<?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-7794140039689813547</id><updated>2011-12-14T18:45:09.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ReBorneD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794140039689813547.post-27003577329869987</id><published>2010-09-26T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T19:07:29.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Journey</title><content type='html'>One day you finally knew&lt;br /&gt;what you had to do, and began,&lt;br /&gt;through the voices around you kept shouting&lt;br /&gt;their bad advice --&lt;br /&gt;though the whole house began to tremble&lt;br /&gt;and you felt the old tug at your ankles.&lt;br /&gt;"Mend my life!"&lt;br /&gt;each voice cried.&lt;br /&gt;But you didnt stop.&lt;br /&gt;You knew what you had to do,&lt;br /&gt;though the wind pried&lt;br /&gt;with its stiff fingers&lt;br /&gt;at the very foundations,&lt;br /&gt;though their melancholy&lt;br /&gt;was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;It was already late&lt;br /&gt;enough, and a wild night,&lt;br /&gt;and the road full of fallen&lt;br /&gt;branches and stones.&lt;br /&gt;But little by little,&lt;br /&gt;as you left their voices behind,&lt;br /&gt;the stars began to burn&lt;br /&gt;through the sheets of clouds,&lt;br /&gt;and there was a new voice&lt;br /&gt;which you slowly&lt;br /&gt;recognizes as your own,&lt;br /&gt;that kept you company&lt;br /&gt;as your strode deeper and deeper&lt;br /&gt;into the world,&lt;br /&gt;determined to do&lt;br /&gt;the only thing you could do --&lt;br /&gt;determined to save&lt;br /&gt;the only life you could save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARY OLIVER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-27003577329869987?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/27003577329869987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=27003577329869987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/27003577329869987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/27003577329869987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2010/09/journey.html' title='The Journey'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4433306290066452323</id><published>2009-06-06T22:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T22:57:40.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Well it's what you don't do first. You don't trade just because you can. Just because you can trade shares or CFDs from your kitchen doesn't mean you should. What you do do is educate yourself about what it really means to be a "trader".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately trading is a business activity. It is not glamorous. It is not exciting. It is methodical. It is a routine. It is boring. Fifty per cent of the game is handling risk, 40 per cent is discipline, nine per cent is vigilance and the rest is picking winners. You can't do it part time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trader is a title you will only gain through many losses and much experience, through constant effort and an appetite for education and while you elevate yourself from beginner to "trader" you have to try not to get wiped out. Something few achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means start small, start on paper even and meanwhile get educated. It means doing what the professionals do and learn how to put structure around risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trading is everything you have been told it is. Interesting, fulfilling and challenging. But it is not punting and it's not sexy or and it's not glamorous. It is business. Learn how to do it. Don't just do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus Padley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4433306290066452323?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4433306290066452323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4433306290066452323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4433306290066452323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4433306290066452323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-its-what-you-dont-do-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5326823591724762861</id><published>2009-05-09T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T03:40:17.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where Do We Come From?&lt;br /&gt;What Are We?&lt;br /&gt;Where Are We Going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all want to be significant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5326823591724762861?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5326823591724762861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5326823591724762861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5326823591724762861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5326823591724762861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-do-we-come-from-what-are-we-where.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6149801119747243185</id><published>2009-03-01T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T05:04:31.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I rekon the worst part about being good at what you do is losing it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats why rock stars overdose on drugs.&lt;br /&gt;To immortalize their fame,&lt;br /&gt;To make them instant legends,&lt;br /&gt;To make them better that what they really were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Michael Jackson for example:&lt;br /&gt;If a few years ago, he overdosed on drugs, or killed himself, or even better, got shot by somebody.. (like some other celebs)&lt;br /&gt;He would immediately become legend and timeless.&lt;br /&gt;Foundations will immediately be started in his name.&lt;br /&gt;He would be praised for all his work and his contributions to society.&lt;br /&gt;But now, he is looked to as a guy who destroyed his nose, skin and touched young kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, to humans, it is okay to kill yourself,&lt;br /&gt;as long as it is before you lose your touch.&lt;br /&gt;as long as you do it when you were at your peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. not that i'm encouraging you to kill yourself.&lt;br /&gt;It was just a random thought that went tru my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6149801119747243185?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6149801119747243185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6149801119747243185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6149801119747243185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6149801119747243185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-rekon-worst-part-about-being-good-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6510538820679732612</id><published>2009-02-17T06:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:23:42.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think my skin got old 1 year ago haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6510538820679732612?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6510538820679732612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6510538820679732612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6510538820679732612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6510538820679732612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-think-my-skin-got-old-1-year-ago-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-8697015486696896978</id><published>2009-02-17T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T06:21:26.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>value</title><content type='html'>Value: &lt;br /&gt;Worth in usefulness or importance to the possessor; utility or merit&lt;br /&gt;An amount, as of goods, services, or money, considered to be a fair and suitable equivalent for something else; a fair price or return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything must have a value, how we define value might be different but everything has a value. It could be someone or something, it has a value. Think about your old dining table, your grandfather’s old rocking chair, your old computer or even your crappy old half broken rented house. It all has a value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we are humans, if you add that to the equation, value suddenly becomes not so straight forward. Because we are humans, once we have an emotional bond to the object or person, the value suddenly becomes priceless. If you add emotions to the equation, all the money in the world suddenly couldn’t buy something that is valued at 50 cents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions screw with our minds.&lt;br /&gt;Particularly one emotion of the many emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the wrong thing becomes the right, and the right becomes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Something completely normal becomes taboo, and something taboo becomes completely normal.&lt;br /&gt;You lose the ability to think rationally.&lt;br /&gt;The smallest thing in the world bugs you day and night.&lt;br /&gt;Things start to not make sense, things that make sense stop making sense.&lt;br /&gt;Lines get blurry and fuzzy, and you don’t know if you are still walking what you define as straight&lt;br /&gt;You all know what emotion i am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it, it makes me lose my cool, it makes me lose my focus, but at the same time, I wish to have the one thing that makes us humans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-8697015486696896978?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/8697015486696896978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=8697015486696896978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8697015486696896978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8697015486696896978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2009/02/value.html' title='value'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-498355477681889872</id><published>2009-01-18T09:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T09:45:18.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont say sorry tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;you might not have the time to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-498355477681889872?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/498355477681889872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=498355477681889872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/498355477681889872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/498355477681889872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-say-sorry-tomorrow-you-might-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1015405118583278306</id><published>2008-12-17T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:03:52.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We dont always get what we want.&lt;br /&gt;So we distract ourselves by focusing on what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want what you have&lt;br /&gt;not have what you want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-1015405118583278306?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1015405118583278306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1015405118583278306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1015405118583278306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1015405118583278306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-dont-always-get-what-we-want.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-439494949896626983</id><published>2008-12-14T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T08:35:29.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everybody has got regrets&lt;br /&gt;Wrong decisions made&lt;br /&gt;Wrong steps takes&lt;br /&gt;Wrong words said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I look back and think why they heck did i say that?&lt;br /&gt;Or why did i choose this instead of that?&lt;br /&gt;Or i should have done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF, IF we think about it, we might think that it would have made our lives that much different. for the better or worst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know, i guess what we did in the past determined who we are today, and i have to say it could have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, what more can i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;whats done is done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-439494949896626983?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/439494949896626983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=439494949896626983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/439494949896626983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/439494949896626983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/12/everybody-has-got-regrets-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6856303176334809339</id><published>2008-11-11T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T04:14:44.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Medicine is no joke lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6856303176334809339?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6856303176334809339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6856303176334809339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6856303176334809339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6856303176334809339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/11/medicine-is-no-joke-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1320017741242555492</id><published>2008-11-04T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:26:07.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"DeathBySound&lt;br /&gt;Music is a language spoken by many, understood by few.. &lt;br /&gt;In music, we find ourselves dying and being born again.. &lt;br /&gt;Like the notes that make music.. &lt;br /&gt;the old must die first before a new note can be given birth.. &lt;br /&gt;And so it is with us... &lt;br /&gt;In dying and rising again..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Wong&lt;br /&gt;http://deathbysound.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-1320017741242555492?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794140039689813547.post-7354915068542444517</id><published>2008-11-03T18:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:34:48.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AS WE VISIT.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember always that we are just visitors here, travellers passing through. &lt;br /&gt;Our stay here is but short and the moment of our departure unknown. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;None can live without toil and a craft that provides our needs is a blessing indeed. &lt;br /&gt;But if we toil without rest, fatigue and weariness will overtake us and we will be denied the joy that comes from labour's end. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Speak quietly and kindly and be not forward with either opinions or advice. &lt;br /&gt;If we talk much, this will make us deaf to what others say, and we should know that there are few so wise that they cannot learn from others. &lt;br /&gt;Be near when help is needed but far when praise and thanks are being offered. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Take small account of might, wealth and fame for they soon pass and are forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;Instead, nurture love and strive to be a friend to all. &lt;br /&gt;Truly, compassion is a balm for many wounds. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Treasure silence when we find it, and while being mindful of our duties, set time aside to be alone. &lt;br /&gt;Cast off pretence and self-deception and see ourself as we really are. &lt;br /&gt;Despite all appearances, no one is really evil. &lt;br /&gt;They are led astray by ignorance. &lt;br /&gt;If we ponder this truth often we will offer more light rather that blame and condemnation.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We, no less all beings, have the potential of goodness and perfection within. &lt;br /&gt;Our mind can be pure. &lt;br /&gt;Therefore, when defilements cause us to stumble and fall, let not remorse nor dark foreboding cast us down. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Be of good cheer and with this understanding summon strength and walk on. &lt;br /&gt;Faith is like a lamp, and wisdom it is that makes the light burn bright. &lt;br /&gt;Carry this light always and in good time the darkness will yield and we will abide in the light. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flower falls, &lt;br /&gt;even though we love it; &lt;br /&gt;and a weed grows, &lt;br /&gt;even though we do not love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7354915068542444517?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7354915068542444517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKk&lt;br /&gt;EXAMSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;MUCH&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;STUDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6485680574134240159?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6485680574134240159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6485680574134240159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6485680574134240159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6485680574134240159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/11/fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-9144969570095160308</id><published>2008-10-31T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:36:47.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more I shout &lt;br /&gt;The smaller I become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I fight&lt;br /&gt;The harder it becomes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I grow&lt;br /&gt;The bigger it becomes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I climb&lt;br /&gt;The steeper it becomes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no escaping this thing&lt;br /&gt;The only way is to probably live with it&lt;br /&gt;To always be happy one step behind it&lt;br /&gt;To use whatever resources we have&lt;br /&gt;To make the best out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We change ourselves&lt;br /&gt;because there is no way in hell we can change the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-9144969570095160308?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/9144969570095160308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=9144969570095160308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9144969570095160308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9144969570095160308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-i-shout-smaller-i-become-more-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5279819799968417633</id><published>2008-10-31T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T04:44:16.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The problem with growing up&lt;br /&gt;is that u have to know&lt;br /&gt;no matter how old you are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u'll never be grown up enough.&lt;br /&gt;There is always more to learn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5279819799968417633?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5279819799968417633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5279819799968417633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5279819799968417633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5279819799968417633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/10/problem-with-growing-up-is-that-u-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5195035086314523898</id><published>2008-10-23T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:18:25.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Butterfly Effect</title><content type='html'>Ever heard about the butterfly effect,&lt;br /&gt;If we travel back in time, and accidentally stepped on a butterfly,&lt;br /&gt;we might kill an entire massive family of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;and if that happens, predators that feed on butterflies will die&lt;br /&gt;or future species that come from that particular butterfly will not exist&lt;br /&gt;hence, history as we know will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe this applies to us&lt;br /&gt;Whatever we do or say or think affects how we are today&lt;br /&gt;every mistake we made,&lt;br /&gt;every bridge we crossed&lt;br /&gt;every step we took&lt;br /&gt;every person we talked to&lt;br /&gt;everybody we meet&lt;br /&gt;forms who we are today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We learn from experience good or bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, be happy for what happened&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing we can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the common saying goes&lt;br /&gt;yesterday is history&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is mystery&lt;br /&gt;today is a gift&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5195035086314523898?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5195035086314523898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5195035086314523898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5195035086314523898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5195035086314523898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/10/butterfly-effect.html' title='The Butterfly Effect'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-3462276883807449837</id><published>2008-10-18T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:13:17.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Wealth is a person's ability to survive so many number of days forward"&lt;br /&gt;Buckminster Fuller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3462276883807449837?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3462276883807449837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3462276883807449837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3462276883807449837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3462276883807449837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/10/wealth-is-persons-ability-to-survive-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-7353323060106077839</id><published>2008-10-16T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T19:35:58.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"True learning takes energy, passion and desire.&lt;br /&gt;Anger is a big part of the formula,&lt;br /&gt;for passion is anger and love combined&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to money,&lt;br /&gt;most people play it safe and feel safe&lt;br /&gt;so passion does not direct them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor people work for money,&lt;br /&gt;money works for rich people. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7353323060106077839?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7353323060106077839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=7353323060106077839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7353323060106077839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7353323060106077839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/10/true-learning-takes-energy-passion-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4575375302535113803</id><published>2008-10-13T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T05:00:34.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a toast</title><content type='html'>To my best friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 years of my life have been my most eventful years.&lt;br /&gt;2 years away from family, living alone without preparation and experience for the road to come&lt;br /&gt;Thrown into the deep end&lt;br /&gt;without supporting arms&lt;br /&gt;without a family to go home to&lt;br /&gt;without guidance&lt;br /&gt;without the warmth of home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to define who or what i am.