaking Israel’s oppressors. His desire to maintain stability and security was challenged as God called him very far out of his comfort zone into battle -- after removing the majority of his “team”. However, once he was sure of his position, Gideon rose to lead the Israelites to an overwhelming victory over Midian with the leadership, communication and encouragement of a Governor. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;      Naomi     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;i&gt;Scripture Reference:&lt;/i&gt;       &lt;u&gt;Ruth 1-4&lt;/u&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi was never a woman to hide her feelings. In all that she said and did, her emotions were evident -- from her desire to change her name to her excitement in sharing her plan about Boaz with Ruth. Primarily a “people person,” Naomi won favor with all. Her desire for stability and roots is seen as she decided to return to Bethlehem, her hometown, where she knew everyone and felt safe. Her attention to detail and her logic emerged as Naomi instructed Ruth concerning Boaz. This was a woman who truly accomplished the Governor’s desire for “win-win” results. &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;    &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;      Jesus as the Governor     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;       &lt;i&gt;Scripture Reference:&lt;/i&gt;       &lt;u&gt;John 11:41-44&lt;/u&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was always people-oriented and performed many of His miracles out of compassion. Jesus, while always listening to what the Father would have Him do, was comfortable taking charge of any situation because He already knew what His Father had planned for Him. “Then they took away the stone from the place where the dead was laid. And Jesus lifted up His eyes, and said, ‘Father, I thank thee that thou hast heard me. And I knew that thou hearest me always: but because of the people which stand by I said it, that they may believe that thou hast sent me.’ And when he thus had spoken, he cried with a loud voice, ‘Lazarus, come forth.’ And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes: and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus saith unto them, ‘Loose him, and let him go.’ ” &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-5282452872897871337?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/5282452872897871337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=5282452872897871337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5282452872897871337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/5282452872897871337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/01/david-scripture-reference-1-samuel-16.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e_CG9qGJioM/SWyZ_gBA15I/AAAAAAAAAAM/YvtxWnRGvQE/s72-c/charts_118553C1590SideGraph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-6831836298338260044</id><published>2009-01-09T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T01:33:42.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Governor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;George is an optimistic individual. He is the type of person who loves exploring new places or things and a wide variety of experiences. He tends to display a natural charisma that draws others to his charm. George is a very encouraging person; others are drawn to him because they find him inspirational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loyal friend, George is patient and caring when attending to the needs of others. He is usually an even-paced individual who thrives in a peaceful, harmonious environment. He tends to be quite predictable, sticking with proven, reliable methods of dealing with situations rather than taking chances with a new, unproven approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neat and orderly, others usually see George as practical. He needs adequate information to make decisions, and he will consider the pros and cons. He may be sensitive to criticism, and will tend to internalize his emotions. George likes to clarify expectations before undertaking new projects, and he will follow a logical process to gain successful results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he cares about how others feel, George may feel uncomfortable making decisions that strongly affect others. He typically encourages others to be involved in the decision making process and prefers to work in a team role. Others tend to see George as agreeable and humble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Advisor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="line-height: 100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Advisors impress most people with their warmth, sympathy and understanding. They possess a casual kind of poise in most social situations. Many people will come to them because Advisors are seen as good listeners. They are very demonstrative and their emotions are clear to those around them. They will not attempt to force their ideas on others; in fact, they may be too indirect in expressing feelings or issuing orders. They tend to take criticism of their work as a personal affront. They can be overly tolerant and patient with those who are non-producers in the workplace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Advisors prefer to deal with people on a personal, intimate basis in a low pressure situation. They will take advantage of every moment they are given up until the end to get jobs done. They need personal attention and compliments for assignments well done. They love to talk to and about people; they want social intimacy with everyone they meet. While Advisors are very stable, they are also flexible and can fit into almost any environment. They are seen as neighborly, as they seem to be accepting of others, even if they inside are judging others with the strong convictions that they hold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once a bond is formed, Advisors have no problem talking about personal subjects and extending trust. It may take a while to obtain that point of trust. Advisors are family oriented - they work toward stability in these relationships. They are persistent in working to accomplish goals they have set.