<?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-9083768</id><updated>2011-07-09T00:41:32.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my lair... :) Wacky, Fun filled,Thoughts,Craps... you named it ..You got it :)</title><subtitle type='html'>Well, i always that Life is a race .. a race to the finishing line, be it 100m , 200m, long distance or others... we all have a race to go for.. its just whether how we want to finish the race... The blogs are just some sharings, some thoughts and i guess my point of views.... enjoy... do leave your name and comments on the chatterbox or in the blog itself... i thank you for your time...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-1567100174161955915</id><published>2009-11-30T06:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T06:31:26.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks</title><content type='html'>Tough time dont last .. tough people do ... Tats A tagline tat Angel ( one of my frd) uses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TRUE IS THAT ... Time wont stop.. or should i say Good times will not last too.. what would stay is the memory.. :) .. Just Like Winter.. The coldest season .... What can be coldest , darkest than that ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me .. My winter was here for a month or two now.... Apparently both Diona and myself have been putting up a brave front ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who dont know... Our Daughter ( Faith) was dignosed with Ancenepaly and apparently we have to remove her from Diona's Womb Via Induced labour..This happened 2 weeks back.. ( Faith was Five months then )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i first heard about her condition .. I was like ... Oh Great .. Whats Next ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me , My families, Church mates , Frds , Colleagues , even Face book buddies from all over the world started encouraging me ...and Prayed for my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually she left us on the 14th of Nov...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What pain me the most was when i see her little body... She was so beautiful .. I said a prayer for her , commiting her to God and i burst out in tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lovely Angel .. But Gone too soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As times goes... I totally understand the feeling of all parents... Its tough being a parent... Its tougher to Handle the truth.. its Even tougher to Accept that its God's Will at time... Sometimes, we all live in the World of Denial...There is always Alot of What if ... But the truth is .. Who are we to be in control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my whole 31 yrs... I have never felt so peaceful.. Trust me , God Showered me with the peace when he Took Faith away ..&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking .. WOW .. Abraham Listens to God and wanted to Sacrifice his only son then to God... He obeys.. And its not easy ... Which parent in the world would want to lose ur own kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i glad and proud Last Sunday , when Diona Stepped up and went to Share with the Church about Faith and what happen.. it was amazing because i know it have been tough and its not easy to take this first step to be open about it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks have past.. I have been the wall , the pillar... And i finally fall ill... Fever, Flu, Sore throat... And just Today .. My dear Boy lucas was admitted to Hospitial For high Fever.. He is still having the Fever as i am writing this right now... I cant be there to help him too much cause i am also having a fever ... Diona is currently the first line of defense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways tats just an update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is... i have learnt to Pray , Obey and Seek God's vision..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith, My dear child... U will be fine in heaven... am i glad that Pastor is going to conducted a mini service for u this tuesday and u will finally rest in peace in heaven.. U must be good and be strong :) I see u my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucas, my dear boy, U have to be tough .. Stand up ... Pick urself up.. take your medication and get well soon ya ? Angels and Faith will be watching u ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diona , Thank u for ur strength and support.. Thank u&lt;br /&gt;I love u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day ..... I am just glad I have FAITH in my heart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats next? Maybe a Tattoo of Faith near to my chest :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel de manny mano&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-1567100174161955915?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/1567100174161955915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=1567100174161955915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/1567100174161955915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/1567100174161955915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2009/11/2-weeks.html' title='2 weeks'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-2273297060181320257</id><published>2009-11-14T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:35:38.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i see you again my child ..</title><content type='html'>14/11/09 at 630am ...&lt;br /&gt;Little Faith returns to the Kingdom of heaven ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Till we meet one day my child ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-2273297060181320257?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/2273297060181320257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=2273297060181320257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/2273297060181320257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/2273297060181320257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-see-you-again-my-child.html' title='i see you again my child ..'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-1689496266847162931</id><published>2009-11-10T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:34:30.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the daughter that not meant to be</title><content type='html'>Hi all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has blessed me with A lovely wife  ( diona) , a Son ( lucas) &lt;br /&gt;Few months back ... We received the news that Diona is pregnant again ...&lt;br /&gt;Time Past.... And its been 5 mths plus&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Gyn monthly for the regular scan .. all is well&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered the 4th scan ( 4th month ) I saw Baby Faith Angel Clapping her hands.. dancing away in the womb .. i was like .. Wow .. this is a Happy baby :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days back .... we went to the hospital for a detailed scan.. Diona went into the room with the techician... I was out there with Lucas...&lt;br /&gt;Few minutes later , she ran out .. and then 2 techicians went into the room .. I know in my heart.. FUCK ... Something is wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next moment , they asked me to enter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They explain that there seems to be a problem .. The top part of little Faith's Skull is missing ..&lt;br /&gt;they used the term  "  Anencephaly "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt buy it... Went home ... quite upset ... Praying for a good result etc... Mass sms to ppl that i know.. ask for prayers .. and so on ...&lt;br /&gt;Came Monday ... The doctor met us and said that the result is not good... i dont want to accept it as i know this is my daughter Life.. We went to NUH for 2nd OPT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... with the detailed scan and all.. i saw the 3d image of my baby girl .... in the womb ... moving gracefully ... clapping her hands... but the next thing i saw shattered my heart... right aboved her eyes... is blanked.. 1 straight layer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically its Missing ... She has no " cap " to cover her forebrain .. Basically her forebrain is no where to be seen too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc then explain that ... even if she comes to this earth .. she will not be strong enough to fight the infection hences she will die within mins, hours , days or months ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then suggested my wife to go thru labour asap... and remove baby Faith ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hurting... this is the brutal truth .. i cant deny but to accept...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls continue to pray for us as we fight on and live on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise be to God ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Faith , Daddy, mummy and lucas will remember u in our heart forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure... u will be in good hands of God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u sweetheart ... Till we meet again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa eman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-1689496266847162931?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/1689496266847162931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=1689496266847162931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/1689496266847162931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/1689496266847162931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2009/11/daughter-that-not-meant-to-be.html' title='the daughter that not meant to be'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-2954466287915976636</id><published>2009-09-11T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:27:42.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy is a Blessing .. NOT A disease...</title><content type='html'>This was written by my wife to the Straits time.. I think its Time ppl should know that Pregnancy is a Blessing .. NOT A disease... Hey Employers... Wake up your F*#king Idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Straits Times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to comment on Singapore's employers' mindset on hiring expectant women. Ministry of Manpower has improved the guidelines for maternity care and leave in order to benefit women in the workforce, as well as encourage Singaporeans to increase the birthrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently 3 months pregnant and have been seeking for a job for the past 2 months, and the results have not been looking well. Most employers will state their interest to interview me for full-time positions, until I inform them that I am pregnant. When they hear this, all of them turn away and suddenly "disappear", stating that they have hired a more suitable candidate or have decided not to hire at all. Even the registered job agencies give me replies such as "in this case, we will contact you in March 2010" (this is when I am due).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the government bodies highly recommending new measures to improve birthrates and to benefit women in the workforce, employers are not doing all they can to align their policies to the government's. In order for a Singaporean citizen to be eligible for maternity leave, Ministry of Manpower cites that "The employee has worked for the employer for at least 90 days before the child's birth". With my current pregnancy "age", I am still able to be employed for another 6 months before the child's birth, which fully fulfils the Manpower guidelines. If the candidate is more than 6 months pregnant, I would understand why employers are not willing to employ them. Should employers not base their hiring policies on the ability of the job candidates, rather than to focus on how long they can commit before they go on maternity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I am not the only pregnant woman who is facing this problem in Singapore. I hope employers will reconsider their hiring policies and realign their mentality to follow the government's footsteps in "promoting" birthrate and women in the workforce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lim SL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-2954466287915976636?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/2954466287915976636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=2954466287915976636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/2954466287915976636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/2954466287915976636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2009/09/pregnancy-is-blessing-not-disease.html' title='Pregnancy is a Blessing .. NOT A disease...'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-3882810516047083869</id><published>2009-08-30T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T17:10:09.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;For the first time in months.. i am already relaxing...listening to Paul Baloche..Gospel music.. Wow.. i am in peace.. amazing feeling... Tiding helps .. perhaps.. :) thank u God&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space.. i will blog soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skitch ... Hope you are doing fine ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-3882810516047083869?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/3882810516047083869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=3882810516047083869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/3882810516047083869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/3882810516047083869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2009/08/coming-soon.html' title='coming soon'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-4236892538028120750</id><published>2009-04-01T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:58:59.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What cant kill us , make us stronger ? Well at least  for me .. it works :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It is 1045am ... i am at Wisma Star bucks  rushing some work in order for my trainers to get their pay out on time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As i was doing my work .. a few messages pop up frm my task bar... and it was one of those messages frm FaceBook..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I browsed through ... read through... well .. i was looking at the Shout out box.. and yes ... indeed.... of the hundreds of ppl in facebook , tens of them that i known ..most of them have a negative shout out... Stressful life, work .peers , BGR Problem .. etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What is it that we are looking for actually ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well at times that one is down ... Who do we turn to ? What should we do ? And there will be alot of WHY WHY WHY ... and lots of WHAT IF .... Well... below... will be purely my tots for all these whys and what if...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I remember there was once .. someone said to me ... Things happens for a reason .  I remember i will keep pissing him off by asking WHY WHY WHY ..His answer to me will always be a simple WHY NOT ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;True enough , it do help me and works for me ... i try out things .. i explore... i venture :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Last time , i used to be so negative .. i always think that my life is miserable ... until i met this great woman .... She is the mum of my best friend who pass away few yrs back ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I  know i am those who will curse and swear at God , scold him for not giving me what i want , what i seek , blame him for failure..... But till the day i saw his work on her.. i understand ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A lady who lose her Youngest son , Her husband in 10 months .. A lady who suddenly become alone in her 5 room flat...She dont blame.. in fact , she continue to praise God , Encourage me each day .. putting on a brave front ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Amazing lady she is ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This whole blog seems abit jumble up here and there.. but eventually , end of the day .. all i wana say to all you peeps out there is this......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Whatever dont kill us , make us stronger ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if anything in your life is painful or make you miserable now ... try putting yourself in this Great lady shoe... She lose her husband who pass away 10 mths later  after the demise of my Best friend , and soon after her eldest son was put to jail for something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think nothing beats that ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Think about it ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s Be Strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Remember the meaning of my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;God is with us :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-4236892538028120750?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/4236892538028120750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=4236892538028120750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/4236892538028120750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/4236892538028120750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-cant-kill-us-make-us-stronger-well.html' title='What cant kill us , make us stronger ? Well at least  for me .. it works :D'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-3819066523686833457</id><published>2009-03-16T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:36:16.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>been 3 yrs and 3 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Well.. I wont know why , but here i am  during my working hours , blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Maybe this will be one of the last few blogs of mine, maybe , maybe not ... who knws.. anyway Life is unpredictable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Anyway.... it's been 3 yrs+ and i swear  my brother... I still miss you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;the last time i dreamt of u was that you went into heaven;s gate , went through a door in your NWO tee shirt and smile at me before you turned and enter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Hope u are doing fine my brother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Wish that we can still hang out, chat , laugh and share a tots or so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Your number is still in my moblie , your msn is still in my Msn ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Well , truly, i  will never find another guy or gal who can replace you as my closest and best friend ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;take care my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;see you soon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Robin Emman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-3819066523686833457?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html' title='been 3 yrs and 3 months'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/3819066523686833457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=3819066523686833457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/3819066523686833457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/3819066523686833457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2009/03/been-3-yrs-and-3-months.html' title='been 3 yrs and 3 months'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-2373465130070599928</id><published>2008-11-17T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:32:55.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the most direct blog i ever wrote</title><content type='html'>Hi all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since i blogged..well before i continue... this blog is going to be strictly based on my view.. and if i upset anyone along the way ...i am sorry ... If i did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. this few days.. news been going ard regards to that guy who got mauled by the white tigers...&lt;br /&gt;Comments given , people pity that man who jumped in ... People say he regretted his action .. some idiots call for the culling  of the tigers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well .. i would dare say this now ... FUCK IT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly.. we are all humans... we are educated... we know whats right and whats wrong, we know what is danger and what is not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ( tat man who isnt a MAN now ) choose to jump in ! He choose to provoke the tigers with broom and he choose to kick them ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think We can educate the animals not to attack human beings ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF DEFENCE is the word here .....the poor animals will not understand.. to them ... its self defence.. you disturb me ... i ask you to go away ... or if its my territory ... then you better fuck off... simple as that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont see the white tigers disturbing any peace at anytime... i was there watching them the other day and they are the most beautiful creature alive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sitting down there...  a guy go amok ... he take a broom ... go disturb you .. he kick you ...&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU DEFENCE YOURSELF?? I bet with my two BALLS you will .....&lt;br /&gt;So did the tigers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only difference is they are animals ... so when they attack... people say they must die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when ppl says that ... dont you think those people are the one that should be shot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to the two zoo keepers who refuses to shoot at the tigers during the incident... because they are merely victims at the scene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so upset ?? i feel for the tigers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think those people who call for the culling of the tigers are just morons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...&lt;br /&gt;this is all how i feel abt this whole thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ask me... do i pity this guy who got maul ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope..&lt;br /&gt;he got it coming ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a tragic event .. no doubt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i feel sorry ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pass on this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( pissed mood )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-2373465130070599928?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/2373465130070599928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=2373465130070599928' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/2373465130070599928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/2373465130070599928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2008/11/most-direct-blog-i-ever-wrote.html' title='the most direct blog i ever wrote'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-4884399408461431459</id><published>2008-04-21T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:19:15.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the longest update and the saddest one i think</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well... just to sum up ... Lucas Christian Tan Shan Wei , My precious Son was born on the 3rd of April 2008. One Beautiful gift from God ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/SAynF2ZGsyI/AAAAAAAAACc/VwfjAVYLg6E/s1600-h/lucas+412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/SAynF2ZGsyI/AAAAAAAAACc/VwfjAVYLg6E/s320/lucas+412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191708189393335074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Isnt he Lovely ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well , he is and always will be the antidote to all my problems and unhappiness....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In fact .. seeing him give me joy , motivation to work ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well .. Honestly , this aside... Babies never cause problems.... its the Adults that do cause problem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well believe it or not... Below are the shit that happen in my life and make me conclude that Adults are just too fucking free and are alwyas causing unrest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1)my eldest sister came over one night  for dinner with me , my wife and parents...Over some conversation and tension arrived....( i would not want to go into the detail of what it is all about)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Two things that i can do then to end the commotion.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) I BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF HER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) I THROW HER OUT OF MY HOUSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I know at that moment , i am losing it ... if it goes on any further ... i think she will be a dead bitch ... I open my gate..threw her shoes out and tell her to fuck off...( i admit... i was wrong) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well , soon after , she SMS my wife that she never haf a brother like me no more... ok ok ... layman term = DISOWN ME ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey ...ask me if i am sad , hurt.. actually ... i didnt really give a damn .. The only thing that upset me was i found her shoe sole lying ard the lift lobby the next day .. i was like...Wah liew!! why didnt she bring her sole along...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway ... Chasing your sister out of the house or Being disown ... Which is a deadlier crime ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well....then came my mum ... i dont get it ...she is always defending my sis... of cos she will always say its not true but her action is otherwise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She say i was wrong for chasing her out... Thats all she said.... HELLO!!!! DISOWN!!! HELLO !!! DING DING DING.... DISOWN BY MY SIS RING A BELL ??? she didnt even say anything abt that... SHE ONLY SAID...I WAS WRONG... I MUST GIVE IN AS I AM YOUNGER....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I said .. OK , I WILL GIVE IN TO HER......................................NOT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No way ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So ... disowned liao ... means nothing to do with me liao ... nothing to do with my family...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then yesterday  20/4/08 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She went to buy milk powder for my baby .... and guess what... the whole damn family lied to me abt it ... saying that its frm my elder sister, from my mum ....EVEN MY WIFE kept mum about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When i found out.. I TOTALLY SNAPPED~!!!! HELLO.... I WONT WANA TAKE SOMETHING FRM A STRANGER!! OH HELL NO!!!!!!  MY PRIDE, MY DIGNITY IS WORTH MUCH MORE THAN JUST 28 dollars...THANK YOU VERY MUCH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well... what am i thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I believe everyone of us haf times where you are desperate... you are tired... you need help.... but then again .. you know Who are those who will help you and who are those who aint real abt helping you .... WOULD YOU SWALLOW YOUR PRIDE and get help from such Asses?? I know i wont ... i return the money for the powder to my mum ...ask her to return to that EX sis of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Damn PISSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This aside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby = problem ? NAH .... GRAND MOTHERS AND GRANDFATHERS and older folks are the problem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lucas was admitted for jaundice soon after he was born... after which we were told to sun tan him abit.... When we bring him downstairs.. all the irritating old aunties will be like vultures attacking us.... giving us ways to cure jaundice... I really wish they understand English then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IF they understand english then ... I HAVE only TWO WORDS FOR THEM ...FUCK OFF!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Back to Lucas.... His full name is Lucas Christian Tan Shan Wei ... Well... my FIL was not happy that i named him that ..he said its too long... and was upset .... WAT THE HECK ... HE IS MY SON... I NAME HIM WAT I WANT TO NAME HIM !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I carry my son... In laws , my folks all make noise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You CANT CARRY THIS WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU CANT DO THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU CANT DO THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hello... REAILTY CHECK : : FIRST TIME DADDY.... remember???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;They fucking dont even give me a chance with my son....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He cried when i carry him.. WHY ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Simple....when i carried him ... i got him up , my mum screamed at me...saying that i am too rough.... I tell her ... BULLSHIT... HE IS Crying because she suddenly SHOUTED and he got a shock ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When my wife and i decided to bring him to church 1 week after he was born, The grandparents are not happy again ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;they say , baby immune system is weak ... must not be at an enclosed area... Well ... great , i asked them this question ; how is Lucas going to go to hospital for check up ? Its an enclosed area and full of bacteria.... How is lucas going to stay at home ? home is enclosed area too.. I told them... YOU GUYS ARE RIGHT... I AM GOING TO STAY IN THE NATURE PARK ...well at least its not enclosed... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Case 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Doctor mention to us try not to feed lucas with water.. stick to milk as milk contain enough fluid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well , my mum dont believe and keep insisting that she wana feed him with water ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the typical answers are as followed when she was asked :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHATS THE BOTTLE OF WATER FOR ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh ...i am using it to wash pacifier ...( VERY SMART , MILK BOTTLE TO WASH PACIFIER ..HOW ORIGINAL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IN CASE OF HICCUPS  i can feed him some water ( HELLO!!! WATER TO CURE HICCUPS IS A MYTH!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She totally ignored me and say ...YOU THINK YOUR SON WANA DRINK WATER MEH ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Case 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lucas was having heat rash..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;He sneeze a few times in like a few hrs... ( its perfectly normal , its a way of baby to clear their nose ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Grandma thinking : HE IS COLD!!!! WRAP HIM UP WITH TOWELS, BLANKETS!!! = HEAT RASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then she use her hand to attempt to rub the heat rash away = MORE HEAT RASH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I told her my son is not cold...he is hot... SHE IGNORE ME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHE SAY HOW THE HECK I KNOW ALL THESE... SHE IS EXPERIENCED ENOUGH TO KNOW ALL THE FACTS .. SHE BABYSIT 10 KIDS IN TOTAL...But reality check again : answer should be 3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the other 7 are toddlers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOT NEW BORN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometime i think .... if we haf a bloody machine that allows us to know what babies are thinking... it will be great ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway this will go on and on and on ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You knw... with greater power come greater responsibilities and i am feeling that right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I mean ... i am now a father... Diona *( my lovely wife) is currently jobless still and i am the sole bread winner for this house hold... some how i am amazed by God's provision all these while... Because Diona got retrenched since she was 3 mth pregnant and i was kinda earning all i can to support this household...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now come Lucas... i start to have fear at times... will i be able to let him lead a gd life....I totally understand how Will Smith felt in the show ( The pursuit of Happyness) and i really have fear that WILL that happen to me ... its a fear and it freaks me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway .... those who read this entry ... i thank you .... but Honestly, the content is too messy ... ha ha ... i am just writing as much as what i tot of during this time...thats all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;To sum up my feeling today :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dissappointed , Betrayed , sucky feeling ....( it will go away ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anyway ... God be with us ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Emmanuel Robin Tan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;21/4/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The proud daddy of Lucas Christian Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-4884399408461431459?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/4884399408461431459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=4884399408461431459' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/4884399408461431459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/4884399408461431459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2008/04/longest-update-and-saddest-one-i-think.html' title='the longest update and the saddest one i think'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/SAynF2ZGsyI/AAAAAAAAACc/VwfjAVYLg6E/s72-c/lucas+412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-4160530978179882622</id><published>2008-03-07T10:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:04:57.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gd bye Iggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R9CjYvXAl9I/AAAAAAAAACM/M719rFLtrVI/s1600-h/DSCF1097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174815617273862098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R9CjYvXAl9I/AAAAAAAAACM/M719rFLtrVI/s320/DSCF1097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This dog of ours (IGGY) ... a special one... one of a kind ... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;passed away on the 6th of march 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gd bye Iggy ... at least you are not in pain anymore .... God bless ya soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@8=====8@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;----{--{@----{--{@----{--{@----{--{@----{--{@----{--{@----{--{@----{--{@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-4160530978179882622?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/4160530978179882622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=4160530978179882622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/4160530978179882622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/4160530978179882622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2008/03/gd-bye-iggy.html' title='Gd bye Iggy'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R9CjYvXAl9I/AAAAAAAAACM/M719rFLtrVI/s72-c/DSCF1097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-5370647655300586449</id><published>2008-02-27T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T10:11:18.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected australia confession?