&lt;br /&gt;looking for answers and learning answers i dont want to know&lt;br /&gt;seeing humans at its best........., evil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in 2 years i've broken down and rebuilt myself&lt;br /&gt;I've hit both the highest and lowest point of my life yet. emphasize on the yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant say i'm successful at all compared to you guys&lt;br /&gt;but i have to say success dont come without sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;everybody knows nobody is perfect&lt;br /&gt;and stressful times are here to make us who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the point i'm trying to throw out is that&lt;br /&gt;i wont be who or where or what i am now without friends and family&lt;br /&gt;so to those who have been or still are in my life&lt;br /&gt;to those who were there at significant points of my life&lt;br /&gt;to those who were there at both my low and highs&lt;br /&gt;to those who have made me who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;i thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4575375302535113803?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4575375302535113803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4575375302535113803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4575375302535113803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4575375302535113803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/10/toast.html' title='a toast'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4825121864306995669</id><published>2008-10-02T21:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:06:26.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;The road &lt;s&gt;less&lt;/s&gt; traveled, &lt;s&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/s&gt; jeff&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I realize it is when i am studying, stressed and had a bottle of V, when my fingers are shaking and heart pounding because of the caffine that i find something to type in my blog haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Once again its exam season, just finished the crappiest assignment i've ever come across, it will literally change ur definition of stupid assignment. One more assignment to go and 5 weeks till exams. Its the home stretch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the poem The Road Less Traveled, Robert Frost talks about how he walked he path that is less taken when he reached the point of life where he had to make a very important desicion and how he wonders how the other path will be like. It however turned out allright for him. My life is a total opposite of what the poem says.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;All my life the plan has always been medicine. Study in one of the best primary schools then one of the best high schools (in johor bahru) then one of the best collages (in Malaysia), and then be shipped off to Australia to study medicine. It has always been St Joseph, SSI, Taylors college and then Australia. And it turned out exactly that way. I am now studying medicine in Australia and in about 4 years time (if i pass every sememster) i'll be a doctor. I studied neverendingly to be in the top schools and to be accepted into medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have i ever wondered how it would be like if i chose another path? Of course i have. Could it have been easier? funner? more interesting? If i choose to study commerce and have 3 day weeks as compared to my 5 day weeks will i have more of a life? Or if i choose to study some course that completes in 3 years will i earn or save more money than if i had to study 5 years?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My entire life, besides the usual ups and downs and dramas, was laid in front of me and i walked every step according to plan. It keeps getting harder to stay on track but i keep pushing harder. Like many other courses, medicine is not for everyone. You have to want it, u have to crave it, u have to love it with a passion to get in, to stay in and to graduate because the work load will kill you. Maybe tats y its so hard to get into the course.&lt;/p&gt;haha so have ever regretted walking this path? not at all. I cant wait to be a doctor haha. The workload makes the results ever so sweeter&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4825121864306995669?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4825121864306995669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4825121864306995669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4825121864306995669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4825121864306995669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/10/road-less-traveled-robert-frost-jeff-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-7923484710807064791</id><published>2008-08-29T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T06:47:12.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>51 years old</title><content type='html'>Malaysia's Independence Day is right around the corner. 31 August. Malaysia celebrated 51 years of independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my 1st year celebrating Independence day outside of Malaysia and all 18 years of my life, i have never gone to a party to celebrate independence day. Now that i'm in Australia, i just came home from the biggest Independence day party that i have ever been to, ironic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the crap happening in Malaysia at the moment, sodomy stuff, bad economy, unbelievable crime rate, corruption, expensive petrol, racial tension and the list goes on, we Malaysians tend to forget the beauty of our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our land is rich&lt;br /&gt;Our forest are dense and lush, with thriving wild animals&lt;br /&gt;Our whether is perfect, without natural disasters like volcano, earth quake or tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;Our coral reefs are massive&lt;br /&gt;Turtles come to our land to lay eggs&lt;br /&gt;Our history is majestic and amazing&lt;br /&gt;Stories of Hang Tuah and Parameswara, Melacca never fail to capture our imagination and awe&lt;br /&gt;Kl is growing at an amazing rate&lt;br /&gt;KLCC is one of the tallest buildings in the world&lt;br /&gt;Sepang hosts F1 races&lt;br /&gt;We won a silver medal in Olympics, 4th medal Malaysia has ever won in the history of Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet somehow, Malaysia is not doing as good as i'd expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its because with all our resources, greed blinds us.&lt;br /&gt;All we have in our mind is money&lt;br /&gt;Short term goals to get rich quickly and easily, not looking at the bigger picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family recently went to Pulau Redang, my favourite island to go to in Malaysia because of the coral reef. My sisters were disappointed because the coral reef was reduced to a bed of dead calcium. After searching for hours, they only found 1 baby shark as compared to over 50 we saw the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonnes of turtles came to Malaysia to lay their eggs, now u'll be lucky to find one.&lt;br /&gt;People selling turtle eggs for 10 ringgit per egg get away without punishment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its impossible&lt;br /&gt;but if humans put aside their greed and lust for money&lt;br /&gt;If humans live by the books and shun corruption&lt;br /&gt;If humans can live in peace with nature&lt;br /&gt;If humans can live in peace with each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia will be the best place in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 51st birthday Malaysia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7923484710807064791?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7923484710807064791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=7923484710807064791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7923484710807064791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7923484710807064791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/08/51-years-old.html' title='51 years old'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6365938406280726238</id><published>2008-08-26T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T22:42:38.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Games</title><content type='html'>The Olympics are over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing has it been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening ceremony...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia,,, 3rd ever medal in Olympic history (silver, badminton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish I had the money to go to London in 4 years to watch the Olympics, Argh. Its too soon for me. haha and the next one in America, Well i dont really feel like goin there. Dont wanna get killed haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sorry for the massive lack of updates, I've been busy with all the enjoyment i.e. study, study, study, study, study, and study. The only highlight i have is that i went SNOWBOARDING!!! It was amazing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on the topic, I love the Olympics, ever 4 years a few hundred nations get together and compete in one of the biggest sporting events. The olympic has always been a massive thing in our planet. Years and years ago, wars were stopped to honour the Olympics. Enemies and rivals get together and show good sportmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being an athlete, sure u'll be under tonnes of pressure but imagine the joy and satisfaction u get when the games are over. U get to meed new people, see new places, and every 4 years, u get to look forward to seeing your friends again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol i just hit a wall, lost words to type....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll start walking to the library to study about the kidneys.....&lt;br /&gt;I'll type more if inspiration suddenly flies to me hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6365938406280726238?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6365938406280726238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6365938406280726238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6365938406280726238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6365938406280726238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/08/games.html' title='The Games'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-2378308074201030751</id><published>2008-08-23T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T01:24:45.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Massive update coming up!! i hope by this week... i might sit down in front of my laptop on wednesday and spend hours updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin from W17 meet Jeremy from JB,&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy from JB meet Robin from W17 haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To damn:&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering, who are you? and what kind of name is damn? I wasnt complaining was I? I am totally enjoying my course it makes me feel alive and challanged. Who says i think medicine is the hardest thing in the world? as if my studies can have the better of me. I'm not as stupid as u think i am. Why do u care about what I think of feel anyway? If u dont like it dont come here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"JEremy: haha.. True True... I'm also learning that wei.. It's crazy... but true.. So complex.. you think we should, as men, venture into it..? cloning is crazy wei.. just learmed ot.. "&lt;br /&gt;People who understand what i type in my posts will tag something like this (thanks jeremy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe from my posts, u cant tell how interested i am in my studies nomatter how hard it is. I must be a horrible writer, sorry about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-2378308074201030751?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/2378308074201030751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=2378308074201030751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2378308074201030751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2378308074201030751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-702807826564535783</id><published>2008-06-13T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T20:52:13.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its insane how much we do not know about our own bodies.&lt;br /&gt;Its insane how our cells literary sends electrical signals from cells to cells&lt;br /&gt;Its insane how these electrical signals can become ideas and imaginations&lt;br /&gt;Its insane how our DNA is constantly being repaired to avoid mutations&lt;br /&gt;Its insane how our body work to fight pathogens tru tonnes of different enzymes and pathways&lt;br /&gt;Its insane how the heart and all the vessels work&lt;br /&gt;Its insane how they are regulated everytime you move or stand up&lt;br /&gt;Its insane how everything works in our body&lt;br /&gt;Its insane how much I have to learn&lt;br /&gt;Its insane how its all so insanely interesting but difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University is the best time of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not applicable to medical students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-702807826564535783?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/702807826564535783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=702807826564535783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/702807826564535783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/702807826564535783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-insane-how-much-we-do-not-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-3510218041191219891</id><published>2008-05-31T10:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T10:29:23.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drama drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;This thing we all go tru is such a drama.&lt;br /&gt;Life is such a drama.&lt;br /&gt;We want the script but never get it&lt;br /&gt;We want it to be straight forward, simple, easy, and clear&lt;br /&gt;But it never is.&lt;/p&gt;                    &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Its always one huge blur,&lt;br /&gt;But once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;You think you have it,&lt;br /&gt;maybe with all the mistakes you made in the past,&lt;br /&gt;u manage to come up with a formula&lt;br /&gt;a formula to live life the right way,&lt;br /&gt;Just when u think u have the right formula,&lt;br /&gt;It suddenly turns into a bitch.. and&lt;br /&gt;Bites you in the ass.&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;That is how it is,&lt;br /&gt;A huge cloud of unknown, unclear, cloudy and foggy&lt;br /&gt;Whats up and whats down becomes unknown&lt;br /&gt;What needs to be done gets unclear&lt;br /&gt;What you are doing becomes cloudy&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing gets foggy&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Its such a drama&lt;br /&gt;But that is why it is so interesting&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;I guess everybody can agree that we will never figure everything out in our lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Whats what, where do we draw lines, what to do when,&lt;br /&gt;Besides, you never know when it will be your last&lt;br /&gt;Lifes a bitch, embrace it, celebrate it&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;The same flower that blooms today&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be dying&lt;br /&gt;Carpe diem, seize the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3510218041191219891?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3510218041191219891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3510218041191219891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3510218041191219891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3510218041191219891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/05/drama-drama.html' title='drama drama'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1472474348171273769</id><published>2008-05-23T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T07:00:10.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>invisible</title><content type='html'>After being exposed to something for years, I’d think it will be natural for the body to adapt and ignore something. In most cases, that is what happens but in some irritating instances, it’s not. I studied for a year 300km away from home and it opened my eyes to many things. I got used to not being at home, not calling home often, seeing my family for about one month spread throughout the year. However, I developed a pathetic hate for being left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in high school, I had a group of friend; all 5 or so of us would hang out together. We’d catch a movie, play bowling, loiter, and most of all, spend time in the cyber cafe. I hate to admit it but we skipped school a few times to go to the cyber cafe. Back then, everything was awesome, I had a nice little support group and a family to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I went to college, I was all alone and I was totally all right about it. If fact, I was happy for change. Soon, I had a new group of friends and all was well. Until it was about 1 week from one of my best friend’s birthday. A whole gang of friends went to the park, lit candles on pathways, had lanterns, presents, and a cake. They threw a surprise party for my friend. When I called, my friend said “............. threw a birthday party for me. They did such a good job. It’s the best day of my life” and I was totally oblivious to what happened. Nobody told me anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am taking (in my point of view) one of the hardest course, medicine, in a foreign country, about 6500 km away from home, with no support network, insufficient friend, no family, my nightmare is brought back to life:...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently for the past one month or so, I’ve been going to the library, almost every night to study of course. I have a small little group of 2 year 1 students and a few other year 3 students. Every night, we’d be studying and studying and wasting some time chatting and stuff. Now a surprise birthday party is going to be thrown for one of the 3rd years on Saturday and surprise, surprise, surprise, I had no idea of what was going on and well obviously, I’m not invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there must be something about me that don’t seem appealing enough or I might be invisible. Whatever it is, it is fucking with my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said in my last post, how hard can making Friends be? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(apparently, if you are invisible, very very hard)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-1472474348171273769?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1472474348171273769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1472474348171273769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1472474348171273769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1472474348171273769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/05/invisible.html' title='invisible'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5578740263246415669</id><published>2008-05-17T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T22:54:51.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic</title><content type='html'>A few hours ago, i was reading about the human nerve cells about how electrical impulses jump from nodes to nodes, about the action potential and the ion exchanges. About how the cell membrane can change in voltage to produce a current and it WOWed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i remember y i liked science so very much. I used to be totally taken aback by things that make our world work today. How water evaporate, turn into clouds, and then fall back down as rain. How the human body work, the theory of evolution and stuff like that. It all seem like magic that makes science so so very interesting. Physics especially blew me away. If i know physics u can basically explain how small things that we use in our everyday life work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, how a light blub work, how can a fan turn, how your air conditioner cool your room down, how blinds keep sunlight out. Simple stuff like those that we take for granted have quite a facinating story behind how they work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess as i slowly get more and more into my studies, focusing on what to remember and what there is to be done, i forget what brought me into medicine in the first place, the very first trigger that caused a cascades of other triggers that made me choose medicine which is my passion for science. If i can find this magic again, i might survive medicine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5578740263246415669?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5578740263246415669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5578740263246415669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5578740263246415669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5578740263246415669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/05/magic.html' title='Magic'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-8348951268677340350</id><published>2008-05-16T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T06:58:34.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how hard can it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To however few blog readers i have left, sorry for the total lack of updates. There are so many things going on that i simply don’t know what to write. Its like a bottle neck effect. Everything accumulates and tries to get out from one small gap and everything gets stuck. Thats what happen if we don’t tackle things one at a time. Everytime i try to write something, it turn out to be a load of crap and then i delete it without posting it. Hopefully i can do better this time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well before i try typing anything, i have to say the aston martin is a sexy car lol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I like to think i have many friends, I have friends in KL, in JB, many of them in Newcastle, some in Korea. If fact i have so so many of them, but then we have friends and we also have Friends if that makes any sense at all.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Without us even thinking about it, surely we class our friends into different clusters. The biggest group will be the hi-bye friends, then, there is the hi-how are you-bye friends and so on. Then we have fewer friends that we spend 10 min a day talking to, and then we have good friends, well u get the picture.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How many of them u can call Friends? With a capital F. Honestly, i wish i have more of those. I was never bothered about having Friends, I thought i can work on my own, be my own support system but i was obviously wrong. It startles me to see people in groups, always together, being Friends with each other and obviously in my class of 130 students or so, there are quite a few of them and I don’t have one..... yet..... &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well i have a few “mates” to hang out with but for now, thats all there is, mates, not with a capital M. For now i hope.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oh well, i guess when people say making friends, how hard can it be?&lt;br /&gt;Well not hard at all, but at the same time, not easy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-8348951268677340350?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/8348951268677340350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=8348951268677340350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8348951268677340350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8348951268677340350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-hard-can-it-be.html' title='how hard can it be?'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4321283429931886671</id><published>2008-04-24T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:16:06.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;To the Virgins, to make much of Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may,&lt;br /&gt;    Old Time is still a-flying:&lt;br /&gt;And this same flower that smiles today&lt;br /&gt;    To-morrow will be dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe Diem&lt;br /&gt;Seize The Day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4321283429931886671?