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Emotions: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Personable, understanding, caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Motivating Goals: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;To maintain trusting friendships; security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Evaluates Others By: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Positive acceptance; looks for the good in people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Influences Others By: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Personal relationship insights; performing services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Value to the Team: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Stable, dependable, good listener, patient, broad friendships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Reaction to Pressure: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Becomes overly flexible; may hold grudges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Greatest Fears: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Social rejection; being accused of causing harm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Areas for Improvement: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take initiative, develop a sense of urgency, set realistic deadlines, establish priorities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; May Overuse: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Indirect approach; tolerance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-6831836298338260044?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/6831836298338260044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=6831836298338260044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6831836298338260044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/6831836298338260044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2009/01/george-is-optimistic-individual.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-3641674658217438607</id><published>2008-12-30T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:25:06.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A lake is in front of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sail across it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go ahead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the goodness on the other side is beyond your knowledge."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"oh, what is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Istiophoridae!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Don't worry, he's not going to hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, onward!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get across fast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lol,&lt;br /&gt;Great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-3641674658217438607?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/3641674658217438607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=3641674658217438607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3641674658217438607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3641674658217438607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/12/lake-is-in-front-of-you-sail-across-it.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-8052588315119323218</id><published>2008-12-28T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T03:01:33.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current status:Shocked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that Limei was going for another cellgroup,&lt;br /&gt;But didn't expect Weiling to come over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was listening to their(haksoon/Weiling/Joyce) conversation over the phone&lt;br /&gt;and also some of the "randomly picked up Conversations they had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had everything so well controlled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are like a Dream Team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes on and on how come i see them as dream team*&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind always stucks at this timing,&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep?&lt;br /&gt;or an excuse to continue saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought that came was "Different Flow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This have to change.&lt;br /&gt;This have to go.&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;Many ways,&lt;br /&gt;But first,&lt;br /&gt;let me clear the mess I did earlier&lt;br /&gt;If you know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who knows,&lt;br /&gt;maybe is not the mess that i made that cause it,&lt;br /&gt;It's the natural of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as of now, give me time to check if the problem lies in me or not(mostly is)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Tang has a lot of knowledge,&lt;br /&gt;He told me so much,&lt;br /&gt;taught me so much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He see things which I don't see,&lt;br /&gt;his perceptive are what I will take ages to realized.&lt;br /&gt;Like what I told him,&lt;br /&gt;"I was thinking about helping you but instead you seem to be the one who enlightening me"O.o&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ninja is known for his Stealth and High Endurance capability...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-8052588315119323218?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/8052588315119323218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=8052588315119323218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8052588315119323218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/8052588315119323218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/12/current-statusshocked-why-i-knew-that.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1601563452583314587</id><published>2008-12-25T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:07:39.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;有God就够了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1601563452583314587?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1601563452583314587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1601563452583314587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1601563452583314587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1601563452583314587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/12/god.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-6061512834600021274</id><published>2008-12-23T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T01:05:12.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some things are just part of the package,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deck of poker cards,&lt;br /&gt;52 cards,&lt;br /&gt;4 suit,&lt;br /&gt;each suit has 13 cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is,&lt;br /&gt;two joker cards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, might not like joker cards,&lt;br /&gt;Still will have them,&lt;br /&gt;It's in a deck, a package,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw them away,&lt;br /&gt;will then be restricted from playing certain card games,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep them might cause unhappiness,&lt;br /&gt;But it's better than not buying a deck just because of the joker cards.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pop artist Album,&lt;br /&gt;About 11 to 15 songs, or more&lt;br /&gt;Like 5 songs,&lt;br /&gt;The rest, will still be in the CD,&lt;br /&gt;removing them cause no benefit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When get bored with the 5 songs,&lt;br /&gt;will still turn to the ones,&lt;br /&gt;which wasn't quite desired.