</title><content type='html'>well ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last June (1st of June) i got married to this lovely woman .. the love of my life , Diona ... we are expecting our first child soon ... We went to melbourne(victoria) for our honeymoon last july ... but due to poor weather... we missed out on the great ocean road and a few other places... I thought it might be good to surprise her with this and what way to kick off a first yr anniversary than to go on a trip with 913fm Dj :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So MTV...please... pimp my ride !! ( oops) wrong show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please .. FM91.3..pick me !!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel robin tan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-5370647655300586449?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/5370647655300586449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=5370647655300586449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/5370647655300586449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/5370647655300586449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2008/02/unexpected-australia-confession.html' title='unexpected australia confession?'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-8913041507078171037</id><published>2008-02-12T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T17:39:42.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some thoughts for thoughts...hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well... its been a while.. And the great One... Oh yes...The Great EEEEEEEEEEEEMAN... is back on his blog ...blogging... for the first time ...since... hmmm...God knws when .... ( well it doesnt matter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anyway ...just wana update on whats going on in my life.... and heh .. in this world i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Recently ... was busy new yr shopping... and suddenly miss that indian bugger of mine again ... Well took a deep breath... Sigh... and went on shopping alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ah Meng is dead... Eh ... my sister Msn me and told me the news about Ah meng death ... and i replied with ... Eh ... OK ... Great ... :) Wat do you want me to say ... its just an ape ... ??? Anyways ... Recently I had the chance to play in a Gig for my company Dinner and dance... For those who dont knw.. Yes yes.. i am a drummer... heh ... Get to play songs like Born to be wild, One , Sweet child o mine and so on .. The whole band Rocks... Heh.. you knw who you are :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R7Evd5tZ_MI/AAAAAAAAACE/mvJ1cN7KA_I/s1600-h/n664015423_1930989_1159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165962438324649154" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R7Evd5tZ_MI/AAAAAAAAACE/mvJ1cN7KA_I/s320/n664015423_1930989_1159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; The MIB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anyway .. that was then ... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Back to my own world now...  Wat haf i been up to ... ppl will ask ... hah .. willl they even ? Who knows... Been drinking ... chilling ... messing with Facebook... spending time with Diona , friends and so on ....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;For those who dont know and WANT TO KNOW... My baby boy ... Yes Yes.. The great Eman Son ... Lucas Christian will arrive in a month to 2 month times.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;That will be the moment of 2008 i think :)  The highlight... The KODAK Moment ... the....Greatest moment of the decade...wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Anyway ... those are things that are happening ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well.... before i log off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The following  is just an Emmanuel  theory  that should send million of ppl wondering....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Wonder Why Men are full of shit ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Simple...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;its a cycle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Men Eat meat ( COW , LAMB, PIG  , CHICKEN ) -------&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;( COW , LAMB, PIG  , CHICKEN ) eat plants of any sort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Plant feed on Shit ( Dungs , Fertilizers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Therefore Men Eat Shit ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Same goes for  Men eat fish --&gt; Fish eat small fish ---&gt; small fish eat prawn --&gt; Prawn eat earthworms ---&gt; soil .... therefore Men eat shit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Then you be asking ... What abt water....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;All water ... start from Rain ... to drain to ( you know the rest .... ) heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;THINK ABT IT ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Great Eman  Signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;12/2/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Publish Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/9083768-8913041507078171037?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/8913041507078171037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=8913041507078171037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/8913041507078171037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/8913041507078171037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-some-thoughts-for-thoughtshehe.html' title='just some thoughts for thoughts...hehe'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R7Evd5tZ_MI/AAAAAAAAACE/mvJ1cN7KA_I/s72-c/n664015423_1930989_1159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-3668013726711324805</id><published>2007-11-12T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:15:48.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live your life to the max</title><content type='html'>Well, its been a while since i last blogged.... Blame that stupid facebook who took away most of my time right now and kinda pisses my wife off...wahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aside...What will one think about Death?? &lt;br /&gt;Someone will say .. die die lor... &lt;br /&gt;someone will say NO! I dont want to die...&lt;br /&gt;Some will say the sooner the better...&lt;br /&gt;Some will say Its all fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its easy for one to say about all these when you are put up to the test, when you are not thrown into the death line ,when you are not battling with death ...OK OK .. i think you people get the point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well recently , a frd of mine , Sheau Ching fell ill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the whole thing is like this ... He just fainted and was sented to the hospital...&lt;br /&gt;What happen next was beyond one imagination... Basically his brain ( space in the brain was covered by blood) i think blood vessel burst ... something like that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They need to keep him in the ICU .. op on him ... a very serious op ... and till now.. he is still in coma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you ... He is only 27 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i am writing this right now.. he is still struggling with death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell... no one knows whats going to happen to one .....&lt;br /&gt;My advice to you all... Live it to the max... treasure your peeps and your families ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile.... keep this brother of mine in prayer... thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;12/11/07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s this is the link if you wana knw abt his condition &lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=6934161097&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-3668013726711324805?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/3668013726711324805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=3668013726711324805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/3668013726711324805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/3668013726711324805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2007/11/live-your-life-to-max.html' title='live your life to the max'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-3288481382180346511</id><published>2007-09-26T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:45:15.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messed up</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well... its been a while since i ever blog..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yea a while ever since my gd old buddy pass on .... ( still miss him )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is always a saying that no one will bitch abt good things but only bad things.. so here we go &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me haf a recap of what haf been going on in my life....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st june : Got married to Diona ... ( lovely lady.. love ya)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was happy , really happy that i had a dream wedding dinner ...hehe... you knw .. full of entertainment.. Live band ( i was the wedding singer) and of cos .. i am really happy that Mommy Amara came for my wedding in church ..thk you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went to Melbourne  (Victoria that is ) for a week ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost 500 aus in 45 mins ( stupid crown casino) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spent 50 over aus on a movie ( damn ex) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;overall... the experience was priceless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;july &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wife is pregnant... YAHOO!!! i am going to be a daddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing much going on ... the guys ( WJ, Aaron, Andrew and myself ) resumed the 101 sports target:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cycling, baseball,soccermbasketball,running ,darts,bowling,table tennis , frisbee, kaptain ball ,wrestling ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sep &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be exact 25 of SEP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bombshell is here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diona just received news that she genna retrenched...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway ... there are lots of bills , loan and so on to be paid for....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO PRAY FOR US ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emmanuel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-3288481382180346511?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/3288481382180346511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=3288481382180346511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/3288481382180346511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/3288481382180346511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2007/09/messed-up.html' title='messed up'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-1096466637521952467</id><published>2007-09-23T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:38:38.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me ? a Wrestler ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well... enjoy this pic of mine ... taken by my frd.. edited by me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/RvZ6N5mpEdI/AAAAAAAAABw/Quv0SYAeHj8/s1600-h/sting+eman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113408806145561042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/RvZ6N5mpEdI/AAAAAAAAABw/Quv0SYAeHj8/s320/sting+eman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;emmanuel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-1096466637521952467?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/1096466637521952467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=1096466637521952467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/1096466637521952467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/1096466637521952467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2007/09/me-wrestler.html' title='me ? a Wrestler ??'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/RvZ6N5mpEdI/AAAAAAAAABw/Quv0SYAeHj8/s72-c/sting+eman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-117081695932285636</id><published>2007-02-07T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T10:57:55.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rest in peace ah gong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5830/646/1600/784944/grandpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5830/646/320/955794/grandpa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1926-2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for all the joy you bring us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for all the memories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for caring &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for teaching me the philosophy of life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for everything that you have done &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now that you have moved home to the Lord&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I pray that you be joyful there and you can finally get to enjoy your life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till we meet again Ah Gong...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emmanuel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&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/9083768-117081695932285636?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/117081695932285636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=117081695932285636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/117081695932285636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/117081695932285636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2007/02/rest-in-peace-ah-gong.html' title='Rest in peace ah gong'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-117030277827703484</id><published>2007-02-01T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T12:06:18.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore vs Thailand... my view of the Thais haf changed</title><content type='html'>It was 82 mins into the match .. Singapore 1 Thailand 1... The malaysian referee haf just awarded a penalty to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thai players were arguing .. and next thing that happen .. will Shock the whole asian soccer scene. THEY WALK OUT OF THE PITCH ... acting like a bunch of sissies....( LADYBOYS , which i kinda figured why they walked out and how this ladyboy thing is so popular in Thailand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a bloody 15 mins before those ladyboys was coaxed and went back to the pitch and play ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore eventually won the game 2-1... my view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This behavior is totally uncalled for . The players should be banned. Any Tom , Dick and Harry will know that Ref decision is final . Be it a good call or a bad one ... once the whistle is blown, live with it...But guess what , the whole team actually threaten the ref... which led to a posssible walk out and causing the match to be abandon . What a disgrace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rising my SINGAPORE flag up high , chanting LOSER LOSER , followed by the song NA NA NA NA , NA NA NA NA , HEY HEY HEY GOODBYE to those thais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be suprised if no action is being taken against the Thais....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s Singapore, i haf never been so proud of this country in my life... WELL DONE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;1/2/07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-117030277827703484?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/117030277827703484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=117030277827703484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/117030277827703484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/117030277827703484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2007/02/singapore-vs-thailand-my-view-of-thais.html' title='Singapore vs Thailand... my view of the Thais haf changed'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-116594460048852921</id><published>2006-12-13T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T01:30:00.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dec 2006... God's timing for all things... God is indeed amazing...</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since i blogged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like only when massive things happened.. that will be the time that i will normally blog. Well hence.. here i am .. Dec 2006 . 3th to the  11th of dec ... So many freaking things happens within this one week and i am going to share with you .. the readers what it is and you will know how amazing God is to us... God's Timing for everything is just so precise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3th of December ( sunday )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin's Dad ( Moses David) Passed away in India.. i recieved the news only at night and was really stunned.. was so worried abt Auntie Amara as she has been weak since Kelvin's death ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th of Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet's birthday ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bachelor party at hooters... HAHA i had fun... i cross dressed as a hooter gal...wahahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AARON , LIONEL , ANDREW, WENJIE .. you guys rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th of Dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is supposed to be my Big day ... i finally get to be with the woman i Loved... Diona .. we will be ROM at 2:25pm ...But at 5.45am .. i received news that My grandpa had just passed away ...&lt;br /&gt;The whole family was sadden by the news... no one knows what is going to happen... I was well prepared that if the ROM continues... my mum , my sister will not be there.... By God's Grace, my grandpa body was to be retain by the hospital to do a check and since it is after 830am ... we can only claim the body the next day ( 6th of Dec)  Therefore, ROM went ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diona and myself were blessed with gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th of Dec...to 9th dec&lt;br /&gt;Went to my grandpa wake .. Was informed by my grandaunties that i am not to take part in any ritual because i just got married.. Was talking to church people  and was talking about Moses David... found out that he has always wanted to go back to India and rest there... it seems like its all God's timing as he had met up with his family before his heart attack ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i cant be involved in the wake.. i was hence allowed to travel to Thailand with Diona as we had pre booked the trip ....I  was still worried about how the whole funeral will go and i am particularly worried about my Dad as i knw he will be rash at certain things and during the wake, SHIT happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to engaged the services of AARON , LIONEL and VARIAN ... to be there to grab my father if anything goes wrong...&lt;br /&gt;eventually it did...&lt;br /&gt;He is one typical traditional guy .. he respects my grandpa very much ... so much so that he wanted to pay his respect by having 3 kowtows.... well eventually the ppl there , which i had arranged before i leave for Thailand was there to stop him in time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum fell down from the back of the lorry .. i thank God that she is fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th of dec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Airport .. get ready to leave for Thailand..&lt;br /&gt;reaches there... flight was full... Cathay then free upgrade us to SQ business class...&lt;br /&gt;when we reaches thailand... and when we reaches Bayoke Sky hotel ... just as i reaches the Lobby, i met JOHN ( my boss) and when we were checking in , we were actually being upgraded to a suite.. for free...&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that John was there because the trip was made easiler as John knws where to go ... and he even prevented me from being cheated of my money wahah....THANK YOU GOD FOR JOHN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th of dec...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At thailand airport...&lt;br /&gt;free upgrade to business class Cathay ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaches SIngapore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God really do have timing for all things and its amazing how he has bless my family thru gd and bad things so far ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my grandpa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rest in peace and you will solely be missed ... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-116594460048852921?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/116594460048852921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=116594460048852921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/116594460048852921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/116594460048852921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/12/dec-2006-gods-timing-for-all-things.html' title='dec 2006... God&apos;s timing for all things... God is indeed amazing...'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-116131310781377689</id><published>2006-10-20T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T11:07:36.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to recall about</title><content type='html'>Its been a long while since i last post.. this is a very good article to let us recall our past .. Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA LOOKING BACK..HOW TRUE! DOWN TO MEMORY LANE...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. You grew up watching He-man, MASK, Transformers, Silver Hawk and Mickey Mouse. Not to forget Ninja Turtles, My Little Pony and Smurfs too.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. You grew up brushing your teeth with a mug in Primary school during recess time. You will squat by a drain with all your classmates beside you, and brush your teeth with a coloured mug.The teachers said you must brush each side 10 times too. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. You know what SBC stands for. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. You pay 40 cents for Chocolate or Strawberry MILK every week in class. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. You watch a very popular Malay dubbed Japanese drama on RTM1 about schoolgirls who possess powerful skills in volleyball called Meoro Attack. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. You find your friends with pagers and handphone cool in Secondary school. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. SBS buses used to be non-airconditioned. The bus seats are made of wood and the cushion is red. The big red bell gives a loud BEEP! when pressed.. There are colourful tickets forTIBS buses. The conductor will check for tickets by using a machine which punches a hole in the ticket. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Envelopes given to us to donate to Sharity Elephant every Children's Day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. You've probably read Young Generation magazine.You know who's Vinny the little vampire and Acai the constable. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. You were there when they first introduced MRT here. You went for the first ride with your parents and you would kneel on the seat to see the scenery. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Movie tickets used to cost only $3.50. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Gals are fascinated by Strawberry Short Cake and Barbie Dolls. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. You learn to laugh like The Count in Sesame Street . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. You longed to buy tibits called Kaka (20 cents per pack), and Ding Dang (50 cents per box), that had a toy in it and it changes every week. Not forgetting the 15 cents animal crackers and the ring pop, where the lollipop is the diamond on the ring. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. You watched TV2 (also known as Channel 10) cartoons because Channel 5 never had enough cartoons for you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew, The Three Investigators, Famous Five and Secret Seven are probably the thickest story books you ever thought you have read. Even Sweet Valley High and Malory Towers . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. KFC used to be a high class restaurant that serve food in plates and let you use metal forks and knives. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. The most vulgar thing you said was asshole and idiot and THE MOST EXTREME WAS 'super white'... you just couldn't bring yourself to say the hokkien relative. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Catching was the IN thing and twist as the magic word. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Your English workbooks was made of some damn poor quality paper that was smooth and yellow. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. CDIS were your bestfriend. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. The only computer lessons in school involved funny pixellised characters in 16 colours walking about trying to teach you maths.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Waterbottles were slinged around your neck and a must everywhere you go. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Boys loved to play soccer with small plastic balls in the basketball court. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Teng-teng, five stones, chapteh, hentam bola and zero point were all the rage with the girls and boys too... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Science was fun with the balsam and the angsana being the most important plants of our lives, guppies and swordtail being the most important fish. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Who can forget Ahmad, Bala, Sumei and John, eternalized in our minds from the textbooks. Even Mr Wally &amp;amp; Mr. Yakki. What abt Miss Lala??? And Zaki and Tini in Malay Textbooks? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. We carry out experiments of our own to get ourself badges for being a Young Zoologist/Botanist etc. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Every Children's day and National day you either get pins or pens with 'Happy Children's Day 1993' or dumb files with 'Happy National Day 1994'. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. In Primary six you had to play buddy for the younger kids like big sister and brother. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. We wear BM2000, BATA, or Pallas shoes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. Your form teacher taught you Maths, Science and English.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. The worksheets were made of brown rough paper of poor quality. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. You went to school in slippers and a raincoat when it rained, and you find a dry spot in the school to sit down, dry your feet, and wear your dry and warm socks and shoes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. School dismissal time was normally around 1 pm. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. There would be spelling tests and mental sums to do almost everyday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Your friends considered you lucky and rich if your parents gave you $3 or more for pocket money everyday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38. You see Wee Kim Wee's face in the school hall. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. You freak out when the teacher tells you to line up according to height and hold hands with the corresponding boy or girl. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. Boys like to catch fighting spiders. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Collecting and battling erasers was a pastime for boys. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Autograph books were loaded with "Best Wishes", "Forget Me Not", and small poems like "Bird fly high, hard catch.Friend like you, hard to forget".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Class monitors and prefects loved to say "You talk somemore, I write your name ah!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. There were at least 40 people in one class. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Large, colourful schoolbags were carried. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. You brought every single book to school, even though there was one thing called the timetable. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-116131310781377689?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/116131310781377689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=116131310781377689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/116131310781377689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/116131310781377689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/10/something-to-recall-about.html' title='something to recall about'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-115492433154852077</id><published>2006-08-07T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T12:18:51.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing race....from 30 of july to 6th of August</title><content type='html'>Hello all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my account of  " the Amazing race"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th of July :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diona and i were all ready to go for the long awaited Redang trip which is supposed to be 4 days and 3 night.. Reached Golden mile at 9 plus ( Thank you LW for sending us there)  Amazingly , the bus that we had to sit through for the rest of the 10 hours was a Gd one.... comfortable seat, LCD screens (  ON EVERY SEAT!!!)  Showing us movies and stuffs... it will be better if the controls to the LCD was working!!! ( well , at least mine wasnt working !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31th of July :&lt;br /&gt;Reaches the Jetty at 8 plus ...Ferry was due to be leaving at 9am .. Still good..&lt;br /&gt;11am:&lt;br /&gt;Check into the Laguna Resort.. Was great .. BUT NO BATH TUB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tan for the rest of the 4 days ..... :) Snorkelling... encountered a few baby sharks.. went for massage( Damn it ... Got touched by a GUY!!!)  Feed the fishes with breads....Eat , Eat and eat ... Diving into the pool ... with the float mat ( thks to AARON) Eventually  managed to get up without flipping over...&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the 3rd night, we decided to extend one more day there... :)&lt;br /&gt;Got VIP Treatment ... special place to eat and so on ... Food was gd...got to knw a few ppl there... a nice couple from Germany.. Nicki and Guy( i couldnt recall his name ) They left for  eThailand on thursday ... and we on the other hand suppose to leave for Singapore on Friday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 4th of august&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get a bus from Redang to Singapore from this bus company , ENJOY TRAVEL ( Sounds GD huh ?) Ha ha ... ironic thing is the bus sucks.... Eventually , it broke down at Kuantan ... Diona and i Gave up waiting ( we waited from 12 plus to 5pm ) got a ride from the stall owner there.. 15 rm. send us to the airport... took a business class flight to KL .. for 80 Rm ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Kl at 645pm&lt;br /&gt;Went to take an express train to KL CC.... Stayed at corres Hotel for two night because next bus was on sunday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK IN SINGAPORE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-115492433154852077?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/115492433154852077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=115492433154852077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115492433154852077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115492433154852077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/08/amazing-racefrom-30-of-july-to-6th-of.html' title='Amazing race....from 30 of july to 6th of August'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-115191227342255559</id><published>2006-07-03T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T15:37:53.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.apple.com/quicktime/download/" src="http://media.revver.com/broadcast/27335/video.mov/13970" width="320" height="272" type="video/quicktime" autoplay="False" controller="True" cache="False" qtsrc="http://media.revver.com/broadcast/27335/video.mov/13970" kioskmode="False" scale="tofit"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron, weijie and myself tried it too..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentos and COKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMMANUEL ROBIN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-115191227342255559?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/115191227342255559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=115191227342255559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115191227342255559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115191227342255559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/07/check-this-out.html' title=''/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-115190970662074741</id><published>2006-07-03T14:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:55:06.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just an update of whats going on</title><content type='html'>Well.. all have been fine for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wed, i was in sch , was talking to my students when i found out that one of my primary 3 kid was involved in a bus accident.( The Tioman case)  In fact , the whole family were involved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His younger brother who was only 6 yrs old pass away and went back to the Lord.. I was saddened by that buy am proud of my student as he was very sensible , matured and he was there to support his mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that the mum was ok .. By the way , she was having the third baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me... been bz working.... going to Brazil ( the resturant ) tommorrow with Aaron and Andrew... Wish Kel still here... but he isnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway .. Happy birthday to me...&lt;br /&gt;ciaos all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics will be up soon!@@@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel Robin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God be with us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-115190970662074741?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/115190970662074741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=115190970662074741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115190970662074741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115190970662074741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-update-of-whats-going-on.html' title='just an update of whats going on'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-115190970500790215</id><published>2006-07-03T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:55:05.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just an update of whats going on</title><content type='html'>Well.. all have been fine for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wed, i was in sch , was talking to my students when i found out that one of my primary 3 kid was involved in a bus accident.( The Tioman case)  In fact , the whole family were involved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His younger brother who was only 6 yrs old pass away and went back to the Lord.. I was saddened by that buy am proud of my student as he was very sensible , matured and he was there to support his mom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God that the mum was ok .. By the way , she was having the third baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me... been bz working.... going to Brazil ( the resturant ) tommorrow with Aaron and Andrew... Wish Kel still here... but he isnt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway .. Happy birthday to me...