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4321283429931886671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4321283429931886671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4321283429931886671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4321283429931886671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-virgins-to-make-much-of-time-gather.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-3260781753682234440</id><published>2008-03-18T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T03:46:40.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need drums&lt;br /&gt;I need band&lt;br /&gt;I need jam&lt;br /&gt;Going into withdrawal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3260781753682234440?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3260781753682234440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3260781753682234440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3260781753682234440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3260781753682234440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-need-drums-i-need-band-i-need-jam.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5516561920074908987</id><published>2008-03-12T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:55:31.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEDI 1010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Australia so far have been fine. Very fine indeed. Hows medicine? More interesting at times and extreamely boring at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So i guess i should at least dedicate one blog post to type on what i've been up to since i got to Australia. So yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When i got here, i focused mostly on making new friends. I'm not sure if i did that well but i'm sure i did it better than last year. I acutally put in effort to apporach people and introduce myself. I tried hard to remember names and to know them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well me and my friend tried to organise a music club thingie in the medical faculty. Which was darn cool. We manage to get about 12 people or so who loves music and we hung out and may form bands in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been going to various parties, events, pubs and clubs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By far one of the weirdest experience i have here in australia is going for the Mardigras festival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NEVER in my whole life i've seen so many happy gay people both male and females parading the streets on their funny clothes and costumes. Imagine a very very buff dude wearing nothing but a mini skirt, extremly high heels and a pair of fairy wings. Seeing 2 females making out with each other. Seeing nude lesbians on super bikes parading across the street. Well to make my day complete, my friend brought me to a gay party which was even more disturbing so i decided to have at least 3 shots before i can handle it. Unfortunately, i only have crappy pictures cuz the day was not planned out properly. I did not manage to bring out my camera aix. So its up to you guys to imagine how it would be like wahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of the most fun experience i had was hanging out in my friend's house in Newcastle. It was on a thursday night.. Dolapo, Anthony and me skipped bible study to hang out in their house and get drunk. This i do have pictures haha.. so i'll upload some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177115645971323826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R9jPQB8827I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uRlxGXaJW1A/s320/group3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Crazy drunk future doctors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177115650266291138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R9jPQR8828I/AAAAAAAAAFY/ZFgG3q3q9vA/s320/ally,dac,ant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me, ally, dak, anthony&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177114348891200354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R9jOEh8822I/AAAAAAAAAEo/vjWoDYWyb14/s320/ally.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and ally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177114357481134962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R9jOFB8823I/AAAAAAAAAEw/GWn6USQmAfM/s320/group2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one of the many random group pics&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177114357481134978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R9jOFB8824I/AAAAAAAAAE4/m3ebuZ4-Rq0/s320/beer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What we drunk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177114361776102290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R9jOFR8825I/AAAAAAAAAFA/0CU1jloLGfA/s320/dolapo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dolapo with his weird face&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/7794140039689813547-5516561920074908987?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5516561920074908987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5516561920074908987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5516561920074908987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5516561920074908987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/03/medi-1010.html' title='MEDI 1010'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R9jPQB8827I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/uRlxGXaJW1A/s72-c/group3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794140039689813547.post-5864872133773504296</id><published>2008-03-08T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T02:55:21.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!!!!</title><content type='html'>heh.. crap its been so darn long since i updated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven even mopped my room floor and its been 4 weeks since i last did that.. wahahahahaha... its either i'm so lazy or i cant find the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i promise a juicy update in the coming fortnight. Or earlinr than that.. I have to do some assignments 1st&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5864872133773504296?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5864872133773504296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5864872133773504296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5864872133773504296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5864872133773504296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/03/updates.html' title='updates!!!!'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5731174514029888060</id><published>2008-02-16T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T04:25:47.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag replies</title><content type='html'>sumin: thanks!! hehe happy chinese new year!! well sorry for being so late haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She she: well,,, no choice lah.. i have more than 5 more years to go haha. i'll have to get use to it. Well the clubs here are smoke free wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese: Yea exactly!! mineral waters costs 6 ringgit the cheapest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lily:     =P where are my ang paos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5731174514029888060?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5731174514029888060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5731174514029888060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5731174514029888060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5731174514029888060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/02/tag-replies.html' title='tag replies'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-777464197400850943</id><published>2008-02-16T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T04:23:00.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if there is a will, there is a way</title><content type='html'>We study like a mad person in high school. Prepare ourselves for interviews, sit for extra exams, we get to uni, study 5 more years or more, gradute and with our certificate, we have to work one more year as interns to do what we studied legally, then when we are finally able to work ourselves, we have to study and work at the same time for 4 years to cut down the work we have to do then after that a few more years of working and studying to cut down more work but earn more money. All in all, we study for about 12 years to get where we want to get to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we? Medical students. For me to become a plastic surgeon, i'l have to do my internship after finishing medical school, become a medical officer, a surgery registrar then a plastic surgery registrar. Y put myself tru all these trouble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breaking my head in SAM, preparing for a few interviews, sitting for few extra exams, i finally gotten into medical school and it really is a dream come true but believe me when i say this is only the begining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with me, there are about 120 medical students in this university. All of them gone tru the same trouble, or maybe more trouble just to become doctors and in the same time, putting ourselves tru more trouble as we study and slowly specialise our knowledge. Well i guess medicine is not for the faint hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To become a medical student, you either must be damn smart or very passionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times, the tought of, y didnt i study busniess or y didnt i study something faster and easier came across my mind. I mean how badly can i get if i study busniess and commerce instead of medicine? How my future'll be like if i did investing instead of medicine. Many a times the thought of y am i putting myself in so much trouble comes to my mind. Y am i placing myself on such a wild ride. I guess the answer is really simple, because i want to, because i love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been involved in science. Science facinates and moves me. I've always dreamnt of getting to medical school and becoming a doctor. I guess you can say it is my passion. Becoming a doctor is what i really want to do. Now that I am in medical school, my dream came true. It wont be long before i am a doctor and i wont be much longer before i am a plastic surgeon. All i have to do is to not give up and always work hard to pass every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson.. If there is a will, there is a way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-777464197400850943?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/777464197400850943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=777464197400850943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/777464197400850943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/777464197400850943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-there-is-will-there-is-way.html' title='if there is a will, there is a way'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6462907570094759928</id><published>2008-02-07T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:10:40.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O week</title><content type='html'>Finally orientation week started in my medicine course. As you can tell, i have been very very busy with uni. Everyday from 830 to 5 i'll be busy in uni, tats y i din get much chance to update my blog. After uni, i have to unpack and buy things that i need here in australia. Plus i was also busy with homework. Haix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i finally have the time, i can finally update my blog!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so far, things here have been great. I only found one part of this experience so far a hard one. Which you can call adaptation, not to most things but to some of them. For the 1st time in my life, i did not celebrate chinese new year. Well at least i had a dinner with a few family friends. Chinese new year was and always is a very important celebration for me. Every once a year, the entire family come together and have a reunion dinner which is really a big part of our malaysia culture, to be close to our extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being away from malaysia made me realise that food is a huge issue to me hahaha. It is impossible to find hawker here in Newcaslte. All they have are pubs. There are hardly any char kuay tiao stalls and everything is so expensive. A regular KFC meal costs 21 bucks after conversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix well i guess it takes time to adapt and get used to the food and the lifestyle here. Till then, i want my char kuay tiao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol medical orientation for all medicine student starts on wednesday, there i can meet all my classmates!!! yay!! finally going to make new friends haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'll update again soon, i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6462907570094759928?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6462907570094759928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6462907570094759928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6462907570094759928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6462907570094759928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-week.html' title='O week'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1900479720600514880</id><published>2008-01-20T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T08:53:41.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Before i type anything, i would like to say sorry for the massive lack of updates esp to Adrian. Lol so yea this is the update and nope i’m not dead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;It really is bittersweet, this feeling that i am going tru. However, for now, it is more bitter than it is sweet. Typing on my way home to Johor Bahru on my dad’s new laptop, got me to feel a rush and wave of emotions flowing in forms of hormones in my blood stream.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the vehicle slowly pass by various buildings and landmarks, a sense of nostalgia flooded my mind. Thinking that this might be the very last time I may get to see it in a very long time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday after church service, the cell group had a farewell gathering with me, coincidentally, it was at the same place where I went for my 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; cell group outing, which is in Kim Gary’s in Sunway Pyramid. In addition, we sat at the exact same place where we sat for the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; time but changed place when everybody came because the table was not big enough.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;It really was bittersweet, knowing that I will not get to see them for a long time, knowing that I wont be able to go to City Harvest Church for a long time, knowing that I wont be able to listen to pastor Kevin or Kristy preach for a long time, knowing that i wont be able to do so so many things that i do in kl or in jb for a long long time is really bitter. However, at the same time, I know i have to leave, i know i am going to go to another place, i know i have to say goodbye sooner or later in order to pursue something that i have such passion for. In order to study medicine in Australia, i will have to leave many things behind.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well the sweet feeling comes when i think that i am finally going to medical school. Which is something that i have been dreaming for so long.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;It is very true that my parents have brought me up in a very good way. They don’t have to worry about my studies because they know i will push myself, they don’t have to worry about my health, because they know i will take good care of myself, they don’t have to worry about me smoking, gambling or taking drugs because i know those will ruin my life. That is the way the brought me up, to know right from wrong and to be able to take good care of myself. As they say, nobody is perfect. No matter how well my parents brought me up nobody could be perfect, there is one major thing that i was not prepared for in SAM which is the amount of workload i received.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;During the middle of the year, i hardly ever smiled, i broke down countless of times. I lost my will and spirit to fight for my results. It was like i was a totally different person. I was prepared to get low marks because there was just too much to be done and too little time. Too much for someone like me to handle. I feel that the biggest reason for my breakdown was because i was feeling lonely. Everyday, i go to the library to study, then i go home to study some more, then i sleep and wake up the next morning to study even more. I had no family, no gang to hang out with and most nights, not even having friends to eat with. So most of the time, i eat alone then go home and study more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;I was such in a low point in my life, i was never happy or smiling. Everytime one of my friends walk pass me, I have to use so much of my strength to force out a smile and say hello then say that my day was fine. This is when i started to think of praying to God. I asked something very simple yet very important to me and promised to go to church if my prayers were answered. Indeed, God is good and he answered my prayers, so as promised, i started to go to the church.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;On the 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; service i went to, i was so touched by the presence of God that i decided to give my life to Jesus Christ. Soon, i joined a cell group, W17, and truly, they became my family. Pastor Kevin, Kristy, together with all my cell members, pulled me back on track in no time. Immediately, i felt that i belonged somewhere and i had a family in Subang that i can count on for anything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;I am very very grateful for what my parents have done for me. They brought me up nicely and provide me with enough money and education but i really have to praise God for planting me in City Harvest Church which helped me find the light i needed to guide my way. Without the great work that Pastor and the church board has done in building this magnificient, without a cell group like W17 there is no telling how long i will take for me to bounce back up. In a course so competitive such as medicine where only about 10 to 20 international students are accepted in a year depending on which university, i would never have gotten the results i needed to be accepted if it was not for the help i received from CHC.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;I believe that City Harvest Church will continue to grow and grow and grow and become the brightest light that is shining in the whole of Kuala Lumpur. I believe that many lives will be changed and transformed thanks to CHC. Truly, CHC is a city church where the members are trained to love God with passion and love people with compassion.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;So if you ask me if i am sad that i am leaving, i will not know how to answer. As i said, it is a bittersweet feeling. I do not know if i should be sad that i am leaving things behind, or i should be happy that i am meeting new things ahead of me. I guess the answer is at the same time, i am both happy that i am going to medical school and sad that I must leave so many things behind. But one thing is for sure, i will love God with passion and be a blessing to the people around me wherever i go.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This post is dedicated to of course to Pastor Kevin, Kristy (my cell group leader), Andrew, Celina, Ian Lee, Jin Tian, Hui Hua, Adrian, W17, and of course everyone that has helped me achieve my TER&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jeff&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/7794140039689813547-1900479720600514880?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1900479720600514880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1900479720600514880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1900479720600514880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1900479720600514880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/01/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-290350036798410759</id><published>2008-01-11T03:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T03:27:58.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interpretations</title><content type='html'>In this world we live in, this planet we call earth, this place we call home, there are many things that are left to different interpretations by different people and minds. These interpretations will literary shape the world that we live in if you think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never a religious person. I use to call myself a free thinker before I became a Christian. A person like me, a guy who lives in a place with so much of science, it is hard to be involved in religion. Some may say that science and religion do not contradict each other where as some may think so and that determines how they live. They may be a man of science and still go to church every weekend or they may be a man of science and think that religion is totally crap and created to make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that many things in this world include how we interpret things. For example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a haunted hotel room. Somebody went in and got was unable to get out because ghosts were shutting the doors. He was haunted by ghosts and finally killed himself.&lt;br /&gt;Or you can think that the door was deliberately made to open one way. So when he got stuck in, with all the windows shut, oxygen levels decrease slowly so less blood got into his brains and he starts to hallucinate and thinks that there are ghosts. Then he could not take it anymore, he finally lost the mind battle and killed himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or imagine a patient diagnosed with a tiny first stage tumor in the intestine by x-ray. So without wasting much time, the doctors and the patient decided to go for surgery to remove that tumor. In the OR, the doctors cut him open to remove the tumor but the problem was that they could not find it at all. After a long time of searching, they decide to close the patient up. Now this story can be interpreted differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the doctors may say, Praise the LORD!!!! It was a miracle!!!!! God removed the tumor!!!! HALLELUJAH!! Amen amen and amen!!&lt;br /&gt;Where as some other doctors may think oh, me misdiagnosed the patient, we should have used a CT scan which would be more reliable. They reject the face that the patient even had a tumor and said it was human error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How people interpret the Al-Quran may result in suicide bombing like Jihad or very good people who believes that they should do good all the time and be kind to everyone&lt;br /&gt;How people interpret the Bible may result in something like the crusades or people that love God and their neighbour like themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess how we interpret things are up to us as long as we do not interpret things till they cause harm to people. I guess sometime it does not matter if the doctor thinks if it was a miracle or that patient was misdiagnosed. The patient is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well how people think is different, that is a fact. I happen to think that the patient is misdiagnosed and it was a miracle that she is safe from cancer praise the Lord for that because I am a man of science and at the same time I believe that God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son that whosoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-290350036798410759?