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, from there, gain interest in them?&lt;br /&gt;found the good in the "used-to-be-undesired" Songs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person,&lt;br /&gt;Good points, bad points&lt;br /&gt;Nice side, bad side&lt;br /&gt;Attractive side, repelling side&lt;br /&gt;Interesting side, boring side,&lt;br /&gt;Matured side, childish side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which to focus?&lt;br /&gt;Left or Right?&lt;br /&gt;main or Sub?&lt;br /&gt;Small or Big?&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee, Tea, Milo, Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee O, Milk Coffee, Ice Coffee, Pure Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk Tea, Ice Lemon Tea, Pure Tea, Green Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo Dinosaur, Milo Ice Blended, Mac Milo, Hawker Milo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heineken, Vodka,  &lt;/span&gt;Carlsberg, Guinness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matters?&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy,&lt;br /&gt;Sad,&lt;br /&gt;Confused,&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed,&lt;br /&gt;Withdrawn,&lt;br /&gt;Glad,&lt;br /&gt;Cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battery,&lt;br /&gt;Key pad,&lt;br /&gt;Micro Chip,&lt;br /&gt;Buttons,&lt;br /&gt;Glass,&lt;br /&gt;Plastic,&lt;br /&gt;Wires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvious Combination?&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-6061512834600021274?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-1358646763775953777</id><published>2008-12-08T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:38:12.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's sometimes very funny&lt;br /&gt;where I realized that I intend to have two problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end I have them become as one,&lt;br /&gt;somewhat confusing readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General information followed by questions&lt;br /&gt;Gives you general answers&lt;br /&gt;Making asking like didn't ask at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Open up more!"&lt;br /&gt;I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harder is it to do&lt;br /&gt;than to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more time,&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid of losing things,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling isn't good,&lt;br /&gt;At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind blocked...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-1358646763775953777?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/1358646763775953777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=1358646763775953777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1358646763775953777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/1358646763775953777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-sometimes-very-funny-where-i.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-3884010010978714633</id><published>2008-11-30T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:39:58.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I recently got hooked on a book about two  friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;one of the area, it says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you find yourself on one mountain peak and you want to get  to another higher one, then the only one way up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and that is to go down first."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this sentence in the book is in one of the person's apology  letter stated this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;trying to say that the disagreement is one of the necessary thing for them  to go to a greater peak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To be even more deep in their search of truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This line seem to be able to apply in life too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes I find myself in places where is dark,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But it is unsure places that allows me to learn, to  adapt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that I can get strong, thus reaching my next mountain peak,&lt;br /&gt;my  next higher goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And shall anything I got comfortable,&lt;br /&gt;I will have to go deep  down again&lt;br /&gt;to learn and emerge stronger yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I really hope to see more of my own personal goal to come to  past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as it concerns others too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the "so-called" restrictions aren't really  restrictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sometimes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I still afraid to wake up early to go for morning prayer  meeting&lt;br /&gt;or services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I fear that my mother will be upset,&lt;br /&gt;unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div face="arial"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realized that those feeling that I have,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;are rather there because part of me is tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not physical tired,&lt;br /&gt;but spiritually tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only when I am on my 100%,&lt;br /&gt;that I will go all  out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not looking at my circumstances,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I experiences that also,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that I boldly took the risk and&lt;br /&gt;stay out late just to spend  time with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might then seen as a bad boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or labeled as a bad boy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but all I want is to build strong relation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then reinforce things at the right time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's amazing that you can learn the good in some of the bad,&lt;br /&gt;or not as bad things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you start to see the good in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the stronger things in them than yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nearly all things can teach you things that you haven know&lt;br /&gt;or did not realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-3884010010978714633?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/3884010010978714633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=3884010010978714633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3884010010978714633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/3884010010978714633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-recently-got-hooked-on-book-about-two.