&lt;br /&gt;ciaos all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics will be up soon!@@@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel Robin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God be with us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-115190970500790215?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/115190970500790215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=115190970500790215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115190970500790215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115190970500790215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-update-of-whats-going-on_03.html' title='just an update of whats going on'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-115103259948893464</id><published>2006-06-23T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T11:16:39.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the poor become poorer, the rich become richer...aint no beggers</title><content type='html'>Its been a long while since i last blogged... the following is one thing that is always in my tots for the longest time in my 27 yrs ha ha.. Whether you agreed or not , up to ya Ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway , since young, i always have the concept of the difference between being poor and rich ... But am always glad that i am happy whether i am poor or rich .. It actually sadden me nowadays when i see the olds begging for money, seeking for food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember there was once i was at the roadside near to Bugis villiage, I came across this old man who was surviving on stale bread.. bought him a packet of chicken rice.. I went without lunch that day , but was worth it...The other day , i saw this disabled guy sitting on the floor at raffles MRT walkway ... a guy went over and offered him money .. The disabled fellow says : No , i will not take your money , i dont beg for a living, if you want, buy tissue from me ..Wow, that was great of him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this has nothing to do with rich being richer... well actually it has... think about it, you haf money , and you can invest.. you be richer... You are poor, you haf no chance for a breakthrough, eventually, you will be in the deepest shit ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old ppl going ard picking cans, picking cardboard, even used 4D papers... pinning a thin hope that they will get rich by chance... Sad, how sad it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i dont knw where this blog is heading.. all i can say is ... i am blessed to haf God , families and frds ard me.. i guess the real richness comes from within ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel robin&lt;br /&gt;230606&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-115103259948893464?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/115103259948893464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=115103259948893464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115103259948893464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/115103259948893464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/06/poor-become-poorer-rich-become.html' title='the poor become poorer, the rich become richer...aint no beggers'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114963791548957775</id><published>2006-06-07T07:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:51:55.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gd morning all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sleeping when this phrase hits me... ha ha or shall i say this theory of mine strikes me...Anyway ... here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER it is  always remember D.A.A and D.E.A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone ask you to help,  D. A. A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Accept Anyhow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think and see if you can commit before you accept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you accept, D.E.A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont Expect anything ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it at your own will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel :)&lt;br /&gt;07/06/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114963791548957775?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114963791548957775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114963791548957775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114963791548957775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114963791548957775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/06/gd-morning-all.html' title=''/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114963767807521795</id><published>2006-06-07T07:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T13:53:13.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>posters??</title><content type='html'>These are just some posters spoof that i made.... hehe .... enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/lost1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/lost1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost poster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/desperate_housewives1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/desperate_housewives1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate house flies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/lotrspoofcolor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/lotrspoofcolor1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LOTR ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/bm!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/bm%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke Back Mountain ??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114963767807521795?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114963767807521795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114963767807521795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114963767807521795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114963767807521795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/06/posters.html' title='posters??'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114891666128565834</id><published>2006-05-29T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:31:01.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new world cup team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/mastereign%20team.1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 418px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/mastereign%20team.1.png" width="402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the latest world cup squad.. enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114891666128565834?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114891666128565834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114891666128565834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114891666128565834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114891666128565834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-world-cup-team.html' title='the new world cup team'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114844235976226241</id><published>2006-05-24T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:34:40.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>singpore idiots...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/sg%20idiot.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/sg%20idiot.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/sg%20idiot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with these people...&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore idols??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its more of SINGAPORE IDIOTS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cowboy can even say .. my english is bad , but my amercian is good... WHAT THE F***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really dumb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/5031carelesswhisper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/5031carelesswhisper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot for believing that whispering works&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/blurb05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/blurb05.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot for not understanding that commonwealth Game has nothing to do with Idol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/blurb04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/blurb04.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot for being a disgrace to all chinese!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114844235976226241?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114844235976226241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114844235976226241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114844235976226241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114844235976226241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/05/singpore-idiots.html' title='singpore idiots...'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114831005506795854</id><published>2006-05-22T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:00:55.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the word here is .arrogant kills.. disrespectul hurts ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(292).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28292%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  story is this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue : God knows where club .( leeds supporter club)&lt;br /&gt;Date : Sunday , 210506&lt;br /&gt;whats installed: a bunch of guys with really Old leeds shirts that cant fit into their body liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the outcome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refering to the poster... Leeds paid the price for being disrespectful&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway .. watford was the better team.. they were more hungry ... wahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so .... pls .. whatever you do .. respect is the word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114831005506795854?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114831005506795854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114831005506795854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114831005506795854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114831005506795854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/05/word-here-is-arrogant-kills.html' title='the word here is .arrogant kills.. disrespectul hurts ..'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114788068407719651</id><published>2006-05-17T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:44:44.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats going on ..... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(240).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28240%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly me shoving balloons up my fingers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(226).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28226%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(227).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28227%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Me and andrew cycling all the way to orchard from Bt batok and Bt panjang respectively .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats happening in y life lately ???&lt;br /&gt;well... nothing much i guess....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to God's Guidance... Diona and i are back together... Thk you all for caring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attached are pics of a lamp that me and aaron made....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came up with a new program ... its called YOU CAN DO IT TOO...&lt;br /&gt;he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first item.... a lamp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop .. bubble maker that is able to make an whopped ass bubble( as in real big one !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(276).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28276%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(277).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28277%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another view of the lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(278).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28278%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another view again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(271).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28271%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the inside of the lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(273).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28273%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron posing with the lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... if anyone wants ... can drop me a msg or email me.. ha ha ... i wont overcharge ...ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some quotes from some of the guys ( andrew, aaron, wenjie and Me..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Everything look small from far -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I want to give up but i dont want to give up -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- fat people haf thicker skin-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- all the beauties are from the East -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all.... ciaozzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is with us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114788068407719651?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114788068407719651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114788068407719651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114788068407719651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114788068407719651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/05/whats-going-on.html' title='whats going on ..... :)'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114694687274148732</id><published>2006-05-07T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T04:21:14.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe i am just not meant to be....</title><content type='html'>Bear with me people... Bear with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having those kind of feeling lousy , bad mood again ... Honestly , this thing that happened to me just now kinda hit me quite hard...I had never felt so humilated , so insulted before, other than what they did to me in Church ....( regards in playin music and getting involved in 40DOP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Actors Bar with Andrew T and we were enjoying ourselves.. i got to know couple of nice ppl there... Jeffery ( a vocal) good singer.. Jonathan ( from indonesia 20 yrs old .play keyboard really well) For those who dont know, Actors bar is a club at Boat quay and it is a place where anyone can jam and play in there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffery was talking to me .. asking me what do i do and so on ... I told him i am a drummer and so on ... he say .. "Hey you must play later... I wanna watch you play ... "&lt;br /&gt;Hours past...He then called for me to go to the drumset and play for the next song.. but the drummer there refuses to go ... he sat there and he told me " I play one more song then your turn " I was kinda embarassed because here i am standing in the stage area ... after my name was being announced.. and when i am there.. i was made into a fool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine... i walked back to my seat ... the song ended.. so I walked to the drumset.. get ready to play for the next band....and in came a group of guys... They literally took over the whole place. be it bassist, guitarist , and i was sitting there... getting ready ... they purposely choose a samba beat... i cant play that.... Andrew cant play that too... we had no choice but to move back to our seat.... We left soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine how i felt going there to the set twice and being chased away in public....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn ... maybe i am just not a good musician ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/5/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114694687274148732?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114694687274148732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114694687274148732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114694687274148732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114694687274148732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/05/maybe-i-am-just-not-meant-to-be.html' title='Maybe i am just not meant to be....'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114672216104940573</id><published>2006-05-04T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:56:01.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a while.. so whats going on ??</title><content type='html'>Well, its been a while since i last blogged.. well just some updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... haf been enjoying myself of late ...cycling and stuff.. just a week back , Aaron, Wj and myself merely escaped death call....What do i mean by that ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we were out night cycling and we went past the upper bt timah railway and decided to go onto the track..Wj then suggested to move on the track .. we were then heading for the bridge...until Wj suggested that we should stop going.. kinda chicken out... I was kinda annoyed. Asked him whats wrong with him.. as in wanna do it yet chicken out ... ha ha.. eventually we went down to the main road instead of moving  towards the bridge... and when we were at the main road..i heard a thumping sound... Yes. i turned around.. IT WAS A TRAIN.. moving across the bridge...if we were moving along the bridge , we will surely be killed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Election is near.. well guess what .... i am just glad i got the 900 but i dont have to vote... My friend XL is in contest with the PM ... Good luck to him ( i think luck also no use) ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway .. catch up with all you guys and gals again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phrase of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep our focus right, Keep God on sight , and we will get what we want , when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel Robin&lt;br /&gt;4/5/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114672216104940573?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114672216104940573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114672216104940573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114672216104940573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114672216104940573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-been-while-so-whats-going-on.html' title='its been a while.. so whats going on ??'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114473352079243546</id><published>2006-04-11T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T00:03:51.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decision in life....</title><content type='html'>you knw... being a crazy guy that i am ... i decided to go cycling with Andrew last friday .... he he ... the journey was from .... Bukit Batok ... to ORCHARD RD :)&lt;br /&gt;Of cos ..in between , there were some pitstop in between... some commotions and so on...Who can forget about the free petrol filling.. ha ha .. YES... petrol on andrew's bike... :)&lt;br /&gt;His chain wasa bit stiff.. so decided to oil it with Petrol... half way through the journey... Andrew was full of energy... Joy... declaring his love for his bike... and his so called tiger booster... he he ... until his chain came out... the gear box spoilt.. and when did it gone wrong... AT A SLOPE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing my arse off... ha ha .. so much for tiger booster....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we eventually did it.. met up with aaron... then had dinner at subway ..at far east...And with our bikes in the resturant... HE HE ... no one dares to stop us.. ( i wonder why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually cycled home from orchard via holland village via ulu Pandan and bukit timah and home.. :) ( 1 and a half hr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.... what did i realise....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life .. there is always decision to be made.. big one , small one... some whereby we know the results and some of which we dont..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its actually like cycling... Up the slope , we know we should lower the gear... sometimes we know we should but we go against it... high gear... we drag all the way up.... suffer the tireness... and so on.... then if nothing goes wrong... we be at the down slope soon... If chain drops.. that means something goes wrong.. and so on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it... if we stick to the right method.. use the right gear at all time.... dont you think the whole ride will be smoother??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel/robin/z monster/cyclist/ ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/4/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114473352079243546?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114473352079243546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114473352079243546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114473352079243546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114473352079243546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/04/decision-in-life.html' title='decision in life....'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114473287917918948</id><published>2006-04-11T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T13:21:19.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why please?</title><content type='html'>he he .... i am back ... here i am ... pondering ... having tots again ... here we goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our life, it seems like we are always trying to please people around us, be it our families, friends, colleagues etc.... i came to realise that we dont have to do all these... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only that we should please is God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it this way .. you can be with a person for years and trying to impress that person day in day out... but it just take one mistake for that person to get upset, offended and hold grudges against you .. On the whole, he or she might seems fine.. you ask him or her, she or he will say ... i am all right.. i am fine... dont worry....and so on.. but do you think he or she really mean it ? who knows???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i learned of late... we owe no one a living and no one owes us or you a living too...&lt;br /&gt;I mean if we are answerable to anyone of our actions... dont you think he or she is controlling us ?&lt;br /&gt;If it is hard to please... then why should we please ?&lt;br /&gt;Think about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay focus... Please God :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;11/4/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( just another thought)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in doubt ... have faith...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114473287917918948?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114473287917918948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114473287917918948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114473287917918948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114473287917918948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/04/why-please.html' title='why please?'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114420487607049395</id><published>2006-04-05T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T10:41:16.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God do send SMS to encourage ppl .. of cos thru us ...:)</title><content type='html'>Well  yesterday was a great day ...&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking of praying for people who i think was in need of a prayer&lt;br /&gt;the prayer goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father, i pray and ask that you be with my Bro/sis ( name ) throughout and strengthen him/her daily life as he/she works. Let her/him live not by bread alone but also by faith. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i sms those people that i tot of who i think are  in need of this prayer .. and the reply from them was just queer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean : HOW DO YOU KNOW I NEED THIS PRAYER.. are you prophet Elijah.. ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack : were you reading daily bread? Thanks man .. i really needed it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serene: Thanks DUDE.. i NEED it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these were some of the replys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all i can say is God is just amazing... when you are down .. he will send ppl to console you ... encourage you ... all you need to do is haf faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in Doubt, Have faith&lt;br /&gt;When have faith , no doubt&lt;br /&gt;So with faith, why doubt ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(God's with us)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114420487607049395?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114420487607049395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114420487607049395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114420487607049395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114420487607049395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/04/god-do-send-sms-to-encourage-ppl-of.html' title='God do send SMS to encourage ppl .. of cos thru us ...:)'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114420423770948579</id><published>2006-04-05T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T00:01:16.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how stressful is kids nowadays....</title><content type='html'>well.. i have been teaching in schools for years now... and problematic children? Tons of them ... But sometime i wonder, is it really their fault.. is it something that they want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking past my voiddeck childcare the other day , it was a saturday afternoon... i saw about 12 kids in there, watching tv.. all aged between 3 to 8 yrs olds.. They are being neglected since such a young age, now if they grow older, become a problem child, who is to be blamed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they are just seeking attention ? Maybe in a childcare centre, they pay the centre an amount ..and they will get what they want easily... being nuture in this manner, can you blame them for being wierd, rebeilous when they grow older ? I am going to talk about two students from my schools that i am teaching in .. and i really pity both of them.. what future lays for them, no one knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PB210049.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic had been removed&lt;br /&gt;This boy has been coached by me for 2 yrs plus now... He has history of being violent ..basically got a problem with anger management.. Trust me, i was choked and kicked at by him before and my flesh was being scratched at by him.. He look normal.. he is a very helpful and nice boy to be with .. Just that if people disturb him , or provoke or challenge him, he will snap... He dont know whats right and whats wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since i was attacked by him, i know and i got the technique of taming him down, all were ok until recently where he threaten my co instructor and he even threaten to jump off the railin..&lt;br /&gt;At that point of time, if the right approach was being used, everything should be fine.. instead, people continue to provoke him and so on.... what do you expect from this poor boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just like the show , KING KONG... i become his best friend( not saying i am a GAL) And everything is fine, until one day , hunters came, provoke him, and eventually he was forced up there and fell...&lt;br /&gt;By the way , this boy is ok ... just being refered to child pshysiologist...( whatever you spell that )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just sad and sorry that this boy future might be affected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114420423770948579?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114420423770948579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114420423770948579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114420423770948579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114420423770948579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-stressful-is-kids-nowadays.html' title='how stressful is kids nowadays....'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114420240970777439</id><published>2006-04-05T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T10:00:09.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>local mtv spoof.. funny stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=nvsdzqiuWfg"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=nvsdzqiuWfg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a funny mtv spoof by a local ... and if i am not wrong.. he uses my church parking lot as part of his MTV spoof... he he ... cool stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thks cliff for sharing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114420240970777439?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114420240970777439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114420240970777439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114420240970777439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114420240970777439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/04/local-mtv-spoof-funny-stuff.html' title='local mtv spoof.. funny stuff...'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114356749238844842</id><published>2006-03-29T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:54:50.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats gone for these few weeks.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well. its been a while .. time for some update...interesting things or events haf been happening to me... and its amazing how God works at times...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;few weeks back ( one of the friday i think)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Found a wallet at hougang MRT toilet... inside contain 70 over dollars...and some important document.... tot of sending it to the police and so on .. but when i was in the bus 81...( i was on my way to tampines stadium )I took out his ic... guess what .. the bus that i was on will go past his place... WOW.. God works in miraculous ways... I send it up to his place, pass the wallet to his son and left...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday ( 24th of march ) Outside cineleisure...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genna a slight knock by an oncoming car....Damn Mp3 player... What amazed me was How God watches over me... the car stopped right at the time where it touches my left knee.... How close can one get ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went home about 1 plus....recieved news from Lionel ( who was supposed to be married the next day ) that his house was broken into ... wow... But Thank God the whole family was fine...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday ( 25th of march ) Lionel's big day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well.. we were supposed to be at his place at 7.. Both Aaron and i overslept.. we ended up going to Bee choo's place ( the bride) directly... stupid cab driver brought us for a spin and didnt dock the fare.. damn! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We managed to get there in time... and once we were there... we got sabo.... Lionel was to shout from the 1st storey to the 13 storey to tell Bee choo he loves her... in 5 different languages... half way thru ...one of the sisters( brides maids.) shouted she cant hear Lionel.. He he ... i shouted back .. its not for YOU anyway .. wahah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasty old me ... then we were blindfolded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/25592374842751l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/25592374842751l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As you can see from this picture... We were supposed to move up the steps... legs tied together... blindfolded... up to the 7th storey... we did it ... when we reaches the house... as usual... The sisters asked for money in order to let us go in ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan presses the doorbell nonstop ( those music one... damn irriating)  for a good 20 mins.. ha ah ... then they asked Lionel to drink a cup of ' Coffee"  which Ivan took and poured away ... for Lionel's tummy sake.. They wanted to piss us off by giving us chilli bread.. which we ended up enjoy eating... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They demand for money and guess what ... we managed to put it all off by only giving them 20 dollars to be spilt among 6 of them .. wahhah How evil we are..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Church wedding was good.. we did haf fun ...&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(210).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28210%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;walking down the red carpet :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(208).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28208%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The brilliant and evil idea of changing the ring with a coke tab .. wahah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hen came the dinner.. we were coordinating quite a number of stuff... managed to make Lionel sing in chinese... and we did the yam seng... ( loud and rowdy) ... all went well... Enjoy the pics...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PC010016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/PC010016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me in my coat ... First time wearing a coat hor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PC010019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/PC010019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uncle Phil ( lionel's Pop ) and me .. he is a very cool guy ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PC010012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/PC010012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaron, Clifford, Me , Lionel and Ivan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PB300002.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/PB300002.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Ivan ( he damn steady, Mc, coordinate... bao ka liao ) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PB300009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/PB300009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bee choo and Lionel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PC010017.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/PC010017.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaron posing .. ( haha ..send it to matchmake)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PC010010.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/PC010010.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A picture taken with one guy who i really respected. Henry ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26th of march ( sunday )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sis ( not real sis) LULU Is back from Japan!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(219).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28219%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lulu and me ... :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(219).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(218).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28218%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Becky , Janet and Lulu &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday ended with a bang ...Literally.