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/290350036798410759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=290350036798410759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/290350036798410759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/290350036798410759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/01/interpretations.html' title='Interpretations'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-947419218518680310</id><published>2008-01-06T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T08:56:55.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG dreams</title><content type='html'>Well I'm confident enough to say that most if not all educated humans &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;dream big&lt;/span&gt; or dream of becoming &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;successful&lt;/span&gt; in life. It dont matter if you dream of becoming a doctor, a lawyer, or even an air stewardess or an astronaut. We all have the same thing in common. We think of being something then work as hard as we can to achieve whatever it is we are thinking of becoming. And when we are something, we work hard to becoming a better something than we were before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;God has blessed&lt;/span&gt; me so very very much by granting me wisdom and helping me control my stress levels because i know i can &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;trust in him&lt;/span&gt; when it gets too hard. I praise him for giving me favour and helping me achieve the TER that i needed. Although it is not the best, it is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, when i opened an e-mail, something hit me and it hit me pretty hard. I find myself suddenly trying to wake myself up. I started to question myself if it was a dream but it sure wasnt and it was real. The mail consists of a list of books and a few pictures of those books that i needed for the medical school that i am about to attend in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow..... i said to myself softly. I really am going to become a doctor providing a pass every year in medical school. I really am going to study medicine. It is really happeing. No more UPSR, PMR, SPM or SAM. This is finally it. University. The big one. Going in with nothing and coming out with a Dr in front of my name and a MBBS behind it. It is really going to happen. Wow... i said to myself. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam passed so darn quickly that i am not quite prepared for the difficulties that i am about to face. Sure thing, i was so very excited when i got the offer, when i got my visa done, when i booked the flight. I was very very excited that i was able to achieve my ambition. Doctor was the only ambition that lasted in my list every year. Everybody would be excited to be able to achieve their ambition rite? But now, it all comes back down to business. The excitement is gone and not it is time to prep myself for medical school. Time to get ready for game face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said medical school is going to be easy and i'm expecting anything but easy. I'm one step away from earning the title Medical Officer and i'm not letting my guards down now yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to become a doctor in 5 years. However big this challenge may be, if God is with me, who can be against me. I am going to become a doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~jeff~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-947419218518680310?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/947419218518680310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=947419218518680310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/947419218518680310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/947419218518680310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/01/big-dreams.html' title='BIG dreams'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5154806858957441310</id><published>2008-01-03T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T10:02:19.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Theater</title><content type='html'>Out of all the bands I have ever listened to or liked, without a doubt, dream theater is my top no1 favourite band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching their videos, concerts, clinics and listening to their music puts me in awe everytime. How can they make such wonderful music. Music that has so so many elements in it. With different time signatures, and different feels. Songs with spontaneous fills and solos. My goodness they are awesome. Take for an example, the song a change of seasons, (i am listening to it now) this song is about 25 minute long. To those who dont know dream theater, you may think and shout out MY GOODNESS  isnt that BORING? Well the matter of fact is that it is not one bit boring. In that one song, they change the feel and the time of the song countless of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the album Scenes from a memory, their songs can make you high and happy to sad and angry. The feels and the way the put music together to form and express various expressions  and emotions are flawless. Instead of telling a story about a murder in a book, they tell it full of expression and emotion tru a series of songs that forms an album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to Mike Portnoy, i can only dream to be as good as him in my drumming skills. He may not be the best, he may not be the fastest, he may not be drummer of the year, but he is one hell of a good drummer. He is still my inspiration to continuously play drums and try improve myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to John Pertrucci (guitarist of the year 2007) play the guitar, the way john myung backs up Mike portnoy and John Pertrucci on the bass, the way Jordan Rudess plays the minors and other progressions with the guitars on the keyboards. James Labrie and his crazy vocals (which some people find irritating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they take turns to solo on their own instruments is mind blowing. Seeing the way their fingers move, their hands swinging around, Mike's legs playing the doubles without ever getting tired, they play never endingly songs after songs without forgetting their own parts and solos. MY GOODNESS they are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who have never heard of Dream Theater, well to me, they make real music. They make real quality, no crappy, talking quickly or making funny noises with their mouth music. Well if you are trying to find a few new tunes to listen to, these are some songs i recommend by dream theater to get you started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dance of Eternity (fully instrumental)&lt;br /&gt;Another day (Jazzy feel)&lt;br /&gt;Solitary Shell (Upbeat and happy feel)&lt;br /&gt;Oveture (fairy taleish)&lt;br /&gt;Beyond this life (angry feel)&lt;br /&gt;I think i should stop here or the list will never end. They have like tonnes of songs and about 15 albums from year 1989, when dream and day unite up to their latest album, systematic chaos, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess they are very very blessed to be so talented. It is good that to put their talents to good use instead of wasting it. Haha i would need a lot a lot of practice to ever be as good as them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5154806858957441310?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5154806858957441310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5154806858957441310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5154806858957441310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5154806858957441310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2008/01/dream-theater.html' title='Dream Theater'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4382517902018514985</id><published>2007-12-25T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T05:43:51.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAM really really over</title><content type='html'>Haha after taking my results, Sam is really really over. No more going to college to meet friends, no more walking to the MPH, no more going to college to meet teachers. From here on out, we have to make the plans if we want to meet up and have fun with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in case you were wondering about my results and my ter, my score is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;English       A19&lt;br /&gt;Biology       A18&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry A18&lt;br /&gt;Math          A18&lt;br /&gt;Physics      A17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my TER is 97.55%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it is christmas, new year is coming up very soon, it is inevitable that we look back on what we did through this year. I think most people that have been tru SAM should think the same, finally it is over. SAM is not for the faint hearted, seriously, to study Australian Year 12, you must be ready, you must be very very ready, you must be ready to carry a lot of stress and pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stressful as it is, i have never regretted studying SAM in taylor's college. With the amount of stress that was piled up on me, i broke down and eventually started to go to church. From there, i rebounded very quickly, made a lot of new friends, joined a cell group who acts like a family for me here in Subang and most importantly, i have Jesus in my life to be my savior. Without breaking down and facing such a low point in my life, I would never have decided to pray and start going to church. With much help from God I did not give up my dreams of becoming a doctor. Instead, I worked and pushed much harder and finally secured a place for medicine in an Australian university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that SAM made me a much better person. SAM has taught me so many things, including dividing time properly, never to procrastinate, the importance of good peer pressure and team work and so so many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that i did not fully give up after my low point middle of the year. I am glad that i rebounded with help from God and i am very very glad that i found brothers and sisters in Christ in Subang Jaya through City Harvest Church and of course W17. Without City Harvest Church, who knows how my results will be and who knows what course i may be doing next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is not going to get easier, both studying and working but we learn more as we grow older. We become more prepared for things that are to come. I am going to keep pushing on till i earn the title Dr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry for not updating frequently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the lesson for this post is that dont give up however hard something may be. Dreams are never easy to accomplish but the important thing is that you do not give up and give it your best. If your best is not good enough then maybe what you are going after is not for you. With God to lead your way, things will be better however hard it may seem. Besides, we grow one problem at a time. Without problems and hardships, we will forever be like a baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4382517902018514985?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4382517902018514985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4382517902018514985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4382517902018514985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4382517902018514985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/12/sam-really-really-over.html' title='SAM really really over'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-7377634964465272933</id><published>2007-12-14T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T19:05:57.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidents</title><content type='html'>Well some people like to blog about what happen through their day, some like to type about anime, some about what they recently shopped, some about God and the gospel, some about movies, some about friends, etc etc. I'm saying bloggers have their own way of updating their blogs and their own ways to express what they want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one like to blog about things that makes me think, things that makes sense, things that i can learn from and it seems I've been having this block in my system that do not allow me to type like that. So if you have noticed, the last few posts were crap, either about what happened in my life or filled with pictures. Alas, I have something to type about. Jeng Jeng jeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of something when i was typing in my other blog which kinda serves as a diary. When accidents happen, major or minor, if it is a tire puncture or an accident involving a lorry and a kancil, it all costs money. The 1st thing that happens when an accident happen is (if the drivers are okay) to get down and argue bout the damages and who will pay for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine you in a car, on a rainy day and suddenly your tire ran over a nail which for some reason is in the middle of the road and it punctures. You manage to steer your car to the side of the road and started to change the tire. The nuts were impossible to turn and you had to jump on it, the car jack was so difficult to turn and worst of all, there was a pile of dog shit right behind your tire and your hands accidentally touched it plus it was pouring. When the tire is finally changed, your hands had dog shit and you were covered in rain water. So you drive the car to the workshop and the person there said it is going to cost you Rm 300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness that is expensive for one tire. So you start to regret being so stupid to not see the nail on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(my introduction ends here and point starts here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you come to think of it, the experience was priceless. When in your life can you change a tire under the rain with dog shit on your hands. The damage may cost 300 but the experience you get out of it was priceless. Well for more serious accidents (not involving death) where else can you experience driving a car side ways with total lost of control and another car coming from the other direction trying to avoid you plus a motorbike rider hitting your bonet and you can see him flying to the other side of your car. Well for a few thousand dollars and maybe a visit to the hospital, you can get the whole package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like paying to go bungee jumping, sitting on a roller coaster ride or even go for a trip to Australia. It all costs money, some little, some enough to cost you a bomb but the experience you get out of it will be priceless. At the end of the day when you are at home, all you get is a bunch of pictures and a whole lot of memories to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, try looking on the brighter side of things when accidents happen. After all, accidents are inevitable. Everybody makes mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7377634964465272933?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7377634964465272933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=7377634964465272933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7377634964465272933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7377634964465272933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/12/accidents.html' title='Accidents'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1174664299504552215</id><published>2007-12-07T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T09:21:55.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SS15!!</title><content type='html'>Haha finally, I'm back in subang jaya or ss15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no doubt it was nice to go back to jb, to hang out with some old friends,  my family of course and of course John. Well I came back to subang jaya for a few reasons, for example, lepak with friends, go gym, go for another prom, take my results, pack my things, finalize my university applications, go church, go out with cell group, etc, etc, etc so yea i'll be at subang for quite a long time. So if my friends in kl wanna meet me, no problem! sms me before i go back jb for good haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the 1st event i went to in subang was a concert, well a underground one, filled with local metal bands. No doubt it was intense. With all the head banging, shouting and screaming, my back, legs, neck, ears and head is gonna hurt till tomorrow haha. Well James's band, The Ring of Fire did very very well, they played very very well. Of course all the other bands played very well also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i could not stand the music for too long so i left with adrian and eugene a bit earlier, we were there since 6 sth but it started at 8 and we left at 10.30. So we went for a late dinner and then played pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in the concert, of course i did not forget God haha. Listening and jumping to heavy metal does not mean i worship them. Well 1.20 am, time to shower, get the cigeratte smell off my body thanks to second hand smoke and do my devotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-1174664299504552215?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1174664299504552215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1174664299504552215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1174664299504552215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1174664299504552215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/12/ss15.html' title='SS15!!'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5608974866649863502</id><published>2007-11-26T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:56:10.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures pictures pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st i have pictures from Red Box with my cell group and Adrian also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qEpQUBBwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BFbT90UXuiM/s1600-h/DSC05403.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137064169257895682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qEpQUBBwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BFbT90UXuiM/s320/DSC05403.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qEpgUBBxI/AAAAAAAAADA/7KnfeMYTRvw/s1600-h/DSC05411.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137064173552862994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qEpgUBBxI/AAAAAAAAADA/7KnfeMYTRvw/s320/DSC05411.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now some pictures from the prom. This is the place where it is held. Sunway Towers hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137064195027699490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qEqwUBByI/AAAAAAAAADI/mzFBRhP27As/s320/DSC05436.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137064199322666802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qErAUBBzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6XaIeVY22nc/s320/DSC05437.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137066441295595426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qGtgUBB6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/oXi5cnkYQv4/s320/.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; She she and me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qGtwUBB7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1ROBGYjV80o/s1600-h/DSC05494.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137066445590562738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qGtwUBB7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1ROBGYjV80o/s320/DSC05494.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The super pretty prom queen Ester and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qGuAUBB8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1jG846hB4a0/s1600-h/DSC05499.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137066449885530050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qGuAUBB8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/1jG846hB4a0/s320/DSC05499.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hot pei hua and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qFcwUBB1I/AAAAAAAAADg/iT0CWLR0rLw/s1600-h/DSC05449.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137065054021158738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qFcwUBB1I/AAAAAAAAADg/iT0CWLR0rLw/s320/DSC05449.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my best friends, Hui Hua and me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qFdAUBB2I/AAAAAAAAADo/IE6pln34mu4/s1600-h/DSC05456.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137065058316126050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qFdAUBB2I/AAAAAAAAADo/IE6pln34mu4/s320/DSC05456.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cool classmates, kay, me and syafik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qErwUBB0I/AAAAAAAAADY/7ihfBC1WGEI/s1600-h/DSC05447.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137064212207568706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qErwUBB0I/AAAAAAAAADY/7ihfBC1WGEI/s320/DSC05447.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My cell member's hawt girlfriend, Stephanie and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And finally some pictures of the party after the party in The Loft&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137065066906060690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qFdgUBB5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/xnRYEcm24So/s320/DSC05510.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137065066906060674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qFdgUBB4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/SQ1-_vGtmLM/s320/DSC05509.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137065062611093362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qFdQUBB3I/AAAAAAAAADw/j99Nn4SFbHg/s320/DSC05505.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carlye, me and pei hua.&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/7794140039689813547-5608974866649863502?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5608974866649863502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5608974866649863502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5608974866649863502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5608974866649863502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/11/pictures-pictures-pictures.html' title='pictures pictures pictures'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/R0qEpQUBBwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BFbT90UXuiM/s72-c/DSC05403.1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794140039689813547.post-753595062307560154</id><published>2007-11-22T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:57:53.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom 07</title><content type='html'>Well Sam in finally officially over. Prom is the last time we'll hang out with our friends. The day started out as a very very busy one. I woke at around 9 and then Adrian came over to my house at around 10.45. We went to red box together with my cell group and had a blast there hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den we had sound check and stuff, we then changed to our formal clothes and got ready to enter the venue. Prom started out with a bally dancing thingie but i den get to watch if properly because i was backstage.. Somehow i got nominated to be prom king. So i had to do a catwalk and answer a question which was total crap because the prom king is based on popularity not on how well you can walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long after that our band had to get ready. So yea we performed 3 songs, i love rock and roll, seize the day and sweet child of mine. Sadly the people in the back cant hear the guitar properly because it was not connected to the mike properly. Only the people in front can hear the guitar. Compared to our jamming sessions, the performance was okay only. After the performance, james, came to me and adrian and said, " A guy from Sony BMG liked our shit and we wants to offer us a record deal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like wow.. wow wow... our performance was okay only. Not superb not amazing, it was okay well if compared to our jamming sessions lah. Unfortunately, I'll most prob be going to Australia and Akash is going to another country so yea.. I dont think it'll work out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the dance floor was open. So we started dancing and had a wonderful time. My classmated eg, Kay, Syafik, Pcha, Han Sien, etc etc were all there as well and wow, i dint know kay can move like that hahahahaha. Well we did some shuffling, some r &amp;amp; b some bangra. By that time, i really wanted to have some alcohol and thats when Akash and Rubern came in. Akash was like here jeff you'll like this (reffering to the fruit punch) better and i sure did hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dancing for a while and some grinding with Kay lol.. a bit gayish, i followed Shereen, Pei Hua, and Carlye (a newly found friend) to The Loft club and danced more there. We finished at around 330 am, went to eat den reached home at 4 sth. Finally i slept at 5..