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7963548748616525515</id><published>2008-11-23T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:11:34.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a lot of toys when I was young,&lt;br /&gt;Lego,&lt;br /&gt;Transformer,&lt;br /&gt;power ranger,&lt;br /&gt;Batman,&lt;br /&gt;So many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are all blessing I took for granted,&lt;br /&gt;I find myself giving and giving to the offering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun's video never fails to touch me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't fully feel their feeling but i can somewhat relate to my own life in certain times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times where i felt awful, just for a small little while,&lt;br /&gt;But can you imagine them feeling that kind of awful feeling for a very long time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to push my parents for toys after toys,&lt;br /&gt;one replaces another,&lt;br /&gt;each time gets more and more demanding,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look at those people, they even have troubles in their daily needs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few dollars to me can be 2 meals or so,&lt;br /&gt;But to them, it is a joy which will fill their hearts to the brim.&lt;br /&gt;To them, it is comfort,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is "missing a meal" compared to "struggle to have food"?&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;What is "not able to buy the latest toy" compared to "not even having a toy to play with"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will always be people who are less fortunate than me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two choice,&lt;br /&gt;To do what I can, or to simply care more about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact,&lt;br /&gt;Every decision that we make,&lt;br /&gt;will forever be  to the benefit of either you or others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again i can be treating myself better.&lt;br /&gt;e.g&lt;br /&gt;I can avoid myself from thinking a lot, by not caring others,&lt;br /&gt;I can don't meet other people's need and supply myself,&lt;br /&gt;I can even harm people just to make myself feel much better,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the problem here is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my heart will not be at peace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, You will realized that if you do for others,&lt;br /&gt;you, yourself, will benefit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something like,&lt;br /&gt;Would you want to stay at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your own&lt;/span&gt; comfort&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Zone&lt;/span&gt;, or to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; go &lt;/span&gt;and open&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the door &lt;/span&gt;of the unknown &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and start caring others&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later able to make others feel better,&lt;br /&gt;felt loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In usher, I learn that letting the congregation know your existence is very important.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you are suppose to make them feel good,&lt;br /&gt;The work is not just to direct them,&lt;br /&gt;we are not directing signs, we are joy bringers, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you is a very powerful word,&lt;br /&gt;It makes the blesser(the one who is blessing) wanting to bless the receiver more,&lt;br /&gt;when the receiver thanks him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The level of gratefulness in a person can be measure by the way he/she says a "thank you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small help, "BIG"thank you" ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard an advice,&lt;br /&gt;"To raise in both ways"&lt;br /&gt;"It's not either one, it's both"&lt;br /&gt;"Impossible? what you mean by impossible?"&lt;br /&gt;"It's only if you want to..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short time, "Big advice"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This advice will solve many peoples problems.&lt;br /&gt;True enough, after all, promotion comes from God,&lt;br /&gt;He not only wants you to balance all things,&lt;br /&gt;but also prosper is all things&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus will most probably be with the tax collector, the criminals..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more can i say, He is Great.&lt;br /&gt;Even in the form of man,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus still is so passionate for His people.&lt;br /&gt;We best to start to change our mindset and be like Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7963548748616525515?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7963548748616525515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=7963548748616525515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7963548748616525515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/7963548748616525515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-lot-of-toys-when-i-was-young.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2820982518583880590</id><published>2008-11-18T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:45:37.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Relationship is so important in the House of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn that&lt;br /&gt;A person don't just simply like or love something&lt;br /&gt;just because he likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the thing that one enjoys doing,&lt;br /&gt;It's not the attractive features that attracts the user,&lt;br /&gt;Or even the love for the sake of loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually roots down to the relationship between two or more People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A phone for example,&lt;br /&gt;The features of this phone is 8mega pixels&lt;br /&gt;Uber Photo galley system&lt;br /&gt;Cool address/phone book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya sure they are attractive,&lt;br /&gt;But hey,&lt;br /&gt;if you don even have a friend to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;or even hardly contact anyone,&lt;br /&gt;what is all this features to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can go through the photo galley of maybe your own photos."&lt;br /&gt;"A address book which contains your own home number."