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(222).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28222%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenjie caught banging Hamburglar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28th of jan . monday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Went for a run ... ran abt 5 km ... from bt batok to Gombak to Driving centre...Wanted to end by walking ... decided to run on.. and strangely so ... i ran past a coffeeshop... bought 2 cans of drinks instead of one.. dont know why also ... then was at the junction .. saw one malay man lying on the road.. his bike just skidded.... i guess its all God's will that i was there with extra drink and to make sure he is ok... wonderful .... isnt it... be it whatever race they are... i guess they are still our neighbours.. and i was impress with How God arrange things...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway .... these are all i haf for now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For those who wants more lionel wedding pics.. pls go to the link below &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/user/clifchow"&gt;http://community.webshots.com/user/clifchow&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gd night.. God bless.. take care...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rob emman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114356749238844842?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114356749238844842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114356749238844842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114356749238844842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114356749238844842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/whats-gone-for-these-few-weeks.html' title='whats gone for these few weeks.....'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114281241245667274</id><published>2006-03-20T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:30:18.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasil... and  Z 2nd victim..</title><content type='html'>Ha ha... tried to upload some pics but couldnt seem to do so ... anyway , went to Brasil for Dinner with some of my church mates.... Man!!! what a Good meal that was.... Meat, Meat and more meat... ha ha ... i had Lokal (a brazilian beer) Nice ..... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(192).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28192%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brazlian beer ( lokal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, the crews came to our table, sang a happy Birthday song to Zack ( my 19 yrs Buddy) in spanish ... how cool can that be... he he ....&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;Lamb, beef( tenderoin,ribs,ribeye....) Chicken, Sausage , chicken wrapped with bacon, snowfish, buffet bar...etc... YUM YUM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(193).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28193%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter in action&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;Meanwhile Hours before the dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. i broke another pair of drumstick while playing my drum... this is the 2nd victim already .. I guess i was too engross in the beating and the playing and i struck too hard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/P1010002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/P1010002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My broken drumstick&lt;br /&gt;Heartache....Haizzz........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch up again .... ciaozzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will remember the name of......shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Robin Emmanuel .......&lt;br /&gt;19/3/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114281241245667274?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114281241245667274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114281241245667274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114281241245667274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114281241245667274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/brasil-and-z-2nd-victim.html' title='Brasil... and  Z 2nd victim..'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114251202314272597</id><published>2006-03-16T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:25:42.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cty students</title><content type='html'>this is the reason why i love my students so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yCsXbLE0gS0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yCsXbLE0gS0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&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/9083768-114251202314272597?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114251202314272597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114251202314272597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114251202314272597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114251202314272597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-cty-students.html' title='my cty students'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114217449129284968</id><published>2006-03-12T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:16:12.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paint job :)</title><content type='html'>Well this week haf been just brilliant... I guess helping people out really makes you feel gd... :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you knw i haf a bike now and this week, i been out cycling .. hahah , to Yew tee, to bt timah, to Pandan , to west coast, to Bt timah hill, to my church .. been crazy but loving it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat n Sun ( yesterday and today ) have been great ... Sat , i cycled to church to help paint the choir room.... and it realli look nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(173).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28173%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room... after being painted... we painted one half of the wall orange and leave the other half white.... Kinda nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(179).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="171" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28179%29.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(182).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="153" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28182%29.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday ... Went to paint Kel room as upon Auntie Amara request... See the ceiling....&lt;br /&gt;Before and After the painting ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(180).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28180%29.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/P1011214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="127" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/P1011214.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(181).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28181%29.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew in action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/P1011216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/P1011216.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/P1011217.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/P1011217.0.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/P1011218.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/P1011218.0.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                           (The end product )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the whole room took us half a day but it was a good experience ... I thank God for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;12/3/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114217449129284968?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114217449129284968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114217449129284968' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114217449129284968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114217449129284968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/paint-job.html' title='paint job :)'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114201842044224160</id><published>2006-03-11T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:19:59.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the simpsons</title><content type='html'>this is cool.... a family did a spoof of the simpsons intro .... real life... Damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKg22Al4SOE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DKg22Al4SOE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114201842044224160?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114201842044224160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114201842044224160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114201842044224160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114201842044224160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/simpsons.html' title='the simpsons'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114183295164427780</id><published>2006-03-08T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:53:24.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good deed :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yo people, What will you do if you picked up a wallet with quite an amount of money in there... Well , i found a wallet at Kovan Mrt station toilet today and i returned to the owner :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not my will, Its God's Will... People always say God works in miraclious Way and indeed he does... I was on my way from Hougang to Tampines Stadium , I had to alight at Kovan MRT station to change to bus service number 81 in order to reach Tampines Stadium... I decided to Go to the toilet before the ride... I just happen to look at the mirror and saw the reflection of a wallet being placed in one of the cubicle..I took the wallet, walked out of the toilet... thought about it , and decided to return to the owner...Of cos there will be temptation like HEY TAKE THE MONEY ... and so on... but i decided to return it to the owner by any mean ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus, i took out the wallet, check for phone number but i found the ic instead... And Guess what ... the person is staying at Pasir Ris and Bus 81 goes to Pasir Ris.... and it stops right outside his house......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all being mapped out by God.... Amazing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway .. feel good about wat i did and am glad that i didnt take the money or anything like that ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way , this aside, i came across this article today and i think it is quite interesting so i am going to share with you in my own word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God create Light, God create Darkness.... When darkness appears or arises, People tense to blame the darkness... OEI WHY SO DARK ... BLAH BLAH BLAH ... But think about it, Darkness is not wrong , Darkness is doing the job that it is being assigned to do .... what about us , Let us be a good example , Be light of the world . When darkness arises or appears.... ask ourselves this.. ARE WE USING THE LIGHT TO SHINE THRU THE DARKNESS??? ARE WE DOING OUR PART ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s any of your frds, kins are having "darkness" be a light and shine on them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless&lt;br /&gt;Rob Emman&lt;br /&gt;9/3/06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114183295164427780?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114183295164427780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114183295164427780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114183295164427780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114183295164427780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-deed.html' title='A good deed :)'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114168888175317551</id><published>2006-03-07T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:14:49.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>evenersance mtv spoof</title><content type='html'>Another mtv..evanesrance...heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4gIKedNrAD8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4gIKedNrAD8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&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/9083768-114168888175317551?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114168888175317551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114168888175317551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114168888175317551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114168888175317551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/evenersance-mtv-spoof.html' title='evenersance mtv spoof'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114166615245948629</id><published>2006-03-07T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:22:29.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some nice pics or silly pics</title><content type='html'>Just some pictures that i took using my 6680 phone... enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(138).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28138%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken at an indian resturant located at the hotel opposite Penisular Plaza. These umbrellas were being mounted on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(130).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28130%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pic of one of the hotel in singapore , near to Zouk ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(132).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(152).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28152%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the students that i taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(136).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(137).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(155).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28155%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen and i ... always enjoy her presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(135).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(166_5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28166_5%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the two dogs that belong to my friend Esther..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Stella.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(132).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28132%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carls Junior Burger... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Stella.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(136).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28136%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the pyramid found at the indian resturant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Stella.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(135).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28135%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another angle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(137).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28137%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me took a pic of myself... check out the pic of the monk behind.. Long lost bro ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Stella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Stella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cold Stella Artois ... mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(169).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28169%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly ... I am Canadian Beer........ha ha ..thanks to Eddy ... if not i will not haf the chance to try it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin emman&lt;br /&gt;7/3/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114166615245948629?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114166615245948629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114166615245948629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114166615245948629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114166615245948629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-nice-pics-or-silly-pics.html' title='Some nice pics or silly pics'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114166500081946606</id><published>2006-03-07T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T01:10:00.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a way to start off a week</title><content type='html'>hello all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is monday and i am down with cough and flu ...that means i had to stay at home for 2 days.. mc for two days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening came , Went to Mich Place for dinner... Thk u for the porridge..Yum yum.. Plain, Simple and NICE ....:) Then i did the impossible ... I cycled from Jurong all the way to Yew Tee to play soccer.. then when i finished playing, I cycled all the way back home... WOW ... Wat a way to start off the week ... ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring ... But SHIOK ....:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my new mean of Transport :) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114166500081946606?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114166500081946606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114166500081946606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114166500081946606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114166500081946606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-way-to-start-off-week.html' title='what a way to start off a week'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114157032076004353</id><published>2006-03-05T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:23:06.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob_and_Andrew_Bohemian_Rap</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;well .. just another sunday afternoon.. andrew and i decided to come up with this Queen MTV remake... he he ... enjoy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUzKb0IseH0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EUzKb0IseH0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&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/9083768-114157032076004353?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114157032076004353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114157032076004353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114157032076004353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114157032076004353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/robandandrewbohemianrap.html' title='Rob_and_Andrew_Bohemian_Rap'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114153253007808226</id><published>2006-03-05T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:28:08.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>church service 5th oF march</title><content type='html'>I was late for the final practice and it was really bad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh ... feel damn guilty until now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst playing of drum ever !! BY ME.... Damn ...&lt;br /&gt;I went to church , having no time to adjust the drumset..and just when i was about to start.... the hi hat got stuck.... make do with it ... then as the first song was ending and i had to build up for the second song, i literally cut my thumb against the cymbal and part of the skin came out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was playing throughout the rest of the worship with blood dipping.&lt;br /&gt;Damn ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate to be late....shiity feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry father above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emman  rob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114153253007808226?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114153253007808226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114153253007808226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114153253007808226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114153253007808226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/03/church-service-5th-of-march.html' title='church service 5th oF march'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114075440171452434</id><published>2006-02-24T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T14:44:40.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my own mtv ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Npzkm1KGf9k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Npzkm1KGf9k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own mtv....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing it out of boredom...effect of singlehood...whaahhha (kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;robin emman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114075440171452434?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114075440171452434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114075440171452434' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114075440171452434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114075440171452434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-own-mtv.html' title='my own mtv ?'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114052886889923823</id><published>2006-02-21T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:14:40.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do we really Put God as the Centre of our life ?</title><content type='html'>Where do we Place God in our Life?&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Grace today ... ( yes !! Grace .. the person i dislike very much from my ex company) And it really struck me hard there and then .I was kinda impressed with her bibical knowledge .Anyway most of us will always say that God is in control and is the centre of Everything..Think about it... If we put God in the centre circle and with all the other stuff surrounding Him.. I dont think it will really work at the end of the day .. Take a look at this diagram that i drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/god%20and%20us.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/400/god%20and%20us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True enough, God is in the Centre.. But, He is being surrounded by Family, Leisure, Rest, Career , Etc... That means we are pre occupied by other stuff than God..Thats not very right... that means God is not our priority..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at diagram 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/us%20and%20god.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/400/us%20and%20god.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this says it all...&lt;br /&gt;God is in control.. Its hard .. i am trying ...i hope people out there will too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin Emmanue&lt;br /&gt;22/2/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114052886889923823?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114052886889923823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114052886889923823' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114052886889923823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114052886889923823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/do-we-really-put-god-as-centre-of-our.html' title='Do we really Put God as the Centre of our life ?'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114041321883351716</id><published>2006-02-20T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:31:36.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>collage for kel .. from mich</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/tribute%20to%20kel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/tribute%20to%20kel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a collage tribute for Kelvin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From michelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... yes... indeed he has passed away a month back .. but people still remember him and wants to do something for him... For those people who think that we are not moving on, you are wrong.. It is just something we want to do FOR him ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel Robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s nice work ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20/2/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114041321883351716?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114041321883351716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114041321883351716' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114041321883351716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114041321883351716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/collage-for-kel-from-mich.html' title='collage for kel .. from mich'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114039231778311418</id><published>2006-02-20T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:23:55.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my performance vids</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yAVtyWJr1RA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me performing in 2003.... aka just for laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-8YnmtMhPR4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and jinder 2004 performance....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are just some clips that i did for the sch i work for.... some performance....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope ya like it :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The old one was removed.. so i repost this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;robin emmanuel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&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/9083768-114039231778311418?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114039231778311418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114039231778311418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114039231778311418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114039231778311418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-performance-vids.html' title='my performance vids'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114036907000523409</id><published>2006-02-20T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:59:19.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bt timah hill trip ... silly one</title><content type='html'>Today , Aaron, Weijie, Raff and me went for dinner at al alzhar( bt timah ) ... AARON MADE US WAIT FOR 2 hrs!!!!! Anyway , it was a fun night... we then decided to go to Bt timah hill.. he he ... yes!! In the middle of the night... We found the security guard sleeping... we took some pics... made a silly clip.... Pls enjoy !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Raff%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Raff%20and%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Raff%20and%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raff ( Andrew ) and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Raff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Raff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tired Raff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Me%20wee%20tar%20dirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Me%20wee%20tar%20dirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly old me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Aa%20and%20wj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Aa%20and%20wj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron and Wen jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Me%20and%20andrew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Me%20and%20andrew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raff and me... goldfish ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Security%20sl33pin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Security%20sl33pin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleeping Ranger... Good as Dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfeyAJTTrrI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our own crime watch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114036907000523409?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114036907000523409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114036907000523409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114036907000523409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114036907000523409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/bt-timah-hill-trip-silly-one.html' title='bt timah hill trip ... silly one'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-114015466833224835</id><published>2006-02-17T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:26:49.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Seasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is something that i read about this morning when i was in the train... Good stuff... just want to share with all who feel like wise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life's Season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under Heaven .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ecclesiastes 3:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The beauty in the way God designed the four seasons is that , though each one is distinct, they all work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;together to bring life and growth and productivity. Autumn is a  time for harvesting the rewards of past &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;labors. Winter is the season of dormancy  and closure. Each season has its own unique beauty and makes a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;significant contribution to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just as God planned seasons in nature, He planned seasons in life as well. Life has its springtime, when we begin new tihngs and look excitedly toward the future. Summer comes and we work diligently in the heat of the day at all that God has assigned to us. With Autumn come the fruition of things begun at an earlier time in our lives. Sometimes Winter brings an end to a particular period in out lives. Sometime Winter brings hardship, but we remain hopeful, for another spring is just around the corner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In God's perfect design got out lives, He has planned got times of fruitfulness and activity. He will also build in times of quiet and rest . There will be times when he asks us to remain faithful doing the same work day after day. But there will aslo be periods of excitement and new beginnnings. By God's grace, we will enjoy seasons of harvesting the fruit of our faithfulness. By God's grace, we will also overcome the cold winters of heartache and grief, for without winter there would be no spring. Just as it is with the seaons of nature, these seasons in out lives work together to bring about God's perfect will for each one of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(This was extracted from the book titled :  Experiencing God Day by Day ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its so very true. We haf moods, feeling, just like seasons.... So i am in the winter season now... but i am looking forwards to Spring.... How abt you people out there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Think about it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God bless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emmanuel Robin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17/2/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-114015466833224835?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/114015466833224835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=114015466833224835' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114015466833224835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/114015466833224835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/lifes-seasons.html' title='Life&apos;s Seasons'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113982362327361508</id><published>2006-02-13T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:29:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we all falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;True Thanks giving &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was sharing with Skitch that day over Msn and i was really impressed with the way God is working in me nowadays.. The way he is giving me the knowledge , the way he give me the answers to questions by believers in doubts.... it was totally amazing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skitch was telling me how Great God is . How God is looking after her and all and protecting her...I was glad to hear that from Skitch .. I was also fearful then .. Generally , most people give thanks to God when good things happen... What if Bad things happen? People will start cursing at Him , Blaming Him for the failure and so on....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is the true thanksgiving... Well, i always remind myself, When you get an E8 for your paper, Thank God you didnt get a F9... When you fail badly, thank God you are giving a chance to try again ..People start asking ... God !!! Why didnt you answer my prayer... He he .. I was telling myself ... Hello!!! But there are plenty of people ... in fact the whole world is praying to God at various places at the same time... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a time for prayer to be answered.. There is always God ... He is always there.. He will only strike at the right moment.. Patience , Trust , Faith, Practice, Submit... These are keys that you need to have in order for God to work in you ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not what we WANT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometime , we will say .. i want to work for GOD.. I want to do this For God... I always think instead of saying that , we should be saying God Wants us to work for him... God wants us to be there... Dont you feel much more needed , loved by God  rather than to insisting on something using your own name... Everything is pre plan and mapped out by God.. all we have to do is to operate FOR HIM...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A race&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a race... i said before...100m , 200m, 400m, 800m, 1500m and so on...Imagine us , human being in a stadium.. God is there watching us .He will see how we finish the race and see if we fit for him....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think about it , chirstian life is a race from the start ... We start off fast ... full of energy , run like mad... all it takes is Satan or trial to make us fall... then the real race begin... Will we pick ourselves up , clean off the wound.... and continue the run? Yes the remaining of the race might be tough , because the wound is there..We might be limping, it is how we will finish the race off... We can walk past the line slowly and finish it off...We can limp all the way to the finishing line, We can just give up and withdraw from the race...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not hitting at anyone here... Think about it... We fall.. we fail....we dissappoint... but is that it ?? I think we really cannot just give up like that.. In life at least .. I used to backslide... i used to fall... but i am back... i fell during the race.. and i become stronger...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Conclusion&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone will fall ... there is only two outcome... You will become Stronger... or you will become weaker... so what are you ??? Think about it .. Pray about it ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank God for this sharing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rob Emmanuel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courier Guy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;13/2/06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113982362327361508?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113982362327361508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113982362327361508' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113982362327361508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113982362327361508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/we-all-falls.html' title='we all falls'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113973211482450795</id><published>2006-02-12T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:50:46.