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the last day of sam was a really good one, although it is suppose to be a sad occassion, it was okay. I took so so many pictures but the camera is not with me now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till next time, i'll upload the pictures&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-753595062307560154?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/753595062307560154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=753595062307560154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/753595062307560154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/753595062307560154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/11/prom-07.html' title='Prom 07'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4739331460371450536</id><published>2007-11-15T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:36:30.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween night gig</title><content type='html'>Hehe exams finally over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far did not do much yet. I've been packing and packing my room.&lt;br /&gt;Going to jam everyday for my performance during prom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to type hahaha but i'll type about my previous gig tho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Thursday night before the exam week, i went out of the library and it was quite late at night at that time already. I saw james and akash standing near the guard house to i went there and greated them. James said to me, can you jam tomorrow? We need a drummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you see there are a few problems here. 1st is that my exam starts on the coming Monday, next, that is not the 1st time they said they needed me to play. It happened a few times then they said they didnt need me then that drummer pulled out, then they need me, then got another then dont need me, then he pulled out then they need me.. so on and so on. Next problem is that the gig is on the same night james asked me to jam. And finally, i had the learn the songs in one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you think that is bad, on the next day, we found out that Vivek, the lead guitarist got grounded so he cant come, we had no singer and Akash the bassist came one hour late for the jamming session. And since Vivek cant come, we had to change songs... So yea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the streak of problems didnt stop there, after that during sound check, the drum was crap, the cymbal was cracked, the stand was broken, seat cant be adjusted, the snare drum wont engage properly, the bass drums had no stoppers so it kept rocking side to side and the bass drum kept moving forward. Finally, the hi-hat sounds like trash cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we were expecting a crowd of over 100 people.. hmmm only about 50 showed up. So.. crap after crap came up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it is our turn to play, we put up a good show considering the fact that our keyboardist had to play some of the lead guitar part and our bassist sang and the drum was crap. Haha we got the crowd jumping and we received a number of compliments and some of them according to Prem was the drummer rocks wahahahahahaha... Well it feels good to have your sacrifice and hard work appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson.. If everything is crap, some good may still come out of it if you pray and try hard enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4739331460371450536?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4739331460371450536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4739331460371450536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4739331460371450536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4739331460371450536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-night-gig.html' title='halloween night gig'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-2723863957602976855</id><published>2007-11-06T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T02:11:33.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Hehe 2 down, 3 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- math&lt;br /&gt;Moday- Biology&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Chem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then freedom!!!! for the time being.. Before more work or university comes hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as akash said in the tag, we had a gig. haha will update more on that next week when it all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson. put your exams 1st hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-2723863957602976855?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/2723863957602976855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=2723863957602976855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2723863957602976855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2723863957602976855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/11/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-8279050827971308967</id><published>2007-11-04T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T16:29:52.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It starts now</title><content type='html'>It starts in a few hour's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One whole year of struggling, ups and downs, break downs, hours in the library and all the hard work boils down to 15 hours of intensive writing and reading. 15 hours determines if i can achieve my TER of 95% or even better 96% to enter the University of Newcaslte. The place is waiting for me, all i need to do is to get in with the results required. God bless me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my internals, i need to score a straight A for all the papers in order to get straight A for the final results and then of course with the straight A, I'll be able to be ranked top 5% or TER 95%. Well it is not impossible, i've already worked very hard, it all depends on the mercy and grace of God now. AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of my friends, all the best for the coming 5 hours. Study hard, pray hard but sleep harder. God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson... uh... finals sums up everyting and put a fullstop to your course. So do damn well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-8279050827971308967?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/8279050827971308967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=8279050827971308967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8279050827971308967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8279050827971308967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-starts-now.html' title='It starts now'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1985213766903764237</id><published>2007-10-26T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T01:50:56.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chronicles of G2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt; all these pictures are taken on the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; last day of college which is yesterday. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; from class G2 which is the class of the scholars, for some reason, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;eventhough&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not a scholar, I was thrown into the class. Well these series of pictures will show you why they are scholars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay 1st of all, i got into the class, as usual, a bit late and the teacher was not there yet. Well was there havoc? was there any noise, people walking around or running around? talking? Well look at the picture and see for yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125549002611788754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGbqVuIi9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/3fHYpyDC1Fc/s320/DSC05003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to remind you, there was no teacher at that time and this is the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; last day of college. Well then, the teacher came in :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125548972547017666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGboluIi8I/AAAAAAAAABw/3mee5Wgwnk0/s320/DSC04989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well and she told us what to do, and we got to work immediately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGcLVuIjBI/AAAAAAAAACU/fMAY6RvNeG8/s1600-h/DSC05006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125549569547471890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGcLVuIjBI/AAAAAAAAACU/fMAY6RvNeG8/s320/DSC05006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGcMluIjCI/AAAAAAAAACc/C_GuxsHVaFo/s1600-h/DSC05009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125549591022308386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGcMluIjCI/AAAAAAAAACc/C_GuxsHVaFo/s320/DSC05009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125549028381592546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGbr1uIi-I/AAAAAAAAACA/BI2-enNYyBQ/s320/DSC05004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125549045561461746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGbs1uIi_I/AAAAAAAAACI/tryo8ATdqcQ/s320/DSC05005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when they finished their work, this is what they did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGcNluIjDI/AAAAAAAAACk/0raFvXb-4dY/s1600-h/DSC05012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125549608202177586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGcNluIjDI/AAAAAAAAACk/0raFvXb-4dY/s320/DSC05012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what i did?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGbnFuIi7I/AAAAAAAAABo/7jtMjXnp_AI/s1600-h/DSC04984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125548946777213874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGbnFuIi7I/AAAAAAAAABo/7jtMjXnp_AI/s320/DSC04984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;, my friend took that while i was... well as the picture suggests, napping.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now you know why they are scholars?? Although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not a scholar, I have been pushed very hard by them and it was a pleasure being classmates with these smart people who know how to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;divide&lt;/span&gt; their time properly. Well they can study but at the same time, they know how to have fun.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lesson, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;divide&lt;/span&gt; your time properly to be like them. And for me, the correct peers give you the correct pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7794140039689813547-1985213766903764237?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1985213766903764237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1985213766903764237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1985213766903764237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1985213766903764237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/chronicles-or-g2.html' title='Chronicles of G2'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/RyGbqVuIi9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/3fHYpyDC1Fc/s72-c/DSC05003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794140039689813547.post-3344541928882229111</id><published>2007-10-22T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:23:41.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster ride</title><content type='html'>Haha ever since the 1st day in SAM, on the orientation day, the 1st thing the program director said was&lt;br /&gt;"Being in the SAM program is like being on a super long roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think you have time to rest, you'll have to scream again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true that 1st statement was. It gave a kinda summarized the entire SAM experience. It is headache at times, irritating enough for you to scream, stressful like a never ending drop on a roller coaster ride, just when you hand up an assignment you turn around back to your seat and realise there is another one waiting for you. Just when a test in over, your teacher reminds you that you have a practical exam coming up. When the practical exam is over, the teacher reminds you that you have a presentation to do the following week. Well the list goes on and on and on.. Imagine sitting on Goliath (a huge roller coaster in six flags magic mountain USA) but it has 100x more hills to climb and drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today is Tuesday, and college has ended. I'm going to the library, and then for a talk on the University of Newcastle. This means that i have Wednesday, Thursday and Friday left in college... Wow... 3 more days and the hills part of the roller coaster is over. Now comes the loops and corkscrews. After this 3 days, 1 week of study leave and then 10 days of examination. And you finally reach the station where you queued up in at 2nd january 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never gets easier does it?&lt;br /&gt;Leaving your friends and college.&lt;br /&gt;By this age, we should be used to it already, the whole good bye i'll see you soon thingie..&lt;br /&gt;But well for me, it never gets easier. Only 3 more days in G2 and then it is all on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson.. For future Sam students, be prepared to board the longest roller coaster of your life. But like all roller coasters, at the end of it all, you wanna queue and go on it again. Or you can always board another roller coaster hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3344541928882229111?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3344541928882229111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3344541928882229111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3344541928882229111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3344541928882229111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/roller-coaster-ride.html' title='Roller Coaster ride'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1486137259039449868</id><published>2007-10-22T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T22:10:40.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastor and his ass lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. The pastor was so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;pleased with the donkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that he entered it in the race again, and it won again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The local newspaper read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The next day, the local newspaper headline read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This was too much for the bishop so he ordered the pastor to get rid of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;the donkey. The pastor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;next day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The bishop fainted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sold it to a farmer for$10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The next day the paper read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'NUN SELLS HER ASS FOR $10'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As a last resort the bishop ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lead it to the plains where it could run wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The next day the headlines read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NUN ANNOUNCES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The bishop was buried the next day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The moral of the story is...being concerned about public opinion can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;bring you much grief and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;misery ...and even shorten your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So be yourself and enjoy life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Only worry about your own ASS, not someone else's.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; You'll be a lot happier and live longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-1486137259039449868?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1486137259039449868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1486137259039449868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1486137259039449868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1486137259039449868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/pastor-and-his-ass-lol.html' title='Pastor and his ass lol'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5981886560079127845</id><published>2007-10-21T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T09:06:31.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Fun</title><content type='html'>Hehe tis past few days, i've been having too much fun.... Well i've been studying also lah but not as much as i am suppose to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets start with thursday, went to the curve with my cell group from 8pm and reached home at 2.30 am... We watched the 3rd bourne movie hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123819638428350898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/Rxt20GGxObI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nUY-qa-etSg/s320/DSC04814.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well on Friday, i went to college for the last day of Yellow House and then went out jogging with Hui Hua and got a Baskin Robbins with her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123819642723318210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/Rxt20WGxOcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/vITm4CllfuI/s320/DSC04857.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123819647018285522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/Rxt20mGxOdI/AAAAAAAAAAw/kzVMB_qYr3U/s320/DSC04870.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123819651313252834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/Rxt202GxOeI/AAAAAAAAAA4/uQZFzhOwxOs/s320/DSC04876.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Saturday, went to my friend's house for a Hari Raya open house. Had a lot of good food there. Then went to church as usual and surprised Ian Lee with her birthday cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123819651313252850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/Rxt202GxOfI/AAAAAAAAABA/1mXzHlGSeK0/s320/DSC04884.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123821296285727234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/Rxt4UmGxOgI/AAAAAAAAABI/c_RV35LLXDI/s320/DSC04915.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today, (sunday) went to sunway with Ian Lee's parents, watched a movie and celebrated her birthday again with her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123821304875661842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/Rxt4VGGxOhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4SxVQLFyaIw/s320/DSC04930.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123821304875661858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/Rxt4VGGxOiI/AAAAAAAAABY/PteE7qKC_ls/s320/DSC04938.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well.. Gosh time to sleep late and wake up early to make up for loss time hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5981886560079127845?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5981886560079127845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5981886560079127845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5981886560079127845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5981886560079127845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/too-much-fun.html' title='Too Much Fun'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aIlUH66nigs/Rxt20GGxObI/AAAAAAAAAAg/nUY-qa-etSg/s72-c/DSC04814.1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794140039689813547.post-3922097251256772281</id><published>2007-10-19T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T20:56:01.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life changing</title><content type='html'>Epilogue.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the quite late update.. Have been busy with studies and posting in another blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yesterday, I went for the final Yellow House meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm for those who dont know, Yellow House is a community project thing where we have to interact, and inspire a group of orphans.&lt;br /&gt;So yea yesterday was the final meeting but there were no orphans there because it was our certificate awarding gathering thingie. So Mr Lau prepared a slide show with our pictures with all the kids and wow.. It was saddening that it is all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, i 1st joined this programme because it will give me extra credits with my university applications. Having community service is a big plus mark. But as i slowly got to know the kids in my group, and they started to share their stories and draw some quite sad pictures about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the nicest message i saw is by a kid in my group. She wrote&lt;br /&gt;"Yellow House is a Happy House"&lt;br /&gt;That really shows that Yellow house really helped them learn and enjoy themselves although they are orphans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there were sad messages as well, like the kid from Syafik's group.&lt;br /&gt;"I have friends but they are not here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are pretty broken so yea we with nice families should really feel fortunate to be blessed with families. Once again, i have to say so what if they dont get you a Gucci bag or a PS3? at least you have them. Honour your parents in one of the ten commandments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being involved in Yellow House, going to college everyweek, is not just a duty to carry out but i look forward to it. Sometimes when kids from my group dont turn up, like once where they where only one kid and the rest were volunteers in my group.. The other kids have been sent to other programs that week, so yea that week was very empty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm now that is all over, I'm glad we started MADU club which stands for Making a Differance United.. Hmm now that MADU club is official in taylors college, Yellow House project can continue to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, Honour your parents and life is more than pleasing yourself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3922097251256772281?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3922097251256772281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3922097251256772281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3922097251256772281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3922097251256772281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-changing.html' title='Life changing'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-8552760068261585867</id><published>2007-10-16T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:36:19.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooliest</title><content type='html'>Everyday i read the bible.