&lt;br /&gt;How knows, you might not even need that phone in the first place&lt;br /&gt;(since no one is going to contact you or you are not going contact others either)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds Emo? Well, it's just what happen when something is lack of relation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about playing your favorite sports game?&lt;br /&gt;Let's say,&lt;br /&gt;beach volleyball ,&lt;br /&gt;You most probably also gather interest in playing it&lt;br /&gt;because of the people playing with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,&lt;br /&gt;relationship is so important,&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don know what made me move so much,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the time when I see what I always took for granted,&lt;br /&gt;So many people indirectly is helping me move forward,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without them, I won't be where I am now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You would realize how much Dell laptops are there until you decide to buy one yourself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True,&lt;br /&gt;My eyes have been open,&lt;br /&gt;Listening to problems,&lt;br /&gt;helps you not only just think about solutions,&lt;br /&gt;it helps you to come to realizing,&lt;br /&gt;the benefits you had in life,&lt;br /&gt;the little things that you have that cause you to overcome the problem before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that you overlook,&lt;br /&gt;the things that you took for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always a powerful relationship with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are all humans,&lt;br /&gt;our flesh,&lt;br /&gt;more or less will still look for Relationship in the natural Realm&lt;br /&gt;The Relationship between humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking,&lt;br /&gt;I will never know if I can still be serving God&lt;br /&gt;if I have no one with me one day.&lt;br /&gt;I will never know if I can even be worshiping God&lt;br /&gt;if no one worships Him with me one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can trust in God,&lt;br /&gt;to send people into my life, as an additional "features" to my relationship with the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;maybe a "8mega caring" professional,&lt;br /&gt;cool dude who updates you on the coolest things&lt;br /&gt;A "Fm Radio featured guy" who you can always listen to(for entertainment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, hey,&lt;br /&gt;what am I trying to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya sure they are attractive,&lt;br /&gt;But hey,&lt;br /&gt;Without God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is all this people to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2820982518583880590?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2820982518583880590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2820982518583880590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2820982518583880590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2820982518583880590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/11/relationship-is-so-important-in-house.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2742122809244077636</id><published>2008-11-17T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T09:29:57.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Planning is very important.&lt;br /&gt;"If you fail to plan,&lt;br /&gt;you plan to fail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of times, I felt myself just going with the flow,&lt;br /&gt;not thinking about what is about to happen,&lt;br /&gt;and also to think of a plan to deal with the up coming problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should talk more, voice out more ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of things in mind right now,&lt;br /&gt;The idea of getting right with God is very easy,&lt;br /&gt;But the maintaining part is hard,&lt;br /&gt;it requires so much sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only way is to look far,&lt;br /&gt;"From a bigger, wider view"&lt;br /&gt;See the brighter side of a situtation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be active in Cg and Services"&lt;br /&gt;"Pray more"&lt;br /&gt;"Feed yourself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human la after all,&lt;br /&gt;More or less&lt;br /&gt;I will always tend to worry about things.&lt;br /&gt;Thou I always tell myself that God is bigger than the situations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming, fun is arriving.&lt;br /&gt; =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-4422653934752593528</id><published>2008-11-14T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:12:18.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"You will suddenly realize a lot of people holding  a Dell laptop,&lt;br /&gt;that is if only you are thinking about buying one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya,&lt;br /&gt;I only start to recall that Hak Soon said that&lt;br /&gt;he wants people to be direct with him.&lt;br /&gt;That is only when I start to exercise the way of being direct with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one does things with their own style,&lt;br /&gt;Like what i wrote the other time,&lt;br /&gt;different people,&lt;br /&gt;different way of life/values/strengthen.&lt;br /&gt;God creates us differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like people to find their own way,&lt;br /&gt;I like them to seek answers,&lt;br /&gt;Dig for Treasures,&lt;br /&gt;fish for fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say,&lt;br /&gt;if i were to continue to do it my style,&lt;br /&gt;and stick to it,&lt;br /&gt;I will forever have a problem with Hak Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,&lt;br /&gt;it's all about flexibility,&lt;br /&gt;we change the way we work when we really have to.&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's how friendship and relationship works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still so much more to learn,&lt;br /&gt;it's only when we come together&lt;br /&gt;and talk about our lives,&lt;br /&gt;feelings,&lt;br /&gt;thinking,&lt;br /&gt;that we will then be able to know each other better and build the unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only when we are united,&lt;br /&gt;that we will then able to grab and&lt;br /&gt;go after visions and dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only when we have security in our Hearts,&lt;br /&gt;that we will then be able to pursuit more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 or 3 gather in His name,&lt;br /&gt;He is in the midst of us.&lt;br /&gt;In His name,&lt;br /&gt;all misunderstanding can be resolve,&lt;br /&gt;all bitterness can be clear,&lt;br /&gt;all visions can be restore,&lt;br /&gt;all fire can be ignite,&lt;br /&gt;practically all things can happen in the presence of God .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God can flow in many different ways,&lt;br /&gt;God plans many unexpected happenings in Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love God.&lt;br /&gt;I like last-min happenings, events.&lt;br /&gt;I like the trill of having to rush.&lt;br /&gt;I just love the Works of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I am a part of It(God's Work).&lt;br /&gt;AND I am proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha....part, proud, the two lines rhymes)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-7827778128244460168</id><published>2008-11-11T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:38:45.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This whole Arise and build,&lt;br /&gt;is not just a contribution to the church building,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what they,&lt;br /&gt;it's building lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's part of moulding yourself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knew me well,&lt;br /&gt;Guess He had expected me to place that hope on that envelop,&lt;br /&gt;"Remove Fear."&lt;br /&gt;"Help me to have more courage, give me more situations  which will test my boldness"&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Go! Do what you have promised yourself a lot of times"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, to seriously really take up a job during holiday.&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself that i going to take on job&lt;br /&gt;but most of the time i failed to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I told myself, I cannot fail this time, the last round nearly got it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start small,&lt;br /&gt;ya,&lt;br /&gt;let's just not straight away take up something heavy like a MLM sales job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time have to do it,&lt;br /&gt;if not how am I suppose to overcome working life next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Thomas, our lecturer says just today,&lt;br /&gt;"Some skills are things that will follow you for the rest of your life."&lt;br /&gt;"They are beyond your studies and will only be useful for your work in the future."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, he also point out that the only thing why Asian is so different from Western people,&lt;br /&gt;is simply because Asian have more fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I really need to overcome fear,&lt;br /&gt;This whole Arise and Build will be all upon this Main  Trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overcoming this will not only means fulfillment of the pledge,&lt;br /&gt;But also and overcome of working in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure why I fear so much,&lt;br /&gt;Other people don't and in fact enjoy part time cause they have a extra income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall succeed this time,&lt;br /&gt;Shall not fail Him as well as myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-7827778128244460168?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/7827778128244460168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2854227364956502963</id><published>2008-11-10T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:49:17.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God's Words are very addictive,&lt;br /&gt;in a good way&lt;br /&gt;of course,&lt;br /&gt;missed my time to the library today.&lt;br /&gt;Did felt uncomfortable when i am not uncovering His Words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if something is lacking,&lt;br /&gt;can't believe such small step can result in this big outcome,&lt;br /&gt;To pick up a reading habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no doubt a win-win situation,&lt;br /&gt;where you can not only get yourself away from computers&lt;br /&gt;Not  forgetting to be able know other Christian's view and revelations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an alternative, to be fed,&lt;br /&gt;an another Way of getting to know God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting small, from simple, basic ones,&lt;br /&gt;then move on to the more complex ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never too late to pick up reading,&lt;br /&gt;as long as you are interested in what you are reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Textbooks, Fiction books may not grab my attraction,&lt;br /&gt;But i now sure the Things of God does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessing sure works well for me.&lt;br /&gt;I find myself pushing myself to the limit,&lt;br /&gt;having a goal to free up my Thursday and Friday is like a journey&lt;br /&gt;with a exciting end destination.&lt;br /&gt;I got sort of lost in time while doing project,&lt;br /&gt;stayed in school until 9+&lt;br /&gt;school ends at 4 today,&lt;br /&gt;was planning to do for 2 hours,&lt;br /&gt;head to library for book and then dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without vision, people perish,&lt;br /&gt;but with goals/target/vision,&lt;br /&gt;people excel and are about to work beyond his/her usual limit.&lt;br /&gt;The strengthen that pushes a person to excel sure is hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;*winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start small seem to be the main idea of today,&lt;br /&gt;it kept on appearing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can meant a lot of things,&lt;br /&gt;up to the mind to decide...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2854227364956502963?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2854227364956502963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2854227364956502963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2854227364956502963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2854227364956502963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/11/gods-words-is-very-addictive-in-good.html' title=''/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-2193160018439168936</id><published>2008-11-08T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:56:35.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More to think about</title><content type='html'>Funny Title,&lt;br /&gt;"More to think about"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it's endless thinking and considerations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I fought with Hak Soon earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;Well have to admit i might not really know how he is feeling or&lt;br /&gt;what he feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were made different.&lt;br /&gt;We all have different ways of looking at things/problems/way of life/values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One example will be the one i just freshly learned from the Usher Service Training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you think, what characteristic makes a good Usher?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usher 1:"Attitude"&lt;br /&gt;Usher 2:"Friendly"&lt;br /&gt;Usher 3:"Well... Alive! Haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see all of us got different views about a desirable Usher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, if you have a usher who has very good attitude, but wasn't really so Alive(lack of energy, not excited about most things), it won't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need all the values all into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, that's when we will have to always seek opinions from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, Usher1 + Usher2 + Usher3 +......= Power Usher, Unbelievable Usher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, lesson learned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is made different,&lt;br /&gt;A little of opinion from one person and another little values from another&lt;br /&gt;add a bit of yet another great view, combine it with your own characteristic,&lt;br /&gt;Not to forgetting to do some altering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Just like the dry bones, need to come together to form a Might Army of God,&lt;br /&gt;The dry bones are ALL different parts of the overall bone structure of a skeleton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all made different, but if all were to combine together, we will get more stronger&lt;br /&gt;and Who knows, the full profile of God might even be formed.&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I really really learn a lot in church,&lt;br /&gt;From start until now,&lt;br /&gt;from no ministry to desperate to serve,&lt;br /&gt;from no effort to doing the best,&lt;br /&gt;from negative to positive,&lt;br /&gt;from anti-Christ to God's steward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this don't come easy,&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when i just came to Christ, I have a lot of things to ask God.&lt;br /&gt;(In a way, "Hey, now that i accept Christ, I finally knew who was the One who create me, and who was the One who place me in this world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many Questions I have ever since Young but don't know who to ask,&lt;br /&gt;"FINALLY! I know who to ask already!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Silly George, Being like a kid, forgetting he is actually 17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear God, Why did you place me here."&lt;br /&gt;"Thought You love me, want me to have a good life."&lt;br /&gt;"But why is my family poor?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why others have so much things and i don't have."&lt;br /&gt;"Why can't I go out to play exciting things, eat expensive Food??"&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year plus in church,&lt;br /&gt;God open my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Holy Spirit recalls all my past,&lt;br /&gt;God shows me the Truth,&lt;br /&gt;The Truth, sets me free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why am I born in this way of life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is to mould me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God just wants me to know that&lt;br /&gt;"George, sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;Just be happy with what you have,&lt;br /&gt;It's better than nothing,&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't happy with what you have now,&lt;br /&gt;work for what you desire."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you just believe it, God already starts to mould my values strong even before I really accept him into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He creates this particular day called,&lt;br /&gt;"George's Salvation",&lt;br /&gt;Then next, have the Holy Spirit to come into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Holy Spirit &lt;/span&gt;then slowly recalls my every past,&lt;br /&gt;revealing all the past teachings and character mouldings to me,&lt;br /&gt;Cause me to WAKE UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strengthening my soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much more to know, so much more to uncover,&lt;br /&gt;Because as more is reveal to me,&lt;br /&gt;I find it harder to recall what else God has placed in my life to mould me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know more.&lt;br /&gt;Holy Spirit tell me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I find out, the more stronger I become,&lt;br /&gt;It's like a treasure hunting game, the treasures i find, the more rich i will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, the more moulding situation is recorded in the mind and always being reviewed over and over again, it makes your soul and values of life even more rich, strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Praying for Situations that will mould you is the way to go."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-2193160018439168936?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/2193160018439168936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=2193160018439168936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2193160018439168936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/2193160018439168936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-to-think-about.html' title='More to think about'/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8904897600465428472.post-9158154764501487593</id><published>2008-11-08T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T03:41:08.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Why create a blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that i can no longer store whatever i have think about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to reason a lot in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;always have ideas of changing for the good&lt;br /&gt;but they(the conclusions) don't seen to come to past(not to mention to even being applied)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that the only way for me to get things done is to actually confess them.&lt;br /&gt;(as i am typing, i am also forgetting what i had thought of while traveling home.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my best??&lt;br /&gt;Will never know until i take a step of faith to try,&lt;br /&gt;Then again, just taking a step of faith is enough to show my best capability?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think with that alone works for me,&lt;br /&gt;I need to confess, telling others my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not all,&lt;br /&gt;like what JiaYi(my Cell Group Leader) said before,&lt;br /&gt;"If you didn't do to what you have confessed, next time don't bother carrying weight in your words anymore."(roughly like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning that if you were to give empty promises, next time don't bother giving promises anymore, cause chances are that people will not trust in what you say.&lt;br /&gt;(just in case the way i try to recall and phrase out doesn't make sense.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, who is going to believe you if you kept giving empty promises and confessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confessing pushes me to my maximum limit, happened before, can happen again.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it's killing two birds with one stone:&lt;br /&gt;Bird one: Pushed to the maximum potential&lt;br /&gt;Bird two: Earning Trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think about it, it actually reinforces the power of confession.&lt;br /&gt;Not only have God's Word to back you up about also&lt;br /&gt;but also in Layman terms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, pastor did say before about taking risk.&lt;br /&gt;Having the risk that you might fail to reach the expected standard that you have announced to the world, makes you go all out to make it come to past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Confession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I want to reorganize my Life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Confession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I shall be hush to myself from now onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why??&lt;br /&gt;Heard that a discipleship is a very straight forward teaching.&lt;br /&gt;Where you will be corrected, taught and learn in a "hard way".&lt;br /&gt;The Teacher is going to be very straight forward with you.&lt;br /&gt;(He/She has the right cause he/she is capable.)&lt;br /&gt;But here's the catch, it will not bring condemnation but instead it makes you want to go further, do better, and even determine to change for the good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind thinks one way while my flesh does the another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should not only have a reasoning mind but also a Disciplining mind&lt;br /&gt;Reasoning mind + Disciplining mind = Discipline Mind and Flesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this "excuse" which i will use in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can do it de, just that I don't want nia. If i chiong, sure can excel like Siao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao, now i realized this Shit excuse is made for me to be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;It shows a very high level of no purpose, no vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's either you start changing or you perish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God place things in your life for reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayi says:"If I am not working, I sure spend the time to meet up members."&lt;br /&gt;And "If i stop booking seat for her on the three month, the day she open up to me will never come."&lt;br /&gt;(something like that, way i phrase might be wrong, not a direct quote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wa, I have a whole Friday， no classes at all&lt;br /&gt;plus a Thursday which is half day.&lt;br /&gt;All this "spare time", I bet God don't place them for this reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To rush project?&lt;br /&gt;(You are slacking on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, it's all about doing effective work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack?( Wow, Rubbish!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Way!&lt;br /&gt;I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;Not all this reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, why did I kept on saying:" just that I don't want nia, slowly do la, so many days. If i chiong, sure can finish fast."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vision less "excuse", wasting my time away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Confession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To totally free my second half of Thursday and whole of Friday to meet friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seriously, I don't feel happy about what i am doing now.&lt;br /&gt;Not meeting people out often enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather have a quiet meal than not even meeting up at all.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;least&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;able to felt each other presence, existence. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cell group is  like a hello-bye session if without frequent meet-up on any other days,&lt;br /&gt;OK, currently, my mind is flashing all my cell group mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was once asked before, "Hey, if one day the cell group were to be dismissed, and all members were to no longer be able to meet for cell group and services, will you still meet them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer I have in mind was "well maybe some..."&lt;br /&gt;Wow! What do you mean by some?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be just church friends with them,&lt;br /&gt;I want to take it to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;To be Life-Time Friends.&lt;br /&gt;I want situations where I can add colors to my own life as well as other people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was typing,&lt;br /&gt;I realized that it is also happening in school,&lt;br /&gt;other than schooling, I hardly meet my classmates on any other days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;I want a change,&lt;br /&gt;I want a whole new way of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th Confession:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I want more Life-Time Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I am going to have Life-Time Friends with the help of 3rd Confession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Let's just set our Lives Right before God..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of changing my Life is totally in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just get stricter and place high standards towards the way of Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once confessed, I shall make them come to past!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once confessed, I shall make them come to past!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Once confessed, I shall make them come to past!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8904897600465428472-9158154764501487593?l=birmanthought.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/feeds/9158154764501487593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8904897600465428472&amp;postID=9158154764501487593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9158154764501487593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8904897600465428472/posts/default/9158154764501487593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://birmanthought.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>George</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11457934055365940183</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