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>Of late .. i found myself having the habits of taking pics of frds ard me.... well i guess by looking at the pics , it will remind you of good times, bad times... sweet moments .... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the pics :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(080).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28080%29.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(080).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir members waitingf for photo taking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/060101_145902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/060101_145902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A shot by me.. varian pretending to pee !! whahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(081).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28081%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varian  slipped at the place where it says SLIPPERY FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(079).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28079%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir members Part two&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113973211482450795?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113973211482450795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113973211482450795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113973211482450795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113973211482450795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113954362829818738</id><published>2006-02-10T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:52:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My room... i believe God has showered me with Gifts that are plenty.... and trust me i didnt even knw that i haf most of the stuffs that i ever wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/My%20rm%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/My%20rm%202.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Toothbrush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Toothbrush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own electronic tooth brush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Tv%20wif%20speaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Tv%20wif%20speaker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tv attached to the surround speakers...( 16 in all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Telescope.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Telescope.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Telescope.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my telescope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Supersoaker2700%20series.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Supersoaker2700%20series.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my own supersoaker 2700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Sticks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Sticks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drumsticks.. ( 20 pairs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Speakers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Speakers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surround system.... some of the speakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Shoe%20rack.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Shoe%20rack.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shoe rack ( personal one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Shoe%20rack.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Scv.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Scv.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Scv.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own scv digital Box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Notebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Notebook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my notebook...( one home , one company)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/My%20game%20sys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/My%20game%20sys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my x box and ps2 .( total 8 controllers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Minture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Minture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the minatures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Keyboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Hi%205.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Hi%205.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi five System&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Guitar.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Guitar.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Fridge.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Fridge.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own fridge with Coke, greentea and lemontea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Fan%202.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Fan%202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wall fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Dvds%20cds.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Dvds%20cds.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dvds and cds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Fan%201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Fan%201.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My standin Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Boots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 pairs of my soccer boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Drumset.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Drumset.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby... my drumset and south parks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Clothes.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Clothes.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my closet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Books.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Books.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up of the books i haf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Bongo.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Bongo.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bongo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Belts%20and%20air%20con.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Belts%20and%20air%20con.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my air con ( cold stuff) and my own wwe belts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Beer.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Beer.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cold budwesiers ( anyone ??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Bed.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Bed.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly ... My bed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to thank God for his blessing and take care all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;10/2/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113954362829818738?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113954362829818738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113954362829818738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113954362829818738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113954362829818738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113953783436298769</id><published>2006-02-10T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:26:21.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coke burst rampage</title><content type='html'>He he .. few days back i got myself a mini fridge... and i set it at 7 degree c ( yes the coldest) Guess what happen next... 3 cans of coke burst ... Pics are worth a thousand words.. even more .. see for yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst%20in%20fridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/coke%20burst%20in%20fridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The messed up fridge which Janet(my sis and i cleaned up soon after)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst%20in%20fridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/coke%20burst%20up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ( see the damage !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst%20in%20fridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst%20too.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/coke%20burst%20too.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst%20up.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole can just went bam !! In the fridge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst%20too.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/coke%20burst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/coke%20burst.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Another victim!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel Robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/2/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113953783436298769?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113953783436298769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113953783436298769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113953783436298769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113953783436298769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/coke-burst-rampage.html' title='coke burst rampage'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113953186610825423</id><published>2006-02-10T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:19:34.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pics of my students..</title><content type='html'>Just wanna share some pics with you people... whenever you feel down , look at these kids.. i think they will bring laughter to ya day :) Their smile is always genuine... and it is right from the heart... AM REALLY BLESSED TO BE WORKING WITH THEM Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE0215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang kang jie... ( see his cheeks... sun burn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis, Ronnie, jeremiah and gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/notti%20boys%20of%20%20lions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/notti%20boys%20of%20%20lions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House practice...( go lion!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/06-04-04_1605070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/06-04-04_1605070.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Munirah.. ( sweet looking girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/04-17-04_1149220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/04-17-04_1149220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boong leong , Keng Joo and Benedict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/09-15-04_1743500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/09-15-04_1743500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi xian with the wig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/06-03-04_1611290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/06-03-04_1611290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aravin ( after sports day .. that was my bag)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/bohys%20posing%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/bohys%20posing%20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;House practice.. posing wahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel Robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/2/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113953186610825423?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113953186610825423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113953186610825423' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113953186610825423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113953186610825423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/some-pics-of-my-students.html' title='some pics of my students..'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113953008889170173</id><published>2006-02-10T07:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:23:52.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>childhood... with my cousins and of cos the super crazy Davey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/davey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/davey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is mainly about my cousin , Davey ... and all the crazy stuffs that we ever did when we were young..Well, i remember we used to hang out together at his place... Staying overnight and stuff.. All the 4 boys( 4 of us...) will be at Bedok and all hell will break loose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( yea ! thats davey for ya .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember, Shawn, Hao being younger ( heh heh heh ) will be bullied by us.. We will play police and thief using the Whole block ( Yes the WHOLE blk ) as a hideout... I remember there was once Davey and i was team thieves( hehe as usual , we are together) Shawn and Hao as team Police .. wahah . We were trapped at the seconda level, as in there wasnt anywhere to go .... Davey did the craziest thing ever.. He climbed out and using the top of the shelter that CC had build for the residents , he walked to the opposite blk !!!! I was like WHAT THE HECK ... Thats cheating huh ? I wasnt balls enough to do that , I was more of like WHAT WAS HE DOING..... He of cos did not get caught and i did... Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another time where we were playing police and thief again .. this time round at my Late Grandma place ( Ang Mo Kio) .. Rules? Void deck and 2 level... I was being chased by Shawn and i saw Davey at the stairs ... its about 10 to 15 feets high.... ( estimation) I shout at him... Run!!! Guess what he did... he freaking jumped down from there and landed at the ground level... Crazy Fellow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times where we did what we love to do most.. have our own Wrestling Pay per view... there will be times where Dave and i will team up.. beat the hell out of the other two , there will be times where Dave will pretend to team up with them then play them out and beat the hell out of them.. Watever it is .. we are always winners... wahahah.. We even haf our own WWE belts... We dives, we bams , we slams....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days...... anyway looking back now... i think those were the fun days...whahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOT TO GO ... THERE IS A SPIDER IN MY ROOM!!! DAMNNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel Robin&lt;br /&gt;10/02/2006&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113953008889170173?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113953008889170173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113953008889170173' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113953008889170173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113953008889170173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/childhood-with-my-cousins-and-of-cos.html' title='childhood... with my cousins and of cos the super crazy Davey'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113946692933209295</id><published>2006-02-09T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:00:03.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what good can i do ? My ABC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="212" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/me.jpg" width="186" 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;Damn... crap .... what a nagger am i ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wat good can i do ? I can nag at people.. showing concern in ways that i think works... but it always back fires... what the heck ?? Care and concern that bloody back fires... Crap ... what the heck.. maybe i should just shut my gap..... AH DAMN ... *&amp;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;*(&amp;(*&amp;amp;@(*&amp;@(*)#####&lt;br /&gt;I dont knw what to say , i am about to give up talking to people regards to their problem and so on.. Honestly... but of cos i know that failure is an option but quitting is never a good option , You can fail and still try again , but if you quit totally, GAME OVER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.... God! Help me out ....!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting nowhere .... i am in a daze... i feel silly... i guess i should write some crap ....&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="435" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/untitled.jpg" width="320" 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;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My very own A TO Z&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A for A$$hole = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;B for Bonker = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;C for Crap = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;D for Dumb ass= Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;E for Emmanuel= Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;F for Fool = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;G for Grumpy ppl = ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;H for Hunk = Not Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I for Irriating ppl = ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;J for Joker= ME&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;K for kai na sai people = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;L for Lame = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;M for Monkey = Me ( more of King kong)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N for Nutcase = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O for Obese ppl = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;P for Pea brain = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Q for Queer = Me in a wierd way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;R for Rascal = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S for Scum = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;T for Total loser = Me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;U for Ugly = Me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;V for Violent = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;W for Wierdo = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;X for Xtreme Nutcase= Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y for Yellow chinese bugger = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Z for Zero brain cell = Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now you know my ABC... would you still want to hang out with me ....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robin emmanuel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9/2/06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s kel...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my phone ring tone hor..... i bet you will be laffing and say Robin , You are the only guy that can have this tone... Damn.. missing those days bro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:) see ya buddy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113946692933209295?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113946692933209295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113946692933209295' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113946692933209295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113946692933209295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-good-can-i-do-my-abc.html' title='what good can i do ? My ABC'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113941114902042020</id><published>2006-02-08T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:16:45.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hair dos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/060126_171504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/060126_171504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my hairdo ... done by Joe... on the 24th of Jan .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/Image(034).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/Image%28034%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.. thats me with my new hairdo ... proud of it ... :)&lt;br /&gt;It took half an hr for Joe , the barber to do it and i paid 20 dollars for it ... but its worth it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done on the 8th of Feb.... Joe is a pretty cool Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113941114902042020?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113941114902042020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113941114902042020' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113941114902042020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113941114902042020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-hair-dos.html' title='my hair dos'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113937781175592643</id><published>2006-02-08T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:28:45.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 to 8 of feb</title><content type='html'>7th of feb 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I not stupid too ( a movie that actually speaks in regards to most of the children life both past and present) I went to watch it with a group of friends, Michelle, angelina, her bf and that guy ( erm sorry am very bad at names) Well overall i must say it is a must watch for all.. So often in the show, it actually reflects on my childhood life.. You knw all the caning, beating, whipping and all the teachers always right , you are always wrong shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a part of the show where the kid was being whacked by the dad and he yelled " When will you stop beating me " Ha ha , i remembered so clearly that i said that to my folks too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th of feb 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was sharing with my mum abt the show, she was saying that they wont understand how we as a child will feel if we dont tell them , but haha , were we be given a chance to?? I am still worried for their salvation, as in my mum and dad .. My dad is going to church doing all the things that he could do but this aside , he is doing all the things so that he gets praises from People, my mum is going to church with hatred and grudges of the people around her... I told her the story abt How Jesus say Let he who haf not sin cast the first stone... She knws abt it , but she is not following. Who are we to judge? She say she believe in God, yet she will praise God for all the good things and curse at him when all goes wrong... All i could ever do was to ask for forgiveness on their behalf... If this is one thing that i have to do , i will surely try my very best , give my all to help bring my parents, in fact people around me to christ... Saying you believe isnt good enough, you haf to practice and do it ... which is one thing i am learning too ...Well, its never bad to fail and its never good to Quit... Because by quiting , you will never move on...  Somehow or rather i wish my dad and mum will understand wat i am trying to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This aside... I had made up my mind, mission work .. mission trip in June.. 5th to 12th of June...Thailand. i Guess i have found out what my gifts are and i think i will be an instrument of God and be made used of Fully.... I should be able to use my strength to help them in building, carrying .. I should be able to use the gift of being joy to people, to share the joy with children there.. Teach them sports , play with them ???Who knows... Is this my purpose ? I am thinking , but honestly i am leaving it to God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you people will not believe it , but i had ended my 3 yr relationship with Diona, yes .. its over.. Well we believe starting from scratch , being as friends again isnt that bad after all... I mean Love is just an entitlement i guess, Whats the main thing for us being in this world? To fall in love , to start a legacy ? Nah .... i come to realise , is to work for God.. be it with or without a relationship and so on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this is a right move.. and here i am God.... Searching and going towards your direction... Make use of me .. fully....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113937781175592643?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113937781175592643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113937781175592643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113937781175592643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113937781175592643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/7-to-8-of-feb.html' title='7 to 8 of feb'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113914489393784854</id><published>2006-02-05T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:00:32.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>consoling is all i can do</title><content type='html'>5th of feb 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when i was walking up the carkpark to the main building of my church , i bump onto Auntie Amara, ( kel's mum) She looked hagged and tired. I placed my arm on her shoulder and she still managed to put on a weak smile and asked me hows  everything... I told her i wasnt feeling well, i did ask her how she is ...she just smile and we didnt say much .... not until we went downstairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to spend a few minutes with her, she told me to cover her in my prayer... i know she still cant get over Kel's death, well I couldnt do much , she asked me how about myself, i told her i felt the same way , I told her i am trying but it is tough , she agreed... Then i told her about my dream, the one where Kel called me and told me he was dying and the one where he came in thru a ray of light and went into another room... She asked me if i did prayed for him to talk to me... honestly, i had ever prayed that all this would not even happen...&lt;br /&gt;I told her all i did was wanted a chance to hear him and all i wanted was assurance that he is safe...By sharing with her the dream , i could see that she was more relieved.I feel so useless , i guess all i can do is to continue to lend her my support whenever she needs it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kel, Dont worry, i will take care of ya mum 4 you...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what are brothers for...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya my bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robin emman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113914489393784854?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113914489393784854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113914489393784854' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113914489393784854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113914489393784854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/consoling-is-all-i-can-do.html' title='consoling is all i can do'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113876478593069935</id><published>2006-02-01T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:12:45.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this yr CNY...Mixed feeling, the dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Chinese new year this year was not the same for me... I was kinda down with flu since eve of new yr and didnt really recover as of yet...All clinics were closed, cant go to the doc...Damn .. The only highlight during the first day of new year was was when i received an sms from Lionel saying that Aaron was back in Church .. After 3 yrs of MIA .... he is back!!! Yes ... well i was so thrilled that i rushed down to church just to say hi to him ... I know tat is not really a right motive ha ha but still i am really happy just to see him once again ...In BPMC now, ever since Kel left , its left with , me , lionel, wenjie and Aaron... ( as in the BBQ Clan) Of cos i am damn delighted to see him !!! I invited the clan to my house tat night and we had some fun... playing games, whip cream with orange juice ( my very own governor smile) but deep inside , everyone is missing Kelvin but no one says anything....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know it is amazing what Kelvin has done since he been gone... He had brought the group closer to each other .. i guess everyone treasure each other now...i am not speaking for others.... for myself at least, i know i treasure everyone around me more...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still remember i used to bitch around (yea!!! like a typical woman hahahah) grumble, shugged, get upset very easily....i guess there isnt a need for such reaction to trivial matters...Think about it, if someone provoke you , if you get upset , dont you think you are falling into their trap ??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont knw, but i do treasure each and everyone of you out there... be it my closest kins, my friends and so on ....i really do.. i used to quote Live life to the fullest ... Not anymore... It should be ..Live Life with full meaning ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall not bore anyone with all these theories... anymore....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway this new yr isnt that fantasic because it is just not the same... Maybe i am older? Maybe i am just tired ? Maybe i find it meaningless?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This CNY thingy aside.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dreamt about Kelvin for two nights continuously....30/1 and 31/1 .....It was so real.. i dont know what it means... Maybe he was assuring me that he is fine .... i dont know...but i can say the dream was so real ..People might say that i think too much and so on... but seriously... i dont think its too much ... after all he is very close to me ... I remembered last friday night when i was standing there alone at WALA WALA ( a pub in holland v) EIC was playing .. i was like HOW I WISH HE IS STILL THERE STANDING NEXT TO ME ... When Joseph ( the drummer ) came over and ask me am i there alone.... i smile and tell him without Kelvin..sure i am alone there...Maybe it was rude of me to answer that way .. pardon me .. but the truth is i do go Wala with him or i go alone :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remembered that the gig ended at 1am ...i decided to hang around at Holland V, i was walking down the rd, i sat right outside Swensen.. and i was there alone for 1 hr wishing that there will be someone there to talk to me... I had said it before, i will never break down in front of anyone, I be the pillar... but sometime i really wish i can just get a stranger, tell everything to the stranger and release all my pain and sorrow....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was 3 plus ... i decided to head home.... i eventually sat down at my house void deck , asking help from God... I am tired , mentally tired....eventually went home....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dream( part 1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dreamt that we went out together , and we had a great time together... then i recieved a phone call from him ..Yes ! From Kelvin.. he sounded very weak, he told me in a very soft and weak tone that he is dying ... i remember him saying : " Robin, i am dying.. i am dying...." i woke up ... and it was kinda wierd... i dont know what it is all about .... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dream ( part 2)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This morning , i was dreaming about we guys having a game of soccer , then we were partying at a place.. the place was kinda dark , Kelvin went missing ... i was searching for him , then i saw this bright light shining towards me ... There i saw Kelvin walking thru the entrance and he went to another room... before he entered, he took a final look and then he left... He was wearing the NWO tee shirt ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord Lord... i dont know what all these dreams are and mean... if it is your will, translate for me and let me know ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My brother Kelvin.. are you telling me something? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Robin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1/2/06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113876478593069935?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113876478593069935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113876478593069935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113876478593069935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113876478593069935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-yr-cnymixed-feeling-dreams.html' title='this yr CNY...Mixed feeling, the dreams'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113868203726235081</id><published>2006-01-31T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:56:38.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 to 16 of jan</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; been telling myself to write about Kel's wake for the longest time but didnt make an effort to...Why? Maybe i am too mentally tired , burnout... Perhaps these are just excuses...Who knws...Anyway this is my account of what happen from 13th to the 16th of jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelvin's last breath...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13/jan/2006( Friday)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was like any other afternoon, i was getting ready to train a bunch of students at Sengkang primary sch. Lionel Wong called me, telling me that Kelvin was very very weak and both of us decided to visit him on the 14th jan which eventually did not take place. At that point of time, i didnt knw wat to do .. the only thing that was in my mind was the power of prayer... I decided to mass sms to christians that i knw , within the church , outside the church ...and so on... 50+ of them ... I asked God that he will be with this family, he will grant Kelvin Peace, take away his pain , I asked God to shower peace upon Amara ( kel's mum) , Moses( kel's dad) and his family....My boss , a fellow christian ( who i wasnt quite close to ) even offered to send his prayer team down, his pastor and so on... I called Amara , she told me just pray for them ....I was really very down then ... i wanted to help so much but cant do much , all that i can do was to pray...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LATER THAT NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was home at about 8 plus, getting ready for a jog... all ready to go ... I received a phone call from William saying that he has news that Kelvin is dead... I was like .. NO ...!!!! I called Lionel to confirmed... and it was real... He was dead.... I was devastated... I didnt know what to do ... I was sitting at a corner of my room, staring at my drumset, didnt know what to say or do .. I cried....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I called Eugene, and later i found out that Kelvin went very peacefully... his breath was constant, it went slower, and eventually , a deep breath and stop... He went so peacefully that all those around him then didnt even realised....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kelvin's memorial service&lt;br /&gt;14/jan/2006( Sat)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;630pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I went there , was supposed to play drum for the service in memory of him.. I felt weak, i kept crying . I wanted to be alone and i really cant accept the fact that he has left me...Everytime i looked up, i see the coffin and his photo, tears flows...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8pm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The service started...  Eugene and EIC ( Jack, Joseph and a keyboardist ) played a few songs in tribute to Him...They even sang one of his favourtie song Aeroplane by red hot chilli pepper.. I was up next, played a few hill songs, songs that he played before and enjoyed playing... But i just cant focus... Someone even mentioned during the wake, Dont be Sad... "If Kelvin is here, this place will be full with clowns, filled with balloons and BBQ... " How can i not be ... he was  my best frd..