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i learn somthing new&lt;br /&gt;Everyday each verse i read has a meaning&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i can apply something i learnt from the bible&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i learn something that I can use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing that the bible can contain so many lessons and messages that practically touch on every part of our lives&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-8552760068261585867?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/8552760068261585867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=8552760068261585867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8552760068261585867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8552760068261585867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/cooliest.html' title='Cooliest'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4858793509772149704</id><published>2007-10-13T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T10:25:21.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Character flaws</title><content type='html'>Thanks for viewing!! My blog has finally reached over 1000 views from Aug 07&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;I am not proud to say but I have many many character flaws.&lt;br /&gt;Low self control&lt;br /&gt;Constantly having bad thoughts in my mind that i really really do not want to think about&lt;br /&gt;Problem controlling temptations&lt;br /&gt;Lazy&lt;br /&gt;Unable to focus for long hours while studying&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy in class&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid sometimes over small things&lt;br /&gt;Think to far and negative at times&lt;br /&gt;etc etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It most certainly is not easy to correct problems and bugs in characters so it obviously needs a lot of perseverance and prayers. Nobody besides God is perfect. If we were to list down the people who got successful after failing many times, we'll have a never ending list. Imagine how our world would be like if we dont have people who fails but gets up again and again until finally, the light bulb or the telephone, or the air plane is invented. Without those fundemental inventions, what will happen to hand phones, televisions and Airbus A380?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, like in computers, bugs in character can be fixed with the correct commands and enough perseverance. Many many heroes of faith as we can read from the bible also failed from time to time but they never gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, i need to fix my attitude of not focusing when studying. I have only about 3 more weeks before my finals and this is my final leg of preperations. If i dont do well, i can say good bye to australia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, character flaws can be fixed with attention, time and perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to add a lot of gasoline to the dying flame&lt;br /&gt;I dont want it to die but maybe the wind is too darn strong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4858793509772149704?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4858793509772149704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4858793509772149704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4858793509772149704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4858793509772149704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/character-flaws.html' title='Character flaws'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-3922958281645850366</id><published>2007-10-09T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T05:37:48.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We melted their faces</title><content type='html'>After many tiring hours of jamming and practicing, after using up so much money paying for the studios, after listening to the songs over and over again so many times, it finally paid off but the fun has just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened in Asia Cafe. James, Vivik, Adrian and me were sitting down and thinking of what songs to play. Then came Penny and Grace, they were whispering from a distance and James went like what the heck were they whispering about. The 2 girls came over and James squat down in front of Penny and put his hands together like he was begging or praying. Then Penny said these words. Sorry guys you got cut. All of our faces changed and we were all shocked after the performance we put during the auditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few seconds of looking at our sad faces, she said i was just joking. You guys got it. Then cheers and laughter could be heard. James lit a cigarette and so did Penny and i can see that she really enjoyed it. Well after a long time of not touching a cigarette she must have felt very very high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that surprised me was the teachers. There were 2 biology teachers there and they were not young teachers. They were experienced and older teachers maybe around the 50s. They did not like last kiss!! They did not really enjoy the slow and oldies song. Instead they enjoyed Sweet Child of Mine and most of all, the solo. They even said that they wanna see James and Vivik do more solos. Plus for one of the other band, they asked the drummer to play a solo. They are cool teachers man. I thought they'll be the teachers that listen to eric clapton or kenny rodgers or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we decided to learn these songs&lt;br /&gt;Seize The Day&lt;br /&gt;Wind of Change&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to The Jungle&lt;br /&gt;She Builds Quick Madness&lt;br /&gt;Fall to Pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, dont judge books by their covers. Who knows? the old lady staying near your house may love listening to Slipknot. And hard work and prayers will pay off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3922958281645850366?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3922958281645850366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3922958281645850366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3922958281645850366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3922958281645850366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-melted-their-faces.html' title='We melted their faces'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4468575901082622650</id><published>2007-10-07T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T06:53:15.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>I remember last year during battle of the bands. My band played and honestly we were not all that good. There was a band there, to be more specific a college band. They played sweet child of mine and they were very very good. The solo was nailed and they were very good. Then there i was, thinking wow if only i can be in a band like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today, I went jamming with the band i am in again and well honestly, it was amazing. We played Last Kiss, Sweet Child of Mine and You Shook Me All Night Long. Well and i have to say we were very good. I cant believe it that God has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; blessed me with such a band. Such a band that plays so well. And i have to say that i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; the weakest link in that band because they are really good. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;guitarist&lt;/span&gt; learnt the solo in 2 days and now it is practically perfect already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days of crap, today was really amazing. It started normally but then i went to the library and had a great time there not only studying but hanging out with Ian Lee and Adrian. Then i went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;akar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kayar&lt;/span&gt; which is a very very good jamming studio owned by a Malaysian artist. There we played and it was really good. The best we have played ever. After that, i thought of who to eat dinner with because Celina went out with her family and usually if that happens I'll have to eat alone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; they wont come pick me up. So i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;smsed&lt;/span&gt; a friend but had a negative response. And then E-Ting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;smsed&lt;/span&gt; and invited me for dinner. So dinner was with a group of friends and yea i made some new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, went to Cheryl's room and talked to them, including Paul. So yea learnt somethings bout the politics of medicine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt; and on top of everything, i studied quite a bit today.. so yea what a nice Sunday i had. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;fun filled&lt;/span&gt; day with highness when jamming as a side dish.. Yea jamming was such a high. Not that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; taken drugs but it was certainly more high than being drunk. James, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Vivek&lt;/span&gt;, Adrian, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Akash&lt;/span&gt;... Wow amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;musicians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson.. Well i cant think of any, just wanna say how much i enjoyed today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4468575901082622650?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4468575901082622650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4468575901082622650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4468575901082622650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4468575901082622650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-day.html' title='what a day'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-2714110611962499942</id><published>2007-10-06T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T07:39:55.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SJC rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Prologue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Church service was just over and i have to say it was one of the most fun ones I've been to. Y u might ask? because it was our church's 2nd production!!! SJC rocks!!! which is a musical play. The actors really really put in a lot of effort to make this play a success and there were so many people there!!! The entire church was filled!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The church was targeting for 2000 people and i think that target is easily reached. Well cell group targeted for 30 people and GOSH it is freaking hard to invite people. I mean whats wrong with going to church? It is only 2 hours and it is so much fun. It is not like you go there and you must pray, you must worship Jesus, just go there, meet friendly and happy people, go enjoy yourself and be touched by the Holy Spirit because it will touch you even if you believe or not. Because our Daddy, Father, King and Saviour loves you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sjc rocks is a play about believing in yourself and making the best out of what you have. Well just believe in yourself because we all have a plan prepared for us. We dont have to be someone we are not or try to look like someone else. We must be happy that we are unique correct? Imagine looking on your left and seeing a stranger looking just like you or even wearing the same shirt or even the same pair of shoes.. Goodness embarrassing rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the play, we may see ourself as a nerd, a wannabe, a cheerleader, the freshman, the cool guy or even the nobody but we are all still who we are and we all have our own parts to play. Even if we feel insignificant, unwanted, or even not needed, you feel that if you disappear from the world nobody would notice, trust me, the world will be a different place if you suddenly disappear because God uses unexpected people for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word of the Lord came to me, saying,&lt;br /&gt;Before i formed you in the womb i knew you&lt;br /&gt;before you were born i set you apart:&lt;br /&gt;(Jeremiah 1 : 4 - 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See believe that we all have our own purposes to play in this world because before our parents knew us, our Heavenly Father knew us and he had a plan for us. He knew us since day 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around, day is always followed by night,&lt;br /&gt;Big bulls cannot survive without tiny bacterias in their guts&lt;br /&gt;The great red tree cannot life without small red ants&lt;br /&gt;Blue whales cannot survive without tiny plankton and krills&lt;br /&gt;Plants absorb nutrients from the soil which is provided by decomposers&lt;br /&gt;They use these nutrients, sunlight, CO2 and water to make food&lt;br /&gt;Food are taken by animals which is then eaten by more animals&lt;br /&gt;These animals undergo respiration which uses oxygen and provide CO2&lt;br /&gt;These animals die and nutrients is returned to the soil.&lt;br /&gt;Great rivers originated from small water reservoirs&lt;br /&gt;and will end up in the seas which will evaporate,&lt;br /&gt;from clouds and then the water is returned to the top of the mountains&lt;br /&gt;to start the cycle again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To talk about these beautiful balanced things created by God is amazing&lt;br /&gt;but where do we stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson,, as humans who else better to be but ourselves? Be the better you because you can do better than what you are now. We all have our part to play in the plan that God has properly laid out. So if you feel that you are a nobody, no you are not. In the eyes of God, you are somebody so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Epilogue:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is a waste that my friends and family members that I invited was not bothered to go for SJC rocks because it was really good.. like really really. We even sang some songs in Japanese and they had bleach and naruto on the screen. It was a really touching service. A service ment for decisions which we saw quite a number. I invite you not to hit our target of 30 people to avoid being killed by my cell group leader but I invite you only because i care and i know that whatever happens, you will not be 100 % the same person as before. If i am wrong, breakfast, lunch and dinner is on me. Anyhow, it is your choice, however i disagree, i have to oblige.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-2714110611962499942?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/2714110611962499942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=2714110611962499942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2714110611962499942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2714110611962499942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/sjc-rocks.html' title='SJC rocks'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-7772490952987760736</id><published>2007-10-02T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T08:29:25.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no</title><content type='html'>My dad just called.. and oh noooo no no no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are far to near.. Too near to be even touching my computer&lt;br /&gt;Too near to be walking home, i should start running home so that i can study&lt;br /&gt;Too near that i must study all the time&lt;br /&gt;too near that i must do exercises all the time when i can&lt;br /&gt;too near to be spending too much time dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. It is time to speed things up and put on my game face&lt;br /&gt;My future depends on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea it is game time.&lt;br /&gt;No more Mr nice guy time to get down to busniess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7772490952987760736?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7772490952987760736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=7772490952987760736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7772490952987760736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7772490952987760736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-no.html' title='Oh no'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-9117367764604770936</id><published>2007-10-01T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:58:15.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do next?</title><content type='html'>Plans plans plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if it is wrong but I am the type of person that likes to plan what to do on the start of the day. I wake up thinking okay, today break time i'll come home to take a nap, then i'll go gym, then tuition, then computer, then dinner, then pool, then study etc etc etc. After that, I plan on who to eat with, who to play pool with where to study etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every once in a while, something unexpected comes up,&lt;br /&gt;for example, your friend invites you for dinner, tuition is canceled, or even your friend invites you for a game of counter strike.&lt;br /&gt;Now perfectly fine with those things happening, but i get pissed when it happens in the last minute. Give me at least 30 min warning would you? If you wanna cancel an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like today, the plan was to go to the gym before tuition.&lt;br /&gt;It rained, so cut out gym and go tuition but waiting there for 10 min den I CALLED the teacher he says tuition is canceled. I HAD TO CALL HIM! He has our numbers y not just send a message? Now that gets me pissed. College ends at 2 pm and i waited till 410 to find out that i wasted 2 hours and 10 minutes at home waiting to go tuition? I could have gone to Sunway to join Ian Lee and her friends, i could have gone to the library, i could have gone to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine with that over and done with, dinner was with Faye, her friend and Celina at AC then a game of pool with them. I came back to find out Celina had gone out with her brother and mother. I'm perfectly fine with that but please dont tell me only after i had to call and ask where are you. Tell me that you are leaving and i had to eat dinner myself so that i'll know what to do next. It is only a sms away and it saves a lot of trouble to both parties. (this i dont blame celina cuz i din tell her that we were suppose to go out with faye and play pool. So itis kinda my fault for not clarifying my plans with her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew, our cell group friend, is a guy who had to pick up so many people to and from church. To dinner, to parties, gatherings etc etc etc. It is what he wants to do but i really pity him when people dont reply his messages or change plans in the last minute. Not long ago, he was supposed to pick up a few friends. He smsed and called, no response. When he got there and called, they finally picked up and said nope we are not going. I salute him for still being able to smile at them. After driving all the way and waiting outside the house to be turned down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, please be responsible and tell people when things had to be changed so that you dont trouble him or her. It is not the end of the world if plans have to be changed. In fact things very seldom goes as planned. There is always a few surprises but if somebody is suppose to pick you up please do the right thing and comfirm things with the driver and this applies to other situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. lol this is the 1st post in a long time that does not mentiont the word God...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for God so loves the world he gave his only begotten Son that whoever believed in him shall not perish but have eternal life..&lt;br /&gt;God gave us his only son, he gave us his best. Let us give our best to society and Him as well&lt;br /&gt;Lol scratch out the part where i say i din mention God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-9117367764604770936?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/9117367764604770936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=9117367764604770936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9117367764604770936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9117367764604770936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-to-do-next.html' title='What to do next?'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6517093013110862188</id><published>2007-09-29T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T08:17:26.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y do bad when you can do good?</title><content type='html'>Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. People reap what they sow.&lt;br /&gt;Those who sow to please their sinful nature, from that nature will reap destruction; those who sow to please the Spirit, form the Spirit it will reap eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;Let us not become weary in doing good, for the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers.&lt;br /&gt;Gal 6: 7 - 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let us not become weary in doing good"&lt;br /&gt;"Let us not become weary in doing good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y is it so darn important to do good? Those who do good to please their sinful nature, will get destruction. So doing good only in not important, we must do good with a good heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y must we do good? because we are a minority. Everywhere people do bad. Everywhere you hear swears, you see people littering, you see people mocking, teasing, demoralising etc etc. Whatever happened to good morning, how are you today? (with a firm handshake). Now if you do that when you meet a stranger, he'll think you are crazy but all you want to do is to be polite. And how is this post relevent to lessons from my life? because it is too common to see people loitering and smoking by the roadside cursing twice in every sentence. A flash of truth, it is not cool. Well if you think it is, wait till you are out of college trying to start your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to once again the lesson is y do bad when we can do good? Y condemn when we can praise?&lt;br /&gt;"As we have the opportunity, let us be good to all people"&lt;br /&gt;Anger and rage will pass, until it does, dont do something that you'll regrett because what comes out of our mouth, not what we put in, is very important. If you say something that you regrett, it is already too late. Even the best glue in the world cannot stick a broken glass back to the original shape and look.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6517093013110862188?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6517093013110862188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6517093013110862188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6517093013110862188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6517093013110862188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/y-do-bad-when-you-can-do-good.html' title='Y do bad when you can do good?'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1476973890841514074</id><published>2007-09-28T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:17:15.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Create and destroy</title><content type='html'>Haha i have to stress that what i type is based on how i feel, think and how i relate it to what i have learnt from His words.. If you dont agree then you dont agree. I dont really care because some issues can be debated till you die but still you'll never get a winner.&lt;br /&gt;*warning some usage of vulgar words*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well itis true that Christians are treated differently is it not? I remember back when i was in secondary school. Jeremy and Daniel Gan both on fire to serve God, both passionate both always sharing the words of God, Jeremy always taught me bout things that God our father said, and Daniel always always trying to get me to go to church. Both, esp Daniel was treated differently in school. Some people try to avoid them before they start preaching, some try not to seek them for adivce etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you hear this comment "arent you a Christian? Can you do that?", "I thought Christians cant do things like these?