<?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-2504504014201389903</id><updated>2011-06-10T10:57:46.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life.. His way..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>El@ine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01839252838998085247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2504504014201389903.post-557164518523585545</id><published>2009-03-21T01:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:42:57.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll be going to Batam in less than 12 hrs time.. Suppose to go to sleep, but my habit of sleeping late kicks in again.. Haha..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited, first time going to Batam. I don't know what to expect, what to see. It's also the first time I'm traveling with my best friend Gen.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I better get some sleep.. I want to go there with my energy fully charged!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja dewa mata mina-san!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2504504014201389903-557164518523585545?l=keelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/feeds/557164518523585545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-be-going-to-batam-in-less-than-12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/557164518523585545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/557164518523585545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-be-going-to-batam-in-less-than-12.html' title=''/><author><name>El@ine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01839252838998085247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2504504014201389903.post-3085512713408761484</id><published>2009-03-16T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T01:52:54.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nakanaide Elaine..&lt;div&gt;Kono Baka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2504504014201389903-3085512713408761484?l=keelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/feeds/3085512713408761484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/nakanaide-elaine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/3085512713408761484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/3085512713408761484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/nakanaide-elaine.html' title=''/><author><name>El@ine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01839252838998085247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2504504014201389903.post-5586914053535814134</id><published>2009-03-11T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T02:37:57.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two new things that I'm learning this year.. &lt;div&gt;1) Japanese language&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Hip Hop dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My interest in japanese language grew when I started watch japanese anime. As I watch, I'm able to pick up the words that they are saying. It even come to a point where I start speaking to my guinea pig in japanese sometimes. For example, saying good night in japanese (oyasumi). I bought myself a japanese language book as well as sign up free to a website that teaches you basic japanese. I can't make a full sentence in japanese yet but speaking japanese fluently is my goal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To keep myself occupy and to exercise, I decided to sign up for hip hop classes with Gen.  It's something new to me because I have no knowledge of dancing except for a short line dance which I did during student orientation camp in poly in which I lead the students to dance. Something scary happened on the day when I sign up for the class. I was clearing my phone book and was deleting some contacts and one of them was a dance instructor contacts which was send to me by a colleague.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the dance studio, I was introduced to the dance instructor who will be teaching. And guess what, it was the dance instructor whose contact was deleted by me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shocked o.o.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited to be learning two skills which I've never thought of learning.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2504504014201389903-5586914053535814134?l=keelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/feeds/5586914053535814134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-new-things-that-im-learning-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/5586914053535814134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/5586914053535814134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-new-things-that-im-learning-this.html' title=''/><author><name>El@ine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01839252838998085247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2504504014201389903.post-4653094350973215500</id><published>2009-03-11T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:56:02.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made a prayer recently to ask God to use me to love others.. and in a special yet heart warming way, He answered my prayer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half an hour before knocking off from work, I was informed by a member that a boy got burned by hot water when a cup noodles spilled on his feet. I quickly went out to assess the situation. (The boy's name is rather cute -&gt; Yi Zhi Fan (YZF) is his name and he came from China.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was bad. Both his feet were turning "angry-red" and blisters were starting to form. Ice cold water brought by one of the boys was slowly pour onto burned area. I can only imagine the pain poor YZF was feeling, seeing how he struggle from screaming out. The burned area was quickly dapped dry with tissue and vaseline was applied on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went back into the centre and sat down. Looking through the internet and the first aid kit, I was thinking what else can I do for the boy. I wasn't feeling quite right to just leave the YZF like this. That was when I decided to bring YZF to a nearby clinic to see the doctor. I asked 2 of his friends to bring YZF into the clinic to register and wait for his turn while I went back to the centre and locked the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doctor informed us that YZF suffered from a second-degree burn. The pain has became unbearable for YZF, seeing how tight he squeezed his friends' hands and arm and the constant flow of tears. A painkiller injection was administered to relieve the pain and the doctor prescribed antibiotics, a medicine for swelling and inflammation and a disinfection liquid for YZF. Back to the centre, following the doctor's instruction, I soak YZF's feet in a big bowl of ice cold water for around 15 min. At the end of the 15 min, the angry-red looking skin was tone down to pinkish burned skin. It was a good sign. YZF had also stop crying from the pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unable to walk home, I send YZF home together with his friends in a cab. It was lucky that he only need to climb one flight of stairs. I was invited into his house by his grandmother. Having after explaining the situation and directions for feeding the medication, I was ask to accept a sum of money by the grandmother for the medical fee and taxi fare. I insisted that it was not necessarily and did not took the money. However I did accept the offer of YZF's mom treating me to a meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's so heartwarming was seeing how YZF's friends staying by his side, helping him to bear his pain. They repeatedly ask YZF to squeeze their hands and arm to help relieve his pain, assuring YZF that they can take it, don't have to worry. They told YZF jokes and tells him that once he recovered, he can see the classmate that he likes in school =P. They even start planning out the days and who to visit YZF while he is resting in school. I almost cry seeing the pain YZF is going through and smile, seeing what great friends YZF has..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YZF is indeed blessed to have such great friends who will stay by his side when he is in pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The heartwarming feeling left me smiling all the way home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2504504014201389903-4653094350973215500?l=keelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/feeds/4653094350973215500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-made-prayer-recently-to-ask-god-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/4653094350973215500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/4653094350973215500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-made-prayer-recently-to-ask-god-to.html' title=''/><author><name>El@ine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01839252838998085247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2504504014201389903.post-1329781883743854596</id><published>2009-03-11T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T01:59:20.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A door may closed but a new door will open</title><content type='html'>To those who may not know.. I'm single right now.. Yup you have guess it right.. but I'm not going to say what happen.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm reviving my blog. It was also an advice from my church pastor to keep a journal. Dating down the days of your life and see how your life changes is something that is interesting. Everyday is different, you meet different people and experience different challenges and events. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore welcome to my little blog, as you read and watch my journey in my life.. together with Him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2504504014201389903-1329781883743854596?l=keelaine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/feeds/1329781883743854596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/door-may-closed-but-new-door-will-open.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/1329781883743854596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2504504014201389903/posts/default/1329781883743854596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keelaine.blogspot.com/2009/03/door-may-closed-but-new-door-will-open.html' title='A door may closed but a new door will open'/><author><name>El@ine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01839252838998085247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