( he still and will always be ) Jacob went up soon after and shared a short message... then came the big moment... All the people were asked to pay their last respect to Kelvin... Soon it was my turn ... i saw him lying there... i was in tears.. I hugged Amara, we cried... i told her i miss him very much and i hug sharon... i was really very sad then ... Shattered.. it was like part of my life was suddenly Gone... I was really down then ... No one could console me then ... Not even Diona...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kelvin's memorial service ( day 2)&lt;br /&gt;15/jan/2006( Sunday)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All was about the same, Ray ( another EIC guy) went up sang a few songs for him, a few guys , gals went up to talk about Kelvin ...as a person, a mentor, a brother..The band was up next , i didnt play then , i was really in a state whereby i dont want to screw anything up...guess i am just a coward..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was putting on a brave front throughout... was going around consoling anyone that i could talk to .... I went up to look at him again ... He was wearing his favourite I LOVE NEW YORK Tee shirt) He look so peaceful... I know for sure he is now enjoying himself up there...in heaven ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cremation day ( day 3)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16/JAN /2006&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was asked to be one of the coffin bearer... i think it is a good thing because i know it will be good for me to carry my brother One last time ...Before they seal the coffin, at that point of time, i guess i was not willing to accept that Kel is gone.... I asked Rev Poh .... What if he is still alive... what if he is only sleeping... Rev Goh looked at me, he said... " Not this one Emmanuel... Not this one .."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he was cremated... it was a very sad scenario  and i was really very sad then ....I wanted to cry so badly.. but i know i cant.. i have to be strong.. and i know for sure Kelvin wont want me to be sad...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didnt write much of the detail because i am realli lost.....pls bear with me....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yours&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;robin emman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31/01/06&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Kelvin... the smile will always be there...:) C ya &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113868203726235081?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113868203726235081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113868203726235081' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113868203726235081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113868203726235081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/01/13-to-16-of-jan.html' title='13 to 16 of jan'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113821060806288369</id><published>2006-01-26T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:15:48.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to Kelvin</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qAEk_bMLj3s" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tribute to my beloved brother... Kelvin David&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;emmanuel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;25/1/06&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113821060806288369?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113821060806288369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113821060806288369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113821060806288369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113821060806288369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/01/tribute-to-kelvin.html' title='a tribute to Kelvin'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113810319159560939</id><published>2006-01-24T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:03:01.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should God be blamed??</title><content type='html'>Its Really Up to Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always ask “Where is God when we most needed him?” People always doubt God when failure arises. They will blame God for the mistakes, the failures, the mishaps etc…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, everything has a limitation. Everything happens for a reason. Yes! Everything... No doubt God is the great one, he is the almighty, he is above all , he is the creator  but the fact that causes people to suffer is actually human themselves…We , Yes , We human being destroys our own life, and just like a loser, we blame it on others.. Isn’t it the case that often that I will pin point at others for mistakes I made, vice versa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I make this bold statement? Trust me; I am not entitled to judge... No one is … remember, let he who not sin cast the first stone… Who is perfect? Human are not perfect, they are not made to be perfect, that’s where we can learn… if we are all perfect, what’s the point of education, competition and so on… Because human ain’t perfect, they often want to do things their own way … putting themselves ahead of God… I am like that at times and is learning to change …God says No! … We say yes… God says can’t! … We says never mind… God says not at all! We say just this once…Knowing that God has already warned us not to go … and we, know God don’t want us to do it, we still do it... End of the day, when trouble arises, who is to be blame? Us or God?&lt;br /&gt;I am going to just give a few examples of things that happen… it might be sensitive to some but I have to write what I have to write… Maybe I am writing this in defense of God, who knows. Maybe I can knock some sense into someone, who knows… I am sorry if anyone is offended... really I am … but I have to do it …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, a promising young man was on the way to church, to God’s temple, he was being knocked down by a car…badly injured… People start to wonder… why God wasn’t around to protect him. Think about it, did he jay walk, or stuff like that? If so, who is to be blamed? If that’s just God’s temple that he is going… isn’t great for him to go to the heavenly home, the real temple instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my best friend, the late Kelvin David for example… He got cancer… I don’t hear him blaming God… in fact he was praising God and he was serving him whole heartily… God hears our prayer but there is that much that he can do … 85 % from God… He set the path, the set… we make our moves… God is generous… he will not force us to do things… there is always right and wrong, sadly we choose the wrong one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can pray whole night … day in day out… prayers answered…praise God… if not? Curse him? That’s not right…I remember how I would give thanks to God for everything that I  have… if I gets E8 for my geography exam … I thank God that I didn’t get F9… I know of people who demands for A1… when they didn’t get A1…they blame God…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not kidding but it really did start off with Adam and Eve... God ask them not to eat the fruit, they ate...got into trouble, they blame God. When the flood was about to come, Noah ask people to join them in the ark and warned them abt the flood, they were being made fun of .. When the flood did happen... people blame God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINK ABOUT IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God create the world in a week… he is all wonderful and powerful, but he doesn’t owe us a living…I am saddened by people around me who are getting all the prayer things wrongly… I am saddened with the fact that my parents are going to church for the wrong reason… Kelvin was given 3 years to repent, to get it right… do you think we will know when is our time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone out there who happens to read this… start today … learns today, change today … at least you are trying … slowly, but surely, I am sure you will be full of blessing by God and from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, this is just like a game of BIG 2… Do you want to play safe and discard slowly or do you want to wait for a chance to throw all 5 cards? Trust me , if you wait, you will be shock that your cards are all in your hand and the game is over…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s Kelvin my brother…. Aint never going to forget about ya .. Take care see you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ….Emmanuel /Robin/GOF&lt;br /&gt;24/1/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113810319159560939?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113810319159560939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113810319159560939' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113810319159560939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113810319159560939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/01/should-god-be-blamed.html' title='should God be blamed??'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113791837628774069</id><published>2006-01-22T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:25:03.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been a week... and i am viewin life differently</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/tissueman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="111" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/tissueman.jpg" width="136" 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;Well, for those who knws me , you will knw that i had always been the crazy, bubbly , attitude problem guy in town ... he he ..Well maybe i still am the joker in the crop , maybe i am still the stand up comedian that i always wanted to be but deep inside me... i know something is changin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life is changing...&lt;br /&gt;Yes , my life is changing.. Ever since my best buddy left us for good ( his ashes was casted into the sea ) , it makes me ponder over what we have now and whats next... it makes me think of what will happen if we are being put in his shoe, How do we react , how will we handle it ? Trust me..only a few can attain what Kelvin did... Indeed No one is perfect.. what i sees in him was the rapid change whithin the three years and he was becoming a no nonsense christian.. Yes.. he becomes that! Can i do it? I was asking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/christiansmile.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/christiansmile.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should i do ? A living testimony? A leader? A devoted Christian ? I am still searching ...God will knw that everyday i been praying for him to use me as his tool.. his instrument... in whatever ways possible....I know tat to live on , you also have to fight on ... Have faith, believe and honour God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asking myself tat day ...how would one feel when he or she was being embarassed, humiliated? Of course, Anger will be in .. violences arise... But think about it for a second, what can be more humiliating than Jesus being asked to carry his cross, mocked by the soldiers for US.... He was innocent.. he was being mocked.. he pulled through... why cant we? Then i asked myself, what is the most painful experience which i had encountered... Think about it, my answer was NOTHING... Nothing can be more painful than Jesus being nailed onto the Cross...&lt;br /&gt;Think about it , dont you agree??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Kel and me during a gang BBQ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watever it is, all i have to say to everyone who is reading this( i bet there will be less than 10 , but its better than no one HA HA ) When you are down , when you are hurt, think about How jesus suffered for our sakes... if he wasnt complaining... why should we ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the WoW service today , Auntie Amara was sharing regards to Kelvin death and stuff.. One thing she said was Kelvin was fighting the battle against SATAN and he did commited some sins here and there.. he got the time to repent before he moves on .. Do we ?? What if we are not given a chance to ? What if we just die out of a sudden? I seriously urge People out there to repent and follow God as soon as you can .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 25 ......A chapter from the bible that Auntie Amara urge each one to read about it and i think it is quite fruitful.. ppl , go check it out.... c ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;( God wif Us)&lt;br /&gt;22/01/06 &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/heads5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/heads5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Me, with the pigsy face, Jared, Aaron and Kel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/DSC01831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/DSC01831.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/DSC01831.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/DSC01831.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Amara... A very devoted christian that i will forever be respectful of ..&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;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/DSC01867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/DSC01867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember you and your favourite tee shirt of yours ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( kelvin , before his condition worsen)&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;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;See u My brother.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Till we jam again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;     Robin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;@@@GOF@@@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/9083768-113791837628774069?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113791837628774069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113791837628774069' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113791837628774069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113791837628774069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-been-week-and-i-am-viewin-life.html' title='its been a week... and i am viewin life differently'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113759859791378403</id><published>2006-01-18T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:27:02.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing drum aint the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today  i went to church for a normal band practice....Feel terrible...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wasnt really able to play to the fullest ... my thoughts was on Kel almost all the time... No doubt i did try to put in efforts but trust me ... this is the first time ever ... i drop my drumsticks during a song like no body business.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think i drop like at least 7 times today ... :(  Think about it, Kelvin was the church Drummer too...and the stool and the drumset that i was playing on was the same one that he plays on ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CANT ANYONE UNDERSTAND HOW SUCKY IT IS....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gosh .. i understand Life goes on... it is easy to think that way .. trust me ... i am trying ....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sigh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;emmanuel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18/1/06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113759859791378403?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113759859791378403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113759859791378403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113759859791378403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113759859791378403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/01/playing-drum-aint-same.html' title='playing drum aint the same'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113742915263511299</id><published>2006-01-17T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:25:10.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kelvin.. a special guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/050515_112516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/050515_112516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... i used to think that Life is short, play hard... Well, i used to believe that as long as i believe , i will go to heaven .. i dont think thats really true anymore.. Because in order to believe, YOU REALLY HAVE TO BELIEVE and commit yourself to Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, You must have christ in your heart, your soul... ( like what winson said)&lt;br /&gt;You need to have the salvation of the soul, not your mind, your body , etc... THE SOUL. yes ... the soul.&lt;br /&gt;Friday night ( 13/1/06) marks one of my darkest day to date.. My best brother, my buddy, Kelvin David passed away and hence return to the heavenly home. He had been fighting against stomach cancer for 3 yrs and eventually moves on .. Well , you can ask me .. Hey are you happy or sad that he is dead.. As a brother, a close friend, of course i still want him around. i can be selfish to hope he is still here... but think about all the pain that he was going thru, i am glad he dont have to suffer anymore.. and he is in heaven now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure , i do miss him.... i miss those days where we have bbq together, we had a rampage in orchard, who can ever forget him holding onto a baseball bat with a ribbon ( it was his bday gift)&lt;br /&gt;and we were having a wild time in orchard.. running up the escalator ( opp direction) just to catch the zhou yuen fatt ( replacement killer) for free. It was a bet with the security guard. He say if we can run all the way up , we watch the show for free.. ( lido theatre... escalator very long one , dont play play) we did it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will ever forget during the BBQ, he got hit by a can of coke.. those were the days.. One thing i will never ever forget , the night when he knows he got cancer, he called me.... asked me not to be upset and make me promise him not to show extra care and concern to him due to it... It was tough for me to say yes because I CARE... but i have to respect his decision... Phone call lessen .... we still kept close to each other in church , msn ...supper, music practice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant i call him ... people will ask.... the reason why so is because we seldom call each other and just because by calling him will make him feel sensitive that i am being extra caring....&lt;br /&gt;The last hours before he dies.... i received a call from lionel , he was telling me that Kel was feeling weak, first thing i thought of was mass smsing ... i sms about 50 + ppl and also urge them to forward the message to their frds.. all i request for was a prayer that God grant him peace, grant his whole family peace.  Tat night , indeed , God let him go peacefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin , my brother.. the few regrets that i ever have are.. not to be able to meet up with you , speak to you during your last hours.. How i wish you will have a chance to drop by to jam on my drumset... i will miss you my brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should i go from here... Brother, you been an inspriation ... you really had commited yourself to the Lord, you had left an impact to people around you .. more were  touched, believes..&lt;br /&gt;You even awaken me .. thank you my brother... your death makes me thought of the true purpose of life... things that you keep telling me times after times...For all who thinks that money, looks, materials are everything... trust me.. these are all  props.... we come as a soul... we leave as a soul, if we truly believe and really submit and we shall leave with blessing, christ in us and eternal life... think about it...&lt;br /&gt;Props or eternal life.... its your choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A word of advise..... Live life daily as if its your last day ... ask yourself, what you going to do today ... ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me.. i already know what i will and what i want to do ....a good testimony and i will continue to learn more about christ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life is like a deck of cards( BIG 2)  Its up to you to throw your cards.... its all in your hand....&lt;br /&gt;if you want to take a gamble and wait for 5 cards... go ahead.. if you want to play safe.. better discard early then ... :) i think its better to be safe than sorry .... i will be racing on and eventually one day i will be in one of many room up there together with KEL  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all ppl who misses kelvin .. i have this to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" For those who misses you just because you are no longer with us physically, let them be reminded that you will always be in their heart .. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kelvin , my brother.. i see ya again....:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;17/1/06&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113742915263511299?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113742915263511299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113742915263511299' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113742915263511299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113742915263511299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/01/kelvin-special-guy.html' title='kelvin.. a special guy'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113730507922848168</id><published>2006-01-15T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:18:05.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kelvin's last blog... rest in peace my brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin David... my best brother ever...the first person i ever knew when i step into BPMC had returned to the Lord on the 13th of jan ( fri)&lt;br /&gt;He was fighting against cancer for a few years but despite that , he was living a fruitful life, he was living life to the fullest... The article that you are about to read was his last entry before he move on.. He had indeed touches the heart of many .. be it believers or non believers... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; you can click on the title to go to his own blog to read on .... this guy is just fantastic.. i will surely miss you my dear brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5821/646/1600/1676742298465l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5821/646/320/1676742298465l.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KELVIN DAVID&lt;br /&gt;1977-2006&lt;br /&gt;( we will meet again )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, November 19, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misplaced hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fragility and brevity of human life are easily and quickly exposed.&lt;br /&gt;While we know this for a fact, its manifestation is still a great shock to us.&lt;br /&gt;In a moment, it becomes glaringly apparent that life is not as lasting as we thought, that we are indeed mortal, and whats more, that we are not necessarily in control of very much at all.&lt;br /&gt;We are stunned when the veneer of permanence and stability we have ascribed to our world is peeled away.&lt;br /&gt;Without much consideration, we view this world, this society with its many trappings, as something steadfast and sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, there are many ideals and virtues that we cherish.&lt;br /&gt;Justice, liberty and prosperity, to name a few, are the qualities of great importance to us; they are the embodiment of what we value.&lt;br /&gt;Though not tangible items, they have attained a sort of transcendent quality and seem to be beyond the attacks of ignoble mankind.&lt;br /&gt;And so we believe that we have within our possession a vast storehouse of surety.&lt;br /&gt;We think we have found a solid foundation on which to live and build our lives and societies.&lt;br /&gt;The items that form this foundation, tangible or otherwise, have secured our trust and have become the objects of our hope.&lt;br /&gt;When the things in which we hope are attacked, when the mortality of human life and frailty of our existence are revealed, we cannot help but seek out both a hope that is real and a life that cannot be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;True center&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Things fall apart, the center cannot hold.” The words of Irish poet William Butler Yeats (from “The Second Coming”) ring true to us today. Within, we sense the lack of real stability in our lives and in our world.&lt;br /&gt;In such times we realize that we must find a true center, something more powerful then we or even our human society are.&lt;br /&gt;There must be a center that is eternal and indestructible. This center can be found only in Jesus Christ and in the power of His eternal and indestructible life. the hope that is enduring and the life that cannot be destroyed are real and they are available to us today. Christ and the power of His indestructible life is our unique need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ is the embodiment of the eternal life, a life that is uncreated, divine and everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;(1) As such, he is the center of the universe, and because of him there is a definite reason why things do not fall apart. In his letter to the believers in the city of Colossae nearly two thousand years ago, the apostle Paul explained the universe in terms of this excellent person named Christ Jesus. Christ is the center of the universe, he wrote, both its point of focus and source of stability. In Christ and through Christ “all things were created, in the heavens and on the earth.” All things in this universe cohere in him. They subsist together in him. Like spokes of a wheel held together by the hub, Christ is the universe’s true holding center.(2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living Hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the embodiment of the eternal life and the holding center of the universe, Christ is the only one who can be our real security. He alone is worthy of our hope. In him we find the only way to obtain the hope of stability for which we long, because in him we find eternal life with all of its power and transcendence. Christ with his divine, eternal life is not bound by time or space.&lt;br /&gt;His life is unlimited in its capacity; it is an indestructible and indissoluble life, and as such, it is not fleeting and not subject to man’s destructive acts.(3) Our only chance for obtaining real hope is found by our believing into Christ and receiving his eternal and indestructible life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hope is a living hope and it hinges on the eternal life.(4) while we may view eternal life as something exalted and beyond the reach of mortal men, it is nonetheless obtainable. Eternal life is the divine, uncreated life of God. Such a lasting and real life has been made available to un in Christ and through what he has accomplished. As the Son of God, Jesus came to be life to man and to give man life in an abundant way.(5) in his work on the cross, Jesus Christ was crucified for our sins, shedding his blood to redeem us and reconcile us to God. Christ’s death, moreover, released his resurrection life. the power of his life could not be held by death. Instead if remaining in the grave, he arose, becoming the life giving spirit. (6) as such, he is now able to impart his eternal life into all those that believe into him.(7) his life is the resurrection life-the only life that is true and the only life that can withstand death and rises out of it victorious. Christ and his life are those things which death cannot conquer. They are the object of our hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indestructible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“he who believes into the Son has eternal life.” by believing into Christ, we receive the life that is eternal and indestructible, and with this life we obtain a living hope. As the embodiment of the eternal life, Christ is the only one in whom we can truly hope. We can no longer hope in the things we find in this world, nor can we produce true hope out of our own strength or imagination. Hope is sure only when we place it in Jesus Christ. Unlike our own human life, his life is not fading but eternal. We find real and enduring hope when we believe into him and receive his life. then, and only then, will we know and possess the power of his indestructible life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 John 11:25 .2 Colossians 1:16-17 .3 Hebrews 7:16 .4 first Peter 1:3 .5 John 10:10 .6 first Corinthians 15:45b .7 John 3:16 .8 John 3:36&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113730507922848168?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.kelvindavid.blogspot.com' title='kelvin&apos;s last blog... rest in peace my brother'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113730507922848168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113730507922848168' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113730507922848168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113730507922848168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2006/01/kelvins-last-blog-rest-in-peace-my.html' title='kelvin&apos;s last blog... rest in peace my brother'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113344400061639687</id><published>2005-12-01T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:17:22.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fight between two old men</title><content type='html'>Well.. today in school while running the sports camp , something happened...Two cleaners, both in their late 50s or early 60s were fighting..They literally had a WWE style Hardcore match with dustpan and stuff... head were busted open.. i managed to stop them.. One of them head needed stitches... the other ..? His lip was literally ripped by his foe and lip was bleeding.. Blood was all over the floor... Damn messy.. anyway .. i went to the first aid room.. NO bandage was found ...NOTHING. No choice.. i used napkin , rinsed it with water... and attempt to clean the blood off the old man head.. and while i was doing that .... his blood continued to dip on the floor....messy messy.. eventually.. medics came.. police came.. all were settled..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tots? haha.. never witnessed a fight like this before and never had i been personally involved in helping out in this kind of crisis..Anyway i thank God that everything was ok and both were okay with only minor injuries... but what concern me was what will be their fate? Jobless i guess... anyway i hope they will be ok soon and May God be with them and provide them for their needs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;1/12/05&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113344400061639687?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113344400061639687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113344400061639687' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113344400061639687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113344400061639687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/12/fight-between-two-old-men.html' title='fight between two old men'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113344313564839264</id><published>2005-12-01T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:30:57.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore lions....foreign talent.. a pure waste</title><content type='html'>By now.. i think alot of ppl are fed up with the lions... singapore national team .. In actual fact .... i am not against all the locals.... i am just frustated with the so called foreign talents... come on...this is the fact ... they aint no Singaporean... when the time is up.. they haf take enough money from our country .. they will fly back to their very own homeland...thats the fact .. we see it before and it will happen again ... The home united striker for example... he is from Brazil... and he had already said tat he will go back to Brazil when his playing days are over... &lt;br /&gt;The 3 flops now in the national squad... except for dickson.. i dont see any pride in them at all.. club level maybe.. national level ? For what.. this is their adopted homeland.. Hell... do they think that way...?? If they are damn good... they will be playing for their own country RIGHT ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Singapore should use their wages and gloom on local talents instead.. the locals wants to play... they were trying so hard but in the end.. these flops ruin everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a tot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;1/12/05&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113344313564839264?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113344313564839264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113344313564839264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113344313564839264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113344313564839264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/12/singapore-lionsforeign-talent-pure.html' title='Singapore lions....foreign talent.. a pure waste'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113196952135593937</id><published>2005-11-14T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:27:28.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Live Eddie Guerrero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/1564270.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/1564270.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Guerrero was born into Mexico’s first family of professional wrestling in 1967. The son of the legendary Gory Guerrero, it was only natural that Eddie, along with his three older brothers, would pursue a career in sports-entertainment. With wrestling flowing through his veins, Eddie began his in-ring training at a very young age. In fact, Guerrero had mastered the dropkick by his third birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie moved from his family’s backyard ring to the professional circuit in 1987 when he debuted as “Mascara Magica” or “Magic Mask” in Mexico. After teaming with his brothers, Guerrero broke out on his own, crafting his skills in the lucha libre world. Eddie then moved on to Japan, wrestling as Black Tiger. It was there that Guerrero first met good friend Chris Benoit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After moving back to Mexico full time, Eddie began teaming with El Hijo del Santo, who was the son of Gory Guerrero’s long-time associate El Santo. Eddie and Santo eventually broke up, with Eddie forming a duo with Art Barr. The pair would feud with Santo in one of the most heated rivalries in lucha libre history, which culminated in Guerrero and Barr losing a hair vs. mask match to Santo and Octagon in November 1994.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie then moved on to ECW, where he gained his first full exposure in the United States. Not long after his ECW debut, Guerrero defeated 2 Cold Scorpio for the ECW Television Championship, a title he held twice before moving to WCW. Guerrero's ECW stay will always be remembered for the amazing match he had with Dean Malenko before leaving the promotion. After the match, which many consider to be one of the greatest ECW matches ever, the crowd showed their appreciation for Guerrero by giving him a standing ovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guerrero spent four years competing in WCW. While there, he was a part of numerous memorable rivalries with the likes of Booker T, Rey Mysterio, Dean Malenko, Ric Flair and nephew Chavo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Dec. 29, 1996, Guerrero defeated Diamond Dallas Page in the finals of a tournament to crown a new United States Champion. He also went on to capture the Cruiserweight Championship on two separate occasions before leaving WCW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Jan. 31, 2000, four new faces showed up on Monday Night RAW and shocked the sports-entertainment world. They were former WCW wrestlers Benoit, Malenko, Perry Saturn and Eddie Guerrero – The Radicalz. The faction immediately got involved in a match between the New Age Outlaws and Al Snow &amp; Steve Blackman, marking the beginning of Guerrero’s amazing WWE career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next five years, Eddie Guerrero overcame many obstacles to reach the top. In his first WWE match against the Outlaws, Eddie suffered a dislocated elbow, but returned to action in a short time. On April 3, 2000, he claimed his first piece of WWE gold, defeating Chris Jericho to win the European Championship. He would go on to win that championship one more time in 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After The Radicalz went their separate ways, Eddie began a relationship with his “Mamacita,” Chyna. In fact, it was Chyna that Eddie defeated in September 2000 to claim the Intercontinental Championship. After their split, Eddie’s demons got the best of him. He subsequently took time off from the ring in 2001 to deal with his personal issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon his return in 2002, Eddie’s career skyrocketed to new heights. He won the Intercontinental Championship again in May 2002, this time from Rob Van Dam. Eventually, Eddie moved to SmackDown where he teamed with nephew Chavo to capture the WWE Tag Team Championship. He would win that championship three more times, as well as the United States Championship, but his greatest moment came in February 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Feb. 15, 2004 in San Francisco, Guerrero defeated Brock Lesnar at No Way Out to become WWE Champion. He had reached the pinnacle of the industry, and went on to headline WrestleMania XX against Kurt Angle. No one will ever forget the scene at the end of the show, when Eddie joined long-time friend Benoit in the ring to celebrate moments after Benoit won the World Heavyweight Championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie later formed an alliance with another old friend, Rey Mysterio, and the duo would win the WWE Tag Team Championship in early 2005. This was Eddie’s final run as a champion, as the duo split up after WrestleMania 21 and began a bitter rivalry, highlighted by numerous breath-taking matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At No Mercy on Oct. 9, 2005, Eddie’s 38th birthday, Eddie squared off against a new amigo, Batista. He was unable to win the World Heavyweight Championship from the Animal, but their friendship was cemented when Batista led the crowd in singing Happy Birthday to Latino Heat afterwards. A little more than one month later, Guerrero competed in his final televised match on the Nov. 11 edition of Friday Night SmackDown where he defeated Mr. Kennedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone of you can just leave a note or comment on Eddie in the chat box provided...REST IN PEACE EDDIE..&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;14/11/05&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113196952135593937?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wwe.com/inside/news/eddieguerreropasses' title='Long Live Eddie Guerrero'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113196952135593937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113196952135593937' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113196952135593937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113196952135593937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/11/long-live-eddie-guerrero.html' title='Long Live Eddie Guerrero'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113154513780474328</id><published>2005-11-09T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:32:08.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn... should have done something</title><content type='html'>Today , i witness a sick freak trying to flim a gal who was in Nurse uniform from underneath her skirt... DAMN BASTARD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it happened at Yishun Mrt .... the escalator just outside the MRT exit.. i was on my way down and i saw this guy stand behind this gal.. He was quite close to her... then i saw that he was holding onto his camera phone and it was beneath the girl's skirt.. He placed it on his thigh.. bend it a bit... and was filming away ... WHAT A SICK BASTARD... I regret not doing anything.. but i guess i was too far away to react...&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY ... whoever is reading this.. especially if you are a girl. lady. woman ... Haha .. all the same..please be careful when you are on the escalator...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;9/11/2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113154513780474328?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113154513780474328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113154513780474328' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113154513780474328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113154513780474328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/11/damn-should-have-done-something.html' title='damn... should have done something'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113069667930311515</id><published>2005-10-31T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:25:46.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world peace ? Where is the love ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Three Christian schoolgirls beheaded in Indonesia's restive Sulawesi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Three Christian teenage girls have been beheaded in the latest attack against non-Muslims in the troubled Indonesian province of Central Sulawesi, police said.&lt;br /&gt;The three high school students were found with their heads severed early Saturday in the sectarian-divided town of Poso, said provincial police spokesman Rais Adam.&lt;br /&gt;The girls were believed to have been murdered while they were walking to school, Adam said.&lt;br /&gt;He said two of the victims' heads were found near a police post while the third was discovered outside a local Christian church in Poso.&lt;br /&gt;"We are still waiting for results from investigation in the field. We are still trying to determine whether this case is religiously-motivated or not," he told AFP.&lt;br /&gt;A policewoman on duty in Poso confirmed to AFP that the triple murder had taken place and that the killings were being investigated.&lt;br /&gt;Parts of Central Sulawesi, including Poso, have been the scene of intermittent fighting between Christians and Muslims that has left more than 1,000 people dead since 2000.&lt;br /&gt;The government brokered a peace deal in the area 2001 but sporadic shootings and bombings have continued.&lt;br /&gt;In May a pair of bomb attacks killed 22 people at a market in the neighbouring coastal town of Tentena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is taken from the news today ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well... i am sad and dissappointed when i read about this new.. to make matter worse, i recieved a text from my church mate saying that a missionary by the name of Pastor Ferdie Flores was reported to be executed in East Timor by being beaten to death on the 31 of oct 2005.. Why ?? For preaching ? For sharing the words? What have he done to deserve all these? What have the three gals done to deserve being murdered and beheaded ? World peace ? Thats BULLSHIT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Put it this way , like what one of my buddy said, when there is an earthquake, hurricane , people from different race, religion helps each other.. that is a nice moment ... but when there isnt such a disaster, why is there a need for this kind of brutality ? I mean it doesnt matter who or what you believe in . but why resort to killing each other ? Is there a need....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I seriously think its not regards to race... religion.. its more of upbring... Gosh , how can one be inhuman enough to kill another...? stone age maybe, NOW ? WHAT THE F*&amp;amp;*??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I seriously Pray that Pastor Flore will be fine... and i pray that one day people will be as one... Hard... but hope so ... What Black eye pea sang was really true... WHERE IS THE LOVE... People crying people dying... ....where is the love... ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder too......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;emman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;31/10/2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have Faith in the Lord and he will be there for you and trust in him because all things happen for a reason ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113069667930311515?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113069667930311515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113069667930311515' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113069667930311515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113069667930311515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/world-peace-where-is-love.html' title='world peace ? Where is the love ???'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113057877496021920</id><published>2005-10-29T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T17:39:38.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is your frd when you need them ...he he.. human nature...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its not like i love bitching about things .. this blog of mine just help me release all my tots to all those who wants to knw of how i feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well from what i observe for the past 27 yrs.. ha ha  not that i am that old.. but i realise ppl always ask.. when is your frd when you needed them.. he he ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I mean ... i remembered i got this frd of few yrs.. and after army.. he went missing for 3 yrs.. then one day i met him.. i was so happy... and guess whats the first thing he asked me.. " long time no see man .. ermmm.. can i borrow one thousand from you ..." what the heck .. he he... the first thing he said... ASK FOR MONEY .. gosh ...i mean ... thats frd i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who in the right mind will ever lend anyone this amount of money just like tat..Put it this way.. human being.. ha ha when they need help.. they will find ppl ...but who will ever call you and tell you .. hey i won toto .. i want to give you money.. NEVER lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is just a sad but true fact ... human nature.. all i can say is .. if you ever want to help anyone.. dont bitch abt it or ask for anything in return.. it will never happen ")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;emman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;29/10/2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113057877496021920?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113057877496021920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113057877496021920' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113057877496021920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113057877496021920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/where-is-your-frd-when-you-need-them.html' title='where is your frd when you need them ...he he.. human nature...?'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-113015011151097026</id><published>2005-10-24T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:24:25.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fate....</title><content type='html'>you knw recently so many things happen and i believe its all fate...Why do i say that? Well you knw , most human being are afraid to die .. they will try this , try that to avoid death but the fact is your time is not up , you will not die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean , take the two victims that was supposed to be dying due to kidney failure.. they found a way to escape death by getting kidney transplant... and when they got the kidney... they still die .. due to the dengue virus in the kidney... its all fate..&lt;br /&gt;I mean if a guy is fated to die... he can dodge all he wants and end of the day, he will meet his doom .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate is something we cant avoid or change i guess.. i mean take my school for example... its fate that a freak accident would have happen and a colleague tear his muscle.. can you imagine, he was pumping the ball with the electric pump and the air just burst and his finger got hurt and the pressure tear his muscle. Thats all fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what i see... why run away from fate, why change fate... live with it... live life as it is and to the fullest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers ....&lt;br /&gt;emman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-113015011151097026?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/113015011151097026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=113015011151097026' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113015011151097026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/113015011151097026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/fate.html' title='fate....'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112999008197017178</id><published>2005-10-22T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:01:44.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some cool soccer clips</title><content type='html'>hey everyone.. these are what we call skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aRHk8ol0vTw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aRHk8ol0vTw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldino and his golden boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eBh-BPCascw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eBh-BPCascw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronaldino ad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/25CnG5T4gPQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/25CnG5T4gPQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portugal vs brazil.. ole...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112999008197017178?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112999008197017178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112999008197017178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112999008197017178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112999008197017178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/some-cool-soccer-clips.html' title='some cool soccer clips'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112996482914329428</id><published>2005-10-22T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T07:29:21.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my performance clips...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112996482914329428?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112996482914329428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112996482914329428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112996482914329428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112996482914329428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-performance-clips.html' title='my performance clips...'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112946948510278288</id><published>2005-10-16T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:50:06.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/4life.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/4life.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... there has always been a saying, It takes ten years to make a friend but it takes one minute to make a foe. How true is it? I guess it kinda true... over the yrs i have witnessed instances that make me knw what a true frd is.. i mean a frd in need is a frd indeed? True? False ?&lt;br /&gt;I believe that is True...I mean i remembered when i was servicing the nation and met with an accident and needed money urgently, Well Aaron, Lionel, Kelvin( my best of buddies) came out with a sum of money without me asking... even way before my family members forked out the money... Another good example was when i was in SGH after an Op, Michael and keave came to visit me( they were on clutches too ) ... just the only few tat came .. I also remembered Zack taking care of me throughout( especially when i wanted to watch liverpool vs man united, he stayed with me to watch the game then make sure i sleep then he go home .. so touching ) .. ha ha ...Frds.. Wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are obvious some ppl who will always remember you in time of help or needs... these are " frds" and when you need help... try the yellow pages... call search and hell... i am sure they will just dissappear out of the blue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is just to thank all those who had shown me true frdship throughout this 27 yrs and yrs to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i would love to thk my sis, Janet and of cos my love ,Diona for being there always...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s&lt;br /&gt;To all those hypocrites out there.. you can all go kiss my yellow round )(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112946948510278288?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112946948510278288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112946948510278288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112946948510278288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112946948510278288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/frds.html' title='Frds'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112894179575188059</id><published>2005-10-10T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:03:29.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>convicts... ex convicts... what choice do they haf...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/prisoners1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/prisoners1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometime we wonder, why is it always the same few people that will get jailed again and again... Dont they want to repent? Dont they want to change? Well .. from what i see.. I think they want to but hard to... I mean .. Put it this way .... in a prison, they get shelter, they get food, clothes, get allowance ( i think) get to work , to upgrade... and so on... Yes.. they are being locked in .. but they get all these things which we .. commoners have outside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So their sentence is over.. they are being released... They go to their family, Got turn away, they go to their friends, Got rejected.. Homeless, pennyless, they have to fight to survive.. Lucky one will get a job, but few will be given a chance to even live a normal life.. once you are an ex con, the chances of you being employed is damn low... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So what will they do if they have nothing to live on... the last solution... get arrested again , be sentenced and go back to their normal life with their equals....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometime i really think its not fair to condemn them like that , they should be treated fairly... So who is to be blamed? Society ? Them ? I guess.. Everyone will have their own view on that ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;emmanuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is just my tot :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10/10/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;!--Begin iWebTunes.com Code --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript"&gt;var nid = "6079"; var dj = "infinite";&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.iWebTunes.com/s/1.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--End iWebTunes.com Code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112894179575188059?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112894179575188059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112894179575188059' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112894179575188059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112894179575188059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/convicts-ex-convicts-what-choice-do.html' title='convicts... ex convicts... what choice do they haf...?'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112893558022116504</id><published>2005-10-10T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T17:14:45.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my view on our birth to death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/my%20faces_Page11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/my%20faces_Page11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone once told me.. that he is borned a loser.. i whimp..But i dont agree with him.. He asked me .." So Emman, Whats life?? "I pondered about it... and today ... i had just came out with my close to perfect theory about life :) From Birth to Death...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a Battle dome.. I mean we have always been battling for things and so on... In fact even before we were born .. the battle had began... Let me tell you more... Pls read on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your dad body.. you with the rest of the million sperm cells were fighting to get into the egg... ( mum Womb) and guess what .. you battled and you won... thats why you are on earth and the rest of the millions are still swimming in the body...&lt;br /&gt;When we were borned.. we battled to live.. Grasping for the first breath... and fighting against virus ,illness... When we grow older.. we battled against time to study for exams and so on...&lt;br /&gt;Then when you reaches 20 .. You will battle with the rest of the same age group ppl to get a job... Once you get the job, you will battle for promotions and so on... Then your pay comes... You will battle to survive with the cash after paying off your bills and so on...&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the middle age stage... Battle against losing jobs ... retrenchment.... illness...battle to keep fit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then When you are old... you are dying...Then you will battle against death and try to survive... eventually you will lose out in this battle dome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think of my theory ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;br /&gt;10/10/05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112893558022116504?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112893558022116504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112893558022116504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112893558022116504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112893558022116504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-view-on-our-birth-to-death.html' title='my view on our birth to death'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112868231555714173</id><published>2005-10-07T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:01:04.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>china ppl china habits???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE0600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;( Me and my drum )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thank you those who have been viewing my blog and hope you will continue to view my blog...Well... today i shall comment on China People who are in Singapore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hey .. i have nothing against them .. really i have nothing against them.. i mean i wont hold SAR, Bird Flu Pig virus against them.. I wont even comment on the rotting apples that they tried to sell by painting them red and so on.... Apart from all that.. they are nice people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So what is wrong with the Mainlander in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Singapore...? OK OK ... i understand that they used to be in a big country..with lots of provinces...well HELLO !!!! This is Singapore.. a small little dot on the map that have to zoom up to 125 times to be seen.... DO YOU HAVE TO SHOUT WHEN YOU TALK TO EACH OTHER ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Two days back . I was in the Bus ... a mainlander was sitting behind me... when the phone rang.. i was like " OH GOD SAVE ME...!!!" why say that ? Simple.. the next thing is that he started to talk on the phone like he is miles away from his frd.. he is like wanting the whole damn bus to know what he was talking about .. and the best thing is .. his accent.... HELL .. no one know what he was talking about....Spare me my misery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today , in the Train .. a mainlander.. a lady this time... a beautiful one... was talking on the phone... again.. she was rising her voice.. But the best thing is .. she cover her mouth and rise her voice... very ironic huh ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dont they know that no matter how loud or soft they talk... their message will be sent to their frd?? Gosh .. is this the meaning or the way of making a long distance call???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i wonder.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;7/10/2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112868231555714173?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112868231555714173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112868231555714173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112868231555714173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112868231555714173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/china-ppl-china-habits.html' title='china ppl china habits???'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112835687472920284</id><published>2005-10-04T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:49:34.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Sat ... a very sad event happened yet again ... Just because of some foolish people with their foolish belief , people got hurt again .. I mean the Bali Bombing this time round had kinda hit me ... Kinda knock some sense into my belief in life..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, Life is all but a destiny... Everything that ever happened is All in God's Plan .. all these attacks.. I totally condemn them ... but what can i learn from it ? Out of the blue , i felt more mellow... i mean ... think about it, life is short.. this moment , you can be having fun, running around, eating... etc.. Next min... your body is being blown away... How scary does that felt? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I  have since remind myself to be humble.. not to argue much with people... Give and take... take new things.. i mean you should live your life to the fullest and in the most postitive way possible so what for get upset..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was reading the straits time and this guy from indonesia was saying ... at the end of the day .. the locals are hurt... true... but i guess some ppl just dont get it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Innocents being killed... anywhere in the world... When will this end ? The answer is simple... when your , or mine journey ends...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For those who died in this blast ... MAY YOU REST IN PEACE...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those Bombers... MAY YOU REST IN PIECES....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;emmanuel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112835687472920284?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112835687472920284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112835687472920284' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112835687472920284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112835687472920284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112766231759830722</id><published>2005-09-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:02:26.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we start to have doubts on God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/cross%20salvation%20heaven1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/cross%20salvation%20heaven1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We all have questions about suffering. It might be disease, illness or injury. It could be unkind words or getting passed over for that promotion. It might be a fire, earthquake or hurricane. We can rarely change our circumstances. We need perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;Many people turn to the paranormal for answers. Others look into deep space. Programs like the "X-Files" and movies like "Independence Day" are big hits. There is a better source of help: the Bible. It may not give us all the answers we want but it gives us the advice we need. For example, 1 Peter 2:19 tells us, "This finds favor, if for the sake of conscience toward God a man bears up under sorrow when suffering unjustly." We don't find the answer to unjust suffering here. We do find some direction in handling it.&lt;br /&gt;God knows all about unjust suffering. His Son, Jesus Christ, was unjustly sentenced to die on a cross. The trial was rigged. Jesus was condemned on the basis of false testimony. God exhorts us to "bear up under sorrow when suffering unjustly." How can we do this? God promises that His grace and favor will be upon us in such circumstances. God's strength is no small thing in the midst of sorrow and unjust suffering. He promises, "My grace is sufficient for you" (2 Corinthians 12:9).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isnt this true ?? well.. God created us in his way .. well being in this world itself... we have no choice but to remind ourselves that we are champions... i mean think about it... in the body , there are millions of sperm cells and we emerged out as champion to be born into this world.. So when we feel weak , we should always remind ourselves that...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its true.. i am feeling tired now, Weak... and so on .. but i have to keep myself focus with the two rules abt being a christian.. I mean .. i came out with this theory and i think its logical...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) God do all things for a purpose .... a reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) when you are in doubt.. Refer to rule number 1 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gosh ... all i need now is God to talk to me... thru dream, thru words thru anyway .... I guess he did by appearing in the small passage aboved...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i shall end this blog with this song BREATHE by Michael W smith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you are down , in need.. cry out to the Lord...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the air I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the air I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your holy presence living in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my daily bread&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my daily bread&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your very word spoken to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I I'm desperate for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I I'm I'm lost without you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the air I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the air I breathe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your holy presence living in me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my daily bread&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is my daily bread&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;your very word spoken to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm, I'm desperate for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm, I'm lost without you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm desperate for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm, I'm lost without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lost without you. I'm lost without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm desperate for you. (Cry out to live)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm desperate for you.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lost, I'm lost, I'm lost without you.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lost without youI'm desperate for you(pianospill)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(How many of you are hungry for God?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I want more of them. who wants to .. to open up?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amen ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emmanuel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;26/9/05&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/9083768-112766231759830722?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112766231759830722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112766231759830722' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112766231759830722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112766231759830722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-we-start-to-have-doubts-on-god.html' title='When we start to have doubts on God'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112676030695972650</id><published>2005-09-15T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:59:20.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watch what we write.. we are being watched???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE0589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man ... was i shocked when the two guys got arrested for racist remarks on blog... I was saying ... Hey emman .. you better get ready 10000 dollars if you want to write anything sensitive ... ha ha .. hence i decided to stick to all my nonsense... my views and life... Something general... just to cover my own arse.. ha ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what should i touch on today ...Lesbians n Gays ?? i think i should ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well being brought up in a normal family i am kinda anti homos... especially Gays... GOSH HOW CAN TWO GUYS KISS EACH OTHER... PUKE!!! Until recently, my oldest sister become a lesbian herself.. I am in the coaching industry and alot of my colleagues ( actually ex colleagues because they had left ) are lesbians ( butches) Sometime i wonder ... what lead them into this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my own point of view....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;natural ( hormos)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bad childhood ( got abused ?) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bad experience ( got ditched by guy and hence cant trust guy anymore )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peer pressure ( gals sch ?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well , if it is natural.. then no one can say anything , i mean i believe these ladies wants to be ladies too but they cant really be one... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bad child hood... well i remember a few yrs back . an asshole ( i hope he is dead ) went to the sch i am teaching at and molested 20 girls( pri 1) Those poor gals will surely have a scar in them forever... if they cant trust a guy anymore due to fear.. who can blame them ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got ditched by Guy.. Boyfriend two timing.. i mean if this happen ... how the hell you expect the gal to trust any guys from there on...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly .. peer pressure... Hell if you dump me in a prison for years i guess guys will be screwing guys... aint i right ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sis is a good example... In fact although i show that i dont care about her... I still do love her....afterall she is my sis... When she had a broken marriage.... who was the first person that was there for her? A fellow gal.. through time.. they get together and become one... Put it this way ... she was looking for a shoulder to lean on ... and a gal shoulder was there for her instead... Who can blame her then ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there was this person that i knew.. she is a butch ... and one day she went to the toilet... and when she was out of the toilet .. she was being questioned... WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOIN IN A GAL TOILET... Now.. ask yourself this... should this gal be happy or sad ?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My view... BOTH ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Because being a butch .. disguise as a guy ... Well congras .. you did it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sad.... You are still a gal and no one believe you ... Reality check ... its cruel , brutal yet true...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyone wonder then how this lesbians or gays gets to have babies ?/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I came out with this theory ... all the butches should go for the transvestite... hence when they have a baby , the butch will be the father , the trans will be the mom ??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Logical right ??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Conclusion... Be it les, gays , normal ppl .. i guess all of us have our own view abt things and our own reasons.... who are we to judge ???...Well Live life to the fullest ... You only have this chance to live once :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Like What my Bro Kelvin David said... Find something to do in life and live it to the fullest ... ( he is suffering from cancer and he is very positive still ... am i proud of him )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;emman ... peace!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112676030695972650?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112676030695972650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112676030695972650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112676030695972650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112676030695972650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/09/watch-what-we-write-we-are-being.html' title='watch what we write.. we are being watched???'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112559423032451182</id><published>2005-09-02T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T01:03:50.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny incident 01/09/2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/giantmargarita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/giantmargarita.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... here i am again .. telling or sharing .. whichever way you put it... some things that happen to me ...In fact whatever that i want to tell you happened TODAY .... Just hrs back ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i was at concourse this morning with Jinder ( one of my best bro) . We went there to purchase items for the upcoming camps.... and we came across this toy rat and the auntie in the shop insist to give it to us as a gift.. The rat looks real... soft like gel and sticky .. Jinder and i know that we are going to have some fun with it .. wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got everything that we wanted and made our way back to the office ... while walking back to the office, i decided to place the rat on my hand and a few people saw the "rat " on my hand and they quickly shunned me because they tot it was a real rat ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to office.. showed a few colleagues .. we had fun with it and hence Jinder and i decided to bring it along for our dinner... We were having dinner at Brewerz ( a place with great beer) and i placed "the rat" on the table.. and true enough , people surround us were all staring at us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner.. we decided to go to Cafe ignuana for a drink .. we were there for an hr of so ... while we were there.. Jinder order a macho margarita.. it is about 3 times bigger than a normal margarita .. ( look at the inset above... ) freaking cool shit..Then came the funny incident...Jinder and i were messing with the rat ... i was pulling the tail while he was holding onto the body ... we were attempting to stretch it .. and guess what ... out of the blue.. we both let go of the rat by accident and it dropped into a lady black handbag...We couldnt get it out... so we quickly asked for the bill and left the place.. Now , can you imagine what will happen to the lady if she pull out the rat from her place in the rear future...??? Scream? faint ?? ha ah ... no ones know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112559423032451182?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112559423032451182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112559423032451182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112559423032451182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112559423032451182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/09/funny-incident-01092005.html' title='funny incident 01/09/2005'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112494549219470232</id><published>2005-08-25T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T23:01:08.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is life ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been a few days since i last noted something into my blog... and i decided to share with people my point of view about life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always believe and till now i still do that i dont need insurance.. why so ? God send me to this world... as a little life with hardly enough air to breathe... I was clothed with Skin thats all..thats my suit.. tats my skin..thats me..and thats the first ever suit that i will wear..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I come empty handed ... i leave empty handed.. Imagine... just imagine... insurance, will , wealth , fortune.. when you are gone.. ur family will not be upset over your death but over how much they got from you ...i seen it so many times... ( when my grand dad pass away , when my grandma pass away) Worst thing is when YOU ARE STILL ALIVE ... and your children are already fighting over your will... Have you ever wonder... what if you are just a poor old man or old lady ... what will happen to you ... Chances of you staying out  picking leftover food and begging for money is very high ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since young i always believe that i am fortune to have God's blessing... why so .. if you readed the last blog , you will know that i almost died when i was born...when i was about 20, i was working as a packer for Sony electronic  at  Tuas... i remembered very clearly that it was after work and i was so tired that when i was crossing the road at about 550pm ...i fall flat on the road and couldnt even move... it was peak hour and can you believe that THERE WASNT ANY VEHICLES AT ALL.. one guy grabbed me and help me across the road...I think without God and his guidance angels .. i wont be here..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After saying all these.. so whats life about... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simple theory... when you are born.. you will be waiting to face death.. thats how i feel ....Life is short my frds... live life to the fullest ... All good things comes to an end too.. treasure it while it last .. if you want to learn or try on something.. try it... because you never know when you will be taken away from this planet...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just my tots...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emmanuel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112494549219470232?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112494549219470232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112494549219470232' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112494549219470232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112494549219470232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-is-life.html' title='What is life ???'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112443276062492929</id><published>2005-08-19T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:37:51.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0562.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="123" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE0562.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haha, i had received comments that i should write more about myself so .. here we go ... I was born in 1978 ....4th of July( ID day of my adopted country, in case you dont know.. its USA independent day) Lunch time i think... I remember my mum telling me that i was so greedy that i refused to pop out from her tummy till it was lunch time.. haha .. I remember that my mum told me i almost died in her tummy because of lack of air.. when i was born, i was totally black.. and was put in an high dependency ward cos i need oxygen.. Thk God i made it here today i guess.... hehe I was from the city area.. unlike all my siblings( two elder sis) stayed in outram park for 7 yrs of my life before i shifted to the west.. Studied in Pearl hill sch( the sch was 8 storeys high and i was amazed that it has two lifts and lifts operator) I remembered very clearly when i was transfered from Pearl hill to Bukit View.. i was like.. " Hey .. whats going on.. why must i shifting again, gosh.. feels like a bloody ball being kick abt..."&lt;br /&gt;Unlike kids in the sch i am facing with nowadays ... i remember damn clearly that we have no right to say no in any circumstances.. i remember my parents will encourage my teachers to cane me and even buy them canes... nowadays... being a coach myself... i witness teachers facing problem disciplining the kids cause it seems like the world is being run by kids nowadays.. any thing happen, you will get fired, sued, suspended..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to my childhood days.. i remember i was just like any other kids... in fact i always thought i am special.. I remember once i fell from the monkey bar and hit my head against a brick which happened to be there.. well, guess what... the brick was smashed to pieces and i didnt even get hurt.. God has been good to me ... God.. yes .. God... if you read on .. you will find that the way i chooses to be a christian than other religions....haha..&lt;br /&gt;I remember very clearly that one day my mum asked me to pick one religion.. and i told her i wanted both buddhist and chirstianity... because i get to have lots of food... and then she told me... cant because they will fight against each other..When she told me that, i started imagining Jesus fighting against Godness of Mercy.. LOL.... i ended chosing christianity cause got more sweets.. ahaha... told you guys i am always greedy...&lt;br /&gt;those were my native time.... anyway i will tell you guys more about my life in chapter two ....&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned to know about the fight and so on ... whaha&lt;br /&gt;emman the man&lt;br /&gt;God bless ya ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/9083768-112443276062492929?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112443276062492929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112443276062492929' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112443276062492929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112443276062492929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-life.html' title='my life'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112421339831675558</id><published>2005-08-17T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:37:17.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirty minded principal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;This is a funny joke about johnny, his teacher and the principal.. check it out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;A first-grade teacher, Ms Brooks was having trouble with one of her students. The teacher asked, "Johnny what is your problem?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny answered, "I'm too smart for the first Grade. My sister is in the third grade and I'm smarter than she is ! I think I should be in the third-grade too!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks had enough. She took Johnny to the principal's office. While Johnny waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms Brooks he would give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the first grade and behave. She agreed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test. Principal: "What is 3 x 3?" Johnny: "9". Principal: "What is 6 x 6?" Johnny: "36". And so it went with every question the principal thought a third-grade should know. The principal looks at Ms Brooks and tells her,"I think Johnny can go to the third-grade." Ms Brooks says to the principal, "Let me ask him some questions?" The principal and Johnny both agree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks asks: "What does a cow have four of that I have only two of? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny:, after a moment, "Legs." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny: "Pockets."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks: What starts with a C and ends with a T is hairy, oval, and delicious and contains thin whitish liquid? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny: Coconut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks: What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky? The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer, but Johnny was taking charge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny: Bubblegum &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks: What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs? The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny: Shake hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks: Now I will ask some "Who am I" sort of questions, okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks: You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up. I get wet before you do. Johnny: Tent. Ms Brooks: A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored. The best man always has me first. The Principal was looking restless and a bit tense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny: Wedding Ring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks: I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When you blow me, you feel good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny: Nose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks: I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a quiver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny: Arrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Ms Brooks: What word starts with 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot of heat and excitement? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;Johnny: Fire truck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#996633;"&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and said to the teacher, "Send Johnny to University, I got the last ten questions wrong myself!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=center"&gt;&lt;font size="1" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webhostingcounter.com/"&gt;web site hosting count:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;var data, p;&lt;br /&gt;var agt=navigator.userAgent.toLowerCase();&lt;br /&gt;p='http';&lt;br /&gt;if((location.href.substr(0,6)=='https:')||(location.href.substr(0,6)=='HTTPS:')) {p='https';}&lt;br /&gt;data = '&amp;r=' + escape(document.referrer) + '&amp;n=' + escape(navigator.userAgent) + '&amp;p=' + escape(navigator.userAgent) + '&amp;g=' + escape(document.location.href);&lt;br /&gt;if(navigator.userAgent.substring(0,1)&gt;'3') {data = data + '&amp;sd=' + screen.colorDepth + '&amp;sw=' + escape(screen.width+ 'x'+screen.height)};document.write('&lt;a href="http://www.webhostingcounter.com" target="_blank" &gt;');&lt;br /&gt;document.write('&lt;img border=0 hspace=0 '+'vspace=0 src="http://www.webhostingcounter.com/counter.php?i=1306' + data + '"&gt;');&lt;br /&gt;document.write('&lt;/a&gt;');&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112421339831675558?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112421339831675558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112421339831675558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112421339831675558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112421339831675558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/dirty-minded-principal.html' title='dirty minded principal'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112404091712604703</id><published>2005-08-15T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T01:35:17.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wigan Athletic Fc ... Kudos to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/0,,10429~11334,00.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/0%2C%2C10429%7E11334%2C00.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/0,,10429~11334,00.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just finished watching a match between Wigan Athletic Fc and Chelsea... Man ... i must say the team from Wigan really earn my respect... I mean, who would have thought Wigan , a newly promoted side would had held Chelsea until injury time before Crespo scored the winner ( 90+3 mins) I mean .. Wigan Fc, last year , at this time, they were fighting their way up , battling with 21 other teams to clinch a place in EPL ...When they were promoted... People were laughing.. haha , Wigan is going down ... I was one of those fools that laugh at them ... MAN !!! Was i wrong or what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a real team being built by mostly formed by unknown players and they are really keen to prove a point..and in fact they did it...i mean Chelsea , a 100- 200 million dollars team was really struggling against a team who is valued at 3 million in all... Put it this way ... team Wigan = half of a Chelsea reserve player ? But they have proved that who needs a multimillion team... Those lads played their heart out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Zeeuw, A reject from Portsmouth, Camara from southhampton and Henchoz ( reject from liverpool) They were all out to prove their worth for this club who believe in them and they did more than that .. i believe after today , Wigan will be a team that people will talk about... So what if they had lost.. but they fought till the end and almost won...Even Jose ( chelsea coach) Claim that Wigan should not have lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ..Wigan... I totally am proud of you guys and i believe if you continue to prove your worth, we will see you again next year in EPL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion.... i only have one thing to add...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOTBALL IS A CRUEL GAME....( Wigan defended till the very end and just before the ref blowed the whistle... Crespo scored... OUCH )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wigan ... YOU HAVE LOST.. But you earn respect and you can lift your head up high....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUDOS WIGAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112404091712604703?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.wiganlatics.premiumtv.co.uk/page/Home/0,,10429,00.html' title='Wigan Athletic Fc ... 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Kudos to you'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112403522384474487</id><published>2005-08-14T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:45:51.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that i observe...</title><content type='html'>Well... I believe anyone in Singapore will ever bump into people who happened to be standing behind you in a foodcourt, Mrt, Stairs, escalator... Well i honestly have bump into incidents like this.. and i am quite fed up over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it this way, in any other country, i believe the people there will say 'excuse me', 'pardon me ' or 'coming thru' ... then you will of cos obliged to give way to that person. Well in Singapore...out of the 10 times or more in my entire 27 yrs so far... never have i witness people saying "excuse me " when they want to walk past you in anywhere... that is if you are blocking their way ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will stand behind you ...( if they are in a foodcourt with food) They will just stand behind you and expect you to shift one side for them.. WHAT THE HELL ?? I mean ... HEY MAN... i am not a sliding door and i have no freaking sensor on my ass or neck to activate me to move aside for you automatically... You know whats the worst thing... when they walk past you , they will freaking stare at you or give you a glance that says:" Damn ...ITS YOUR FAULT!!!" &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 101px" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE0542.jpg" width="166" 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;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;see this pic.. haha stands for them i guess.. whaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( people who are rude) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so difficult about saying excuse me...? The problem with people nowadays is that they always thinks that everyone owes them a living which i totally disagreed... i believe all it takes is someone to ask nicely and the person who is blocking you will gladly shift away for you ..Aint i right ?? This people should jolly well wake up their freaking ideas or someone should just knock some sense into them.. Hahah.. i still remember there was once where a guy who holding a tray filled with food.. Some hot plate meat thingy... i understand that its hot.. but i didnt know that he was behind me all along... so he eventually got past me .. stared at me ... and i shouted.. " OEI DONT KNOW HOW TO OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND SAY EXCUSE ME AH !!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people should voice their thoughts and speak up !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was just my point of view.. because honestly i dont see it happening elsewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh .. wish i am somewhere else in the states.... the land of the free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. this was just another view of the Great One ... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emman the Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stay tuned.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emmanuel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112403522384474487?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112403522384474487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112403522384474487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112403522384474487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112403522384474487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/things-that-i-observe.html' title='Things that i observe...'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112377880870643394</id><published>2005-08-12T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T12:29:50.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a freaking funny letter... enjoy it.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE05402.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE05402.JPG" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A letter from a Kaur to a Singh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear Jagjit, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well there. I'm writing this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read fast. We are not living where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen 20 miles from home, so we moved 20 miles. I am not able to send the address, as the last Sardar who stayed here took the house numbers with them for their new house so they would not have to change their address. Hopefully by next week we will be able to take our earlier address plate here, and that our address will remain same too. This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine, situated right above the toilet. But I'm not sure it works too well. Last week I put in 3 shirts, pulled the chain, and haven't seen them since. The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week. The first time it rained for 3 days and second time for 4 days. The coat you wanted me to send you, your Aunt said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with all the metal buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pocket. Your father has another job. He has 500 men under him. He is cutting the grass at the cemetery. By the way, I took Bahu to our club's poolside. The manager is Badmash. He told her that two piece swimming suit is not allowed in his club. We were confused as to which piece we should remove? Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found out whether it is a girl or a boy, so I don't know whether you are an Aunt or Uncle. Your uncle, Jetinder fell in the nearby well. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off bravely and drowned. We cremated him and he burned for three days. Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more. He died trying to fulfill his father's last wishes. His father had wished to be buried in the sea after he died. And your friend died while in the process of digging a grave for his father. There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has happened. Love, Mom. P.S I was going to send you some money but by the time I realized, I had already sealed off this letter.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rob&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for more funny stuff.... go to this link :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crapville.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;http://www.crapville.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112377880870643394?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112377880870643394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112377880870643394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112377880870643394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112377880870643394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-freaking-funny-letter-enjoy-it.html' title='this is a freaking funny letter... enjoy it.. :)'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112369610458266554</id><published>2005-08-11T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:41:07.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my take on full circle ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE05401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE05401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0529.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                                     My WWE BELTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE0529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE0529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                            THE CHAMP IS HERE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE05391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE05391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GREATEST CHAMP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE05341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE05341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; YOU WANT THIS BELT??? COME GET IT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/FILE05381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/FILE05381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AKA THE ROCK ( THE PPL CHAMP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its me again... the TV Critic... wahahah , well i was watching Full circle last night and cant help laughing at it...Why so ?? let me tell you why ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the whole show was about the true story about two twin sisters being separated since birth and one was adopted by a chinese family while the other was by a malay couple..&lt;br /&gt;The show progress on and the twin who was brought up in a malay family found out about her sister and she insisted on finding her... Well GOOD FOR HER&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; But you guys knows wat was the dumbest thing she did....Actually her daughter did it .. not her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her daughter put up an ad in the Bertia Harian( malay newpaper) to look for her chinese auntie..&lt;br /&gt;EXCUSE ME.. BUT THE AUNTIE IS A CHINESE... so she will not buy malay paper lor...wahahahhaa. The best part was her daughter actually made a statement saying ( i quote;" I put up an ad in Bertia harian for a few months but was in vain and i decided to switch to put up an ad in the Chinese paper instead..." )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DUMB CAN SHE BE... wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , it wasnt a show worth watching....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shalom....&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmanuel &lt;/strong&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/9083768-112369610458266554?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112369610458266554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112369610458266554' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112369610458266554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112369610458266554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-take-on-full-circle.html' title='my take on full circle ...'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112367202793966953</id><published>2005-08-10T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:47:02.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSH , A SPECIAL DOG OF MINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PHTO0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/PHTO0010.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, together with Diona's parents , i brought Bush ( my dog as you can see... from the left) to East Coast for a run...&lt;br /&gt;While he was there.. he met up with Prince( Diona's Sis Puppy) I  guess dogs do have feeling and sometime feel jealous too because what happen next is totally unbelievable... whahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a run, Bush wanted to drink some water.. and as we were giving him our attention and letting him have a go at the ice cold water, Prince tag along and drank from Bush's Bottle container too.. I guess Bush was upset.. he walked off quietly and just as when everyone attention was on Prince... Bush made a Dash to his container and purposely Pee into it... wahahah.. this way , Both Prince and Bush wont get to drink the water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/06-26-04_1725110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" height="78" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/06-26-04_1725110.jpg" width="246" 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;No doubt he might be a dog, Bush is my Very Own street smart dog ... and i am proud of him !! well done Boy !!! hahah !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/1600/PHTO0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="209" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5830/646/320/PHTO0009.jpg" width="218" 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/9083768-112367202793966953?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112367202793966953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112367202793966953' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112367202793966953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112367202793966953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/bush-special-dog-of-mine.html' title='BUSH , A SPECIAL DOG OF MINE'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112366978407758271</id><published>2005-08-10T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:29:44.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/71/7294/640/09-15-04_1745040.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #006600; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/71/7294/320/09-15-04_1745040.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me... aka .. brian may ??? whahaha a. just me before a skit performance&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112366978407758271?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112366978407758271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112366978407758271' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112366978407758271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112366978407758271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112366928969261766</id><published>2005-08-10T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:21:29.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/71/7294/640/test%201_Untitled_Page1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/71/7294/320/test%201_Untitled_Page1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its me..... just my very own collection&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112366928969261766?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112366928969261766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112366928969261766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112366928969261766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112366928969261766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9083768.post-112366762516090397</id><published>2005-08-10T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T00:20:43.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my post NDP comments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/1410/1600/FILE05082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/1410/320/FILE05081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/1410/1600/FILE05072.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="146" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/1410/320/FILE05071.JPG" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, here we are... August 9th 2005... what do we have... hmmm.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the usual...NDP....Well .. this year is different...SO THEY SAID ..." we have the event being held concurrently at 5 different venues.. Padang, Marina, Jurong, Yishun and Tampines.".. WOW !!! isnt it exciting??? HONESTLY , in my heart , i think it was a flop...Why so ? well, firstly, the whole telecast thingy was lagging... i mean when the singers were singing, haha their voice appeared on my tv speakers before i can see their mouth opening... that was sucky... Secondly, the wave... well kudos to Gurmit and Adrian pang for trying to get those "hardcore" singaporean ( yeah right) going.... but at Yishun , Tampines and Jurong, none of the artists or celebs were really trying to get the crowds going... i mean E.G. Chow Chu Meng... He seems so Dead.... Mark Lee was just playing a fool... They sucks...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Guess what i witnessed after that ..... when the wave started from Padang, all were fine... until it reaches Tampines... HAHAHAHH the crowds there literally waved at the camera.... (HELLO PPL !!!! WE ARE SUPPOSE TO BE DOING THE KALLANG WAVE OR THE SINGAPORE WAVE!!!! NOT LITERALLY TAKE YOUR FLAG AND WAVE AT THE CAMERA!!! DUH !!!!) Thirdly... Sharon Au... a bimbo without boobs or a blonde who is not having blonde hair... CAN SOMEONE TELL HER THAT HER BLOODY MIC IS ON AND SHE DONT HAVE TO SHOUT TO THE MIC ?? GOSH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;The parade started... and first thing i see... the cadets group march in ... wahah wrong footing... sigh....!!! anyway i didnt bother to watch the rest of the parade because i was turn off by Sharon Au YELLING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;But after the whole thing... i started to ponder... hmmmm what was the main reason for the ndp to be held at different venues?? I began to link terrorism to it... i mean this is just a thought... think about it... if a terrorist is to bomb the padang... or marina... At least not all of the ministers will be hurt... do you agree??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;JUST A THOUGHT&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Anyway i should end here by saying... watch out bloggers.. cause there will be more of my comments and jokes to come....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;peace....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;GOD BLESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Emmanuel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2306/1410/1600/FILE05072.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9083768-112366762516090397?l=emmanuellife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/feeds/112366762516090397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9083768&amp;postID=112366762516090397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112366762516090397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9083768/posts/default/112366762516090397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanuellife.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-post-ndp-comments.html' title='my post NDP comments'/><author><name>The Great Eman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QZbk2gbFb8Q/R-T4dZOS2WI/AAAAAAAAACU/jywHBKFYJ00/S220/IMG_5784.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