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy was the 1st one who told me, we do good because we are saved not we do good because we want to be saved. There is a differance. If you do good to be saved, you can curse, you can have sex, you can kill people but at the end of the day, you help many many many people and you go to heaven. Friends thats not how it works. Sins build walls that seperate you from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to curse, i use to condemn people, i use to doubt the existance of God, i use to believe in myself, i use to believe that it is i who live, i use to indulge in things that brings about short term pleasures (not happiness) but leave an empty shell behind as an after effect. I use to but i didnt need to and i dont plan to. Whats the point of saying fuck? whats the point of saying asshole? whats the point of saying bitch? Whats the point when you dont need to? Saying those words make you feel happy? It makes you feel good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets try a different and better approach shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck that guy nearly hit my car.&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; My goodness, is that driver okay?&lt;br /&gt;Shit, i ran out of fucking money!!!&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; I need to go to the atm machine&lt;br /&gt;She has been acting like a bitch&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; Is she okay? She has been acting differently.&lt;br /&gt;I'm mother fucking tired now.&lt;br /&gt;-----&gt; I desperately need a rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, cursing is not necessary rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything God creates is good, the devil never create anything. He copies like a counterfeit and make it evil. Sex, language, medicine are a few example of good things created by God but misused by man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I really hope pastor or Kristy can preach sth bout what i'm gonna type)&lt;br /&gt;God created sex in genesis and it was good. Indeed sex is a very good thing if you have it with your spouse who you love truly. The problem here is when things are rushed. It is very hard to tell if something is love or lust because they can feel the same yet the effects brought are very different. Besides the love i have with God and with my family members, i can safely say that i have never loved a girl (I mean as in want to marry and stuff lah not as in friendship way). It was lust and hormones and emotions. Love can never have a happy ending because it will never end. So what now? Take it slow lah. It does not mean that the moment a surge of hormones flow in your bloodstream you have to be together with him or her. Wait till the hormone levels go down to normal levels and then you think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a relationship is based on lust and sex, it will end sadly and people will get hurt. You might as well have one night stands and friends with benefits. It has the same effect (you have the pleasures of sex, jeopardizing your virginity and name and leaving a feeling of emptyness and guilt) but no painful endings because there was no beginning. If you are in a relationship because you need someone to give you attention, then it will also end painfully because you have to parent yourself. Kristy, "Only you can give yourself all the attention you need". However, if itis based on love, praise the Lord... till death do you apart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medicine is created for good but there is drug abuse&lt;br /&gt;Sex is created for good but there is sex abuse, sex slaves etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Language is created for good but there is verbal abuse&lt;br /&gt;Nuclear technology is created for good but there is weapons of mass destruction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, everything that God creates is good it is how man take and use it. If you can do good then y do bad? If you can encourage, y demoralize? If you can love, y hate? If you can avoid doing something bad.. y not? There is nothing more satisfying than proudly turning away from temptations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-1476973890841514074?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1476973890841514074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1476973890841514074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1476973890841514074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1476973890841514074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/create-and-destroy.html' title='Create and destroy'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-9163683296818241205</id><published>2007-09-28T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T11:18:39.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uh.. tag replies</title><content type='html'>haha a bit lazy to reply on the tagbox so reply here lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anon : Thanks a lot!! I'll be really happy if you can identify yourseld tho. haha it started from sharing my experience, typing what i felt and tot was right.. now i try as much as i can to base it on the word of God. Indeed God is good! Pastor Kevin has always encouraged us to be relevant in spreading the words of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Yea exactly.. We are who we are, not based on what we have or how we look like, tats what i learnt from cell group lah. And your line, i am who i am. Haha and no my journey has just begun and I hardly know God but i'm getting there, i certainly am. The journey is gonna be extreamely important. Lol i type mostly from what i learnt in sermons, cell groups or what i read. I still have a lot a lot to learn and reli, you know much more than me. And if you say He is mysterious i have to believe it. You were and still is my pope man. Always giving advises that is strainght to the point without pity. But from pastor Kong, "our journey is important, if it was not, we should have died the moment we got saved so that we whould be in heaven"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl: thanks a lot er jie!! haha but i still have a lot to go through before i dare call myself mature both spiritually and thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-9163683296818241205?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/9163683296818241205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=9163683296818241205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9163683296818241205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9163683296818241205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/uh-tag-replies.html' title='uh.. tag replies'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-8694840140966269730</id><published>2007-09-27T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:13:11.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self esteem</title><content type='html'>Trials are over.. Physics was hard, biology was harder but chemistry harder than all 5 papers added up together.. Seriously.. I was dying during the paper. Blurred, unsure what to write, dont know how to calculate, dont know how to write the essay.. Gosh i reli cant imagine my marks.. hopefully i dont get anyting lower than a B..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today's cell group's message was a very good one. Just when i was loosing confidance and hope in getting my Ter95 and above, our beloved cell group leader, Kristy talked about self-esteem or self respect or self confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see i'm sure from time to time, we think y cant i be like that person? Y cant i be like Michael Jordan who plays basketball so well. Y cant i be like Bill Gates who is so smart and is the richest guy on earth. Y cant i be this, y cant i be that? and it goes on and on and on. Like my dad always say, be happy with yourself and today in cell, Kristy explained just how important that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self confidence is accepting the truth about yourself and correcting it. If we are not willing to accept the fact that we made a mistake, we'll never correct it. We must be secure in what or who we are, recognize our weaknesses and strengths and try to convert most of them into strengths. Like Kristy said, if something happens in you, deal with it. Before changes and growth can take place, we have to 1st understand ourselves and our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm we always seem to pray for strength, we pray for wisdom, we pray for courage, we pray for knowledge. God is not a shortcut, God grants our prayers by helping us learn to be what we want to be. You want to be strong, very well, He'll pile you up with problems so that everytime you solve one, you'll emerge to be someone much stronger than before. You want to have courage, very well, He'll give you a chance to speak in public and if you take up that challange, you'll emerge more experienced and more brave. (the last message Kristy said to us {i forgot to mention sorry!} )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you'll never get to the end if you dont go through the journey. and life is a journey, a very long one. So dont try to be someone you are not.. I still remember what my secondary teacher said "you dont have to borrow things from other people". You are born as you, so die as you as well dont try to be someone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-8694840140966269730?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/8694840140966269730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=8694840140966269730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8694840140966269730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8694840140966269730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/self-esteem.html' title='Self esteem'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-2720944463432230666</id><published>2007-09-24T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T06:18:55.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something out of nothing</title><content type='html'>SORRY JEREMY but this post will surely be related to God in someway or another haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City harvest church singapore started with 16 people and now has grown to 20,000. City Harvest Church kl had 20 and now 1200. My uncle's company started with one second hand machine and now has so many factories. Tiong Nam started with 2 lorries and now owns hunderens of them. So many more examples i can give where some huge success story started from very very humble beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm not really successful, not even top student but I started to think about this when i was on the phone. I'm sure most if not all all our friendships starts with a simple hi, from then on, it starts to grow and grow, before you know it, the bonds between you and your friend becomes so vast. My friendship with Ian Lee started with a lame message half typed in malay, praise the lord she decided to reply. My friendship with Hui Hua started with a lame twiggies joke. Andrew and Kristy introduced by Dennis and it started with a firm handshake. Asfar started with a happy and jovial hi. Ca Wen started with a tease (i had a crush on some1 tat time). My friendship with John and Julian started long ago when we were still small kids who only think about having fun all the time. All these friendships slowly began to grow and prosper unitl they become such an important component of our life. They all become supporing pillars that help hold you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes fight happens, misunderstandings happen. Maybe sometime you did very badly for your exam and you blame it on your friend who is disturbing you too much. But at the end of the day, you should sit down and talk things out because true life long friends do not quit on each other, true friends do not turn the other way they do not walk away from you. Friends always help each other cheer up. Friends make life more colorful. Friends turn that upside down smile correct way up. Friends check on you and make sure you are allright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are thinking about ending a long established friendship. If you are thinking about breaking a strong bond you have with a friend, think again and look for other alternaitves because turing away can affect not only your friend's life but also yours because you are about to destroy one of the pillars that hold you up. There is always a reason that God make you two meet each other. Nothing happens by chance, it all happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, smile and say hi.. it may be a start of a beautiful friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-2720944463432230666?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/2720944463432230666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=2720944463432230666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2720944463432230666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2720944463432230666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/something-out-of-nothing.html' title='Something out of nothing'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6379261127575676915</id><published>2007-09-22T02:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T02:07:31.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The phone never seem to ring&lt;br /&gt;when you are waiting for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6379261127575676915?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6379261127575676915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6379261127575676915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6379261127575676915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6379261127575676915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/phone-never-seem-to-ring-when-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4639411740767818557</id><published>2007-09-21T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T19:08:34.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams do come true (well partially) =S</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I made one fateful phone call. This is roughly how the conversation went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hey….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not good…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? What happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I had an argument with my mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh you wanna talk about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No I cant talk to you right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then msg me later then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 lines made me study less than 5 pages that night. 5 lines made me toss and turn until 12.15 and wake up at 7.10 when I was trying to sleep at 11. 5 lines made me wake up suddenly 5 times in the middle of the night thinking about what had happened to my friend. 5 lines my friend said made me had a nightmare. 5 lines made me change 5 different plans a had for my weekends. Only 5 lines, a short but powerful conversation which made me realize how much significance this friend had on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t usually dream at night. I usually sleep in silence without much disturbance. If I do dream, it would be unlogical like going to universal studio through my room door, mostly happy and well the point is that I get nightmares once in 5 blue moons??? Haha. And this nightmare is not the ones with witches, ghosts or vampires trying to kill you. This nightmare was so real, so real that I woke up believing that it was real until I checked my phone for outgoing calls and the time of the calls. This nightmare was about loosing high hopes and dreams, changing plans which you have been talking and looking forward to for weeks after a phone call. It was horrible. I kept hoping that it will never come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7.10, thinking that phone call i recieved in that dream was true until well i checked my calls lah. I tossed and turned even more after it was approx 7.55 where I finally thought it was okay to call that friend. And in that not so long conversation, half of my dream came true and I can’t help but to grow extremely sad. Wow after all that God has blessed me with, I guess He can’t shower you with blessings all the time. Once in a while, crap like these has to come up. An event that i've been looking forward to for weeks had to be cancled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cant i sleep properly? Cuz i was worried for my friend&lt;br /&gt;Y cant i study properly? Cuz i was distracted&lt;br /&gt;How did i get that dream? Cuz i was constantly thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;Y am i sad? Cuz plans had to be changed&lt;br /&gt;Whats the problem? Our time is not now&lt;br /&gt;Why do i need plaster? Cuz i have fallen&lt;br /&gt;Why am i doing and thinking all these on the eve of examinations? Cuz i can.&lt;br /&gt;Am i commiting a crime? Of course not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson. Nightmares do partially come true (it was the 1st time in my life that a nightmare felt so real). Well when it does, have faith. He's got a better plan for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4639411740767818557?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4639411740767818557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4639411740767818557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4639411740767818557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4639411740767818557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/dreams-do-come-true-well-partially-s.html' title='Dreams do come true (well partially) =S'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-7883954607725942577</id><published>2007-09-19T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T05:24:39.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Is GooD!!!!!</title><content type='html'>wahahahahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Congratulations! Based on your performance in the PQA you have been selected to progress to the next stage of selection for entry into Bachelor of Medicine, Bachelor of Surgery program at the University of Adelaide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he he he he he ha ha ha ha ha ha.. i got it! i got the interview. I passed the exam.. wahaha i reli din think i can get pass that stage hahaha.. hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everybody who prayed for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good!! God answered my prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson.. have faith when hope is running out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7883954607725942577?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7883954607725942577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=7883954607725942577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7883954607725942577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7883954607725942577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/god-is-good.html' title='God Is GooD!!!!!'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1299965652862939181</id><published>2007-09-18T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:29:36.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Haha irronically, in college, i had an inspiration to write a kinda sad post. Well it was supposed to be a depressing one lah cuz you know trials starts on friday and stuff.. Stressed and stuff lah.. but anyway as the title suggests .. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!! tis post is gonna be a very happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened. I came home from college, turn on the comptuer, went online to check my university of Adelaide results. To check if i got the interview. Instead, the results were delayed and i saw a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mail from the University of Newcastle&lt;/span&gt;. Immediately, i minimized the window and started to pray and pray and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when i finally had the courage to check it, i clicked and saw words that took all my sadness and grief and stress away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It is with great pleasure that I am forwarding to you an offer for a place in a program at the University of Newcastle.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations on receiving this offer! You have made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was speechless. I read that line again and again and again and again. I actually got in! i actually got a place in the University of Newcastle to do medicine!! The university that i've been praying for!!! And i threw my towel towards Soo Li. Lol i din know wat else to do to express my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; that applied, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;50&lt;/span&gt; got the interview and from the interview, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; got the offer and to think that i'm&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; one&lt;/span&gt; of that 10 seems like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously loosing hope. Because before this, 3 universities already rejected me. And i was expecting the same from Adelaide as well. But i actually got Newcastle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much everyone who prayed for me!!! thank you!! thanks to my cousins Soo Li, Dennis, Er Jie, thank you Ian Lee!!, Kristy, Andrew, Joanne, Prem, Pn Sakuntala, Ju Cia, uh jia ni? basically everyone who prayed for me. Thank you!!! and thanks to God!! Give him the highest praise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'll know my University of Adelaide results 2moro, all the best to me for that as well haha.. And for the Newcastle, i still need to meet the minimum requirement which is ter 94 % which is not impossible. So now from all the stress i had in me, it all turned into motivation because i know &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have a place&lt;/span&gt; in Australia waiting for me to fill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, with determination, work, friends and family that cares for you, prayers and the grace of God, impossible is nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-1299965652862939181?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1299965652862939181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1299965652862939181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1299965652862939181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1299965652862939181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/yay.html' title='YAY!!!!'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5314652155180437445</id><published>2007-09-18T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T03:08:16.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He exists!</title><content type='html'>A man went to a barbershop to have his&lt;br /&gt;hair cut and his beard trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;As the barber began to work, they began&lt;br /&gt;to have a good conversation.&lt;br /&gt;They talked about so many things and&lt;br /&gt;various subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they eventually touched on the&lt;br /&gt;subject of God, the barber said:&lt;br /&gt; "Idon't believe that God exists."&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you say that?" asked thecustomer.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you just have to go&lt;br /&gt;out in the street to realize that God&lt;br /&gt;doesn't exist. Tell me, if God exists,&lt;br /&gt;would there be so many sick people?&lt;br /&gt;Would there be abandoned children?&lt;br /&gt;If God existed, there would be neither&lt;br /&gt;suffering nor pain. I can't imagine a&lt;br /&gt;loving God who would allow all of&lt;br /&gt;these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The customer thought for a moment, but&lt;br /&gt;didn't respond because he didn't&lt;br /&gt;want to start an argument. The barber&lt;br /&gt;finished his job and the customer&lt;br /&gt;left the shop. Just after he left the&lt;br /&gt;barber shop, he saw a man in the&lt;br /&gt;street with long, stringy, dirty hair&lt;br /&gt;and an untrimmed beard. He looked&lt;br /&gt;dirty and unkempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer turned back and&lt;br /&gt;entered the barber shop again and he said to the barber:&lt;br /&gt;"Youknow what? Barbers do not exist."&lt;br /&gt;"How can you say that?" asked the surprised barber.&lt;br /&gt;"I am here, and I am a barber. And I&lt;br /&gt;just worked on you!"&lt;br /&gt;"No!" the customer exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;"Barbers don't exist because if they did,&lt;br /&gt;there would be no people with dirty&lt;br /&gt;long hair and untrimmed beards, like&lt;br /&gt;that man outside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, but barbers DO exist! That's what&lt;br /&gt;happens when people do not come&lt;br /&gt;to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly!" affirmed the customer.&lt;br /&gt;"That's the point! God, too,DOES exist!&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when people do not&lt;br /&gt;go to Him and don't look to Him for&lt;br /&gt;help. That's why there's so much painand&lt;br /&gt;suffering in the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson. It is because God loves us that we have problems. 1st of all imagine living a life without a problem, you'll be like a immatured baby forever. And if you just seek Him and ask for help, He'll be happy to help you when the time is right. Have faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago, a friend came up to me and said, jeff, i read on your blog, you said when you are sad or down, you pray and read the bible. Will that help? Of course i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said back, well i dont feel this connection that i'l suppose to feel with God when I go chucrh and frankly speaking, i dont believe He exists. Well there is his problem there. How can you feel the connection if you dont have faith and believe? Try going back to church and start praying. He'll be happy to have you back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5314652155180437445?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5314652155180437445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5314652155180437445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5314652155180437445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5314652155180437445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/he-exists.html' title='He exists!'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-303897079384435146</id><published>2007-09-14T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T20:33:18.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo again after weeks</title><content type='html'>Well I just came back from breakfast after a math mock exam.. Well this mock exam is to give us a feel of how the finals will feel like, so i had to wake up at like 6 am to reach college by 630 because the exam starts at 7. The exam was okay despite the fact that i hardly practised, the exam was not important at all because well as i said, it was only to give us some exposure so that we dont get a sudden shock during the real exams. However, i did study becauce my friend kept saying every exam is important... Even if we are going to mark the paper ourselves haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this post is not about the exam. It is going to be about something else (lucky for you). You see, approx 20 minutes before the exam ended, i finished the paper. So while checking my paper, a thought came into my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be like the finals, which means it is almost time to leave college and my friends, my cell group members, my cousins, my kl home, city harvest church, etc etc etc.. aiks then all the depressing thought came to me haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the 1st time in weeks i felt emo again. Plus to think that my friend is migrating to australia... aiks... and if i don get into an australian university, that will mean i cant see that friend for years and years and years. ahhh i'm gonna miss this friend so much... My chances for getting in to Australia is getting slimmer and slimmer. And in the 18 th this month, which is in 3 days, i'll find out if i passed the adelaide exam and if i did, i'll be offered an interview.. My goodness and that is making me so worried, like what happens if like tasmania, monash and western australia, adelaide reject me. Haih, i really wanna go, i really really wanna go. I did the best i could for the exam, the rest if up to God and if my best is not good enough, then it is too bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling emo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-303897079384435146?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/303897079384435146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=303897079384435146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/303897079384435146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/303897079384435146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/emo-again-after-weeks.html' title='Emo again after weeks'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6675022776423690559</id><published>2007-09-13T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T09:09:51.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lose hope??</title><content type='html'>Once again, another university disappointed me, or rather i disappoint the university. With my ISAT results, i cant get into Monash or Western Australia. Now, University Of Tasmania didnt offer me a conditional offer. Only one student from the whole of talyors college got it. My day was good, right until the time my friend told me this. Gosh.. Now i'm only left with Melbourne, UNSW, Newcastle and Adelaide (which is unlikely oso cuz i think i did badly for my PQA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goodness!!!! why is getting medicine in Australia so difficult?? I wanted to give up, i really did in the middle of the year. But then I got inspired again and was so touched by a few doctors that i fell in love with it. Now all i wanna become is a doctor, but it seems so impossible. What should i do? Work my heart and butt out, study as hard as i can, and pray till i have no more voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been good, he always have been, i hope a miracle can happen to my offers and my results. I know with enough effort and prayers, i can get in. I can, i can, i can. I know i can. I must go to Australia, i simply must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has helped me so much when i'm in KL. People may say oh itis just you, itis just your hard work and determination. Well you are wrong!! haha. Without God who knows how my results will be now. True, I gave up a few times. SAM is crazy. Works pile up, tests after tests after exams haix. Plus there is the emotional problems and the social problems gosh sometimes itis to much to handle. After she left me, my world tumbled and crumbled because it was built without strong foundations. Ever since believing, i transformed and smiled so much more! because it is not I who life but Jesus who lives in me. I love God and of course my cell group members for always helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too difficult and cannot be done are 3 words that Pastor and God hate the most lol.&lt;br /&gt;So getting medicine in Australia, too difficult, impossible, cannot be done!! Well with God nothing is. Haha for the non-believers, open your hearts a bit and be more aware of the things that are happening around you. God can do wonders if you let him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end this post with a quote from Oprah.&lt;br /&gt;"When i was young, i dreamt of 2 trees in front of my house.&lt;br /&gt;Now when i wake up, i see thousands of them&lt;br /&gt;thats how big God can make your vision"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, with hardwork, determination, perseverance and prayers, nothing is too difficult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6675022776423690559?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6675022776423690559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6675022776423690559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6675022776423690559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6675022776423690559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/lose-hope.html' title='Lose hope??'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4069828029583430986</id><published>2007-09-10T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:10:32.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We both need plasters =)&lt;br /&gt;This should be the begining of a new story book&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4069828029583430986?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4069828029583430986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4069828029583430986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4069828029583430986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4069828029583430986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-both-need-plasters-this-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-9112998814567252311</id><published>2007-09-09T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T08:31:02.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>privileged ver 2.0</title><content type='html'>Ever since i left Johor to study in kl, I've learnt so much about how ugly the world is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken families, unfair treatments, betrayers, back stabbers, divorces, adulters.. These are all part of the huge game we play. LIFE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met people, and i'm not sure why, but they like to tell me their problems, their emotions and maybe hope for me to say something back. But sadly, i'm not well trained in that area. All i can do is say, i'm so sorry to hear that, I'll sincerely pray for you and then listen to what they have to say. I've met people that are so nice. So wonderfull, that you think they came from picture perfect families but the fact is that they dont. I've seen people smiling all the time but when we talked, and their stories unfolded, wow. You'll never believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know but God has a funny way of planning our lives for us. If you have been faithfull to my blog and read it since the begining, i'm sure you realise how much i change in my writing style. Although i come from a great family, i'm not really happy. Maybe thats cuz i am never satisfied with what i have which is a very bad thing. I was so broken and sad, then i became angry, then optimistic, then religious and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was broken and sad.. What for? I have so many people around me that cares for me. Y must i be sad over one person that has some1 else in her eyes? Thinking back, I shouldnt have held onto that breaking branch for so long. I should have went back out to the sea and cast another net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a wonderful family and yet i was not really smiling. So when people tell me their problems, recently, the most major one just hit me hours ago in a restaruant.. I was flabbergasted. How can they look even happier than me? I have everything i need and maybe more than what i deserve and they are living their lives with more satisfaction. And the most saddening line i heard was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"I remember when last time my dad use to buy home KFC for us and we use to all snatch it then sit down and eat together. We were so happy everytime he comes back with KFC. It never happend for so many years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.Thinking back on what he or she said, really makes me tear. I did not understand the significance of that line until he or she told me what happened to his or her family. After listening to that story, i felt that sometimes it is so unfair. It is so unfair that i have friends that are wonderful people, people that makes my day but comes from a broken family. It is so unfair that the children becomes the victims to their parent's misunderstanding or problems. When parents fight, they'll be forced to choose sides and they are most affected by that. So how can they not cry when pastor started preaching about honouring you parents yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what it feels like to be in that kind of situation but i know it certainly sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson from this post... for the people with happy families, be happy and smile would you? So what if you dad or mum dont get you a birthday present? At least they are there so be with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-9112998814567252311?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/9112998814567252311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=9112998814567252311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9112998814567252311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9112998814567252311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/priviliged-ver-20.html' title='privileged ver 2.0'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-8844936533558847206</id><published>2007-09-08T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T23:35:25.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Privileged</title><content type='html'>After service today, there is only one thing i can say. I'm so blessed with a wonderful family. The pastor kept saying and saying. If u despise them, forgive them. If your dad drinks, abuses, is an adulter, scolds you for no reason, forgive him. If your mum left you, if she screams and slaps you everyday, forgive her. He started to talk and talk which touched every1. And so many people cried. People from broken families cried even harder. Then he said, if you cursed your parents, even once, repent. If you despise them, stop it now. For it is true, without them, who are you? You wouldnt even be here. Even if they are never there for you,think, without them, u'll never even be anywhere. They are your parents and are the only parents you will ever get. God says, honour your parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people started crying, people on my left and right alike. Then i thought to myself, where are my tears? Then it dawned on me that i dont need to cry on this issue. I have the wonderful parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has always, always made sure i'm a good person without even laying a finger on me. Thats right, he has never hit me before, not even once. He use words that are even sharper than the sharpest knife you can ever buy and attack you from inside. Making sure that you regret you actions and will never do it again because pain fades, wounds disappear but words from his mouth stays in your head. He uses his wisdom and knowledge to mould me into perfection although i'm a long way from that. He is successful, wise, well known, respected and always looking for ways to upgrade himself. He is my hero and role model. I can only hope to be like him in the future, hope to learn his wisdom, to learn his ways of life, to learn how he become who he is today. I love God for blessing me with such a great earthly dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my mum, although she sometimes get angry and throw a temper for no reason. Even though she scolds lily, sometimes with good reason, sometimes without one. Even though she sometimes quarrel with my dad over small matters. She still loves us as much. I'm in KL now and am not at home and i can tell how much she misses me even though she never says it out. She is always worrying for my health, for my studies, who i mix with and sometimes itis hard to tell her, dont worry. Cuz even after telling her, she still worries as much. There is nothing to worry about, both my parents have brought me up so well. When i do something wrong, i'll feel so guilty. When i dont eat my vegetables and fruits, i'll feel even worst. My mum is just as great as my dad. Gives advises that never fails to work and like my dad, she has never laid a finger on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what words i can use to describe how happy i am to be born in their family. I don't know what words to use to describe how much i love them. And now I'm getting all emoish and soft but it is true. It is what that comes from my heart. Something that i hope they know. I hope they know how important they are to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well with that said and all typed out, i need to study. Because only with my studies, my knowledge and the man that I'm about to become in the future, i can make them proud. I can make them proud so that with other people look at me, the see a reflection of my parents in me. I need to be a great person because i came from a great family. I need to be successful, wise and respected. I need to walk with confidence but speak humbly. I need to dress appropriately and speak with the correct language. I have to be responsible. I have to set the standards for my sister to break it which is what they are doing. What i do or say reflects the people who brought me up. I am the sum of all the thing I've seen, heard and learnt from the day i came into this world till the day i leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what pastor said,&lt;br /&gt;Imagine ourselves as trees. We are the branches and the leaves. Our roots are our parents and ancestors. The land and soil around us are the people we meet and see in our life where we suck our nutreitns and influences from. If we hate our parents, we hate our roots and how can a great tree live without one? If we deny them, we deny our roots. It will be like a tree saying take away my roots, i dont need them and what will happen to it? It dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson from this post, honour your parents, honour your parents, honour your parents. Even if you don't come from a picture perfect family, love them. Without them, where will you be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-8844936533558847206?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/8844936533558847206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=8844936533558847206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8844936533558847206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8844936533558847206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/privileged.html' title='Privileged'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5894962744965943028</id><published>2007-09-07T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T08:06:04.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ReBorned</title><content type='html'>17 June 07.... The day i was reborned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepting Christ in my life is the best decision that i've ever made.  My life has been transfromed. I start to see things in a different perspective. Everyday study the bible, pray and learn to be more like our Father. Longing to know him better, to be used as his tool, to carry out his will. I learn to smile and shine more. Learn how to handle problems through His words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Being saved feels great. Miracles happen in a daily basis if we open our eyes and see them. Although i go to church before this, i did not really take Jesus as my saviour. I doubted and questioned. But he said " because you have seen me, you believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed". Now that i believe, it is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have no plans or ideas on what to do on a Sat evening or Sunday morning, i know the perfect place for you to be. I'm not asking you to go and become a Christian, i'm asking you to come with an open heart, to make new friends and enjoy the music and service. The pastors words are truly helpful and can be applied in our daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chc.org.my/"&gt;www.chc.org.my&lt;/a&gt;  feel free to drop by.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5894962744965943028?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5894962744965943028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5894962744965943028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5894962744965943028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5894962744965943028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/reborned.html' title='ReBorned'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5040300631179776873</id><published>2007-09-07T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T07:55:26.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the extreme lack of updates lately.. It has been about one week? anyways thanks for visiting and here is an update for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as my title suggests, someone is leaving and this is kinda coincidental because my previous post was about leaving things behind haha.. Anyway, our beloved Dr Zul is leaving Taylors college to teach in UM because of some minunderstanding between lecturers we assume. Tis is cause there were some rumours spearding around and when asked y he had to leave, he said itis better not to talk about it. So we think itis not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Zul is a Physics teacher that you wont like with 1st impression.. Or 2nd or 3rd.. It took some time to get use to his style and "humour" but once i got use to it, he is a really good teacher. I have to admit, during the begining of the year, i thought he was the only teacher that was the weakest link among all the teachers that were teaching G2. He did not really know the sylabus well and his notes were quite unorganised. Plus his handwriting is not really something plesent to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if I have so many complaints about Dr Zul, y is it saddening that he is leaving. Honestly, i really dont want him to leave, i dont want a new teacher haha. I'm perfectly fine with Dr Zul. So i guess the answer to that question is simple. He is a good teacher. He knows his stuff, he is very sharp when it comes to mistakes although is very cin chai which is good. He cares for the class and shows great concern towards our performance. All in all, he is not only a teacher but also a guide. A leader to ensure that we can do well for our Physics in the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our pictures and said our goodbyes. Hopefully he'll do better in his old home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again i have to say. In God we trust. Have faith for he planned everything for a reason. If Dr Zul leaving is his will, then let it be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5040300631179776873?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5040300631179776873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5040300631179776873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5040300631179776873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5040300631179776873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/good-bye.html' title='Good bye!'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-3883182866528347265</id><published>2007-09-03T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T00:22:38.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is never easy</title><content type='html'>In class today, besides falling asleep a lot, a very saddening thought came to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grand finale of Emerge 07. It was amazing.. Pastor Kong laid hands on all the full time church workers all presence of the Holy Spirit was so strong. I felt so annointed. It was more amazing than the 1st and 2nd day added together. The priase and worship songs, the prayers, i cant help but to start tearing. It was so touching. I've never been to such an event. An event filled with so many things. It was truly amazing. Whats a grand finale without come explosion rite. So the worship leaders jumped on the stage and baammm confetti was shot up from the stage. Then Pastor said whats Emerge without this song? then they played it...&lt;br /&gt;... Keep smiling, keep shining... Thats whats friends are for...&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in every row held hands and waved it up high with wide smiles on their faces singing the song to the people beside them old or new friend alike. I've never smiled so widely in so many months. It was trully beautiful. Praise the Lord, Pastor Kevin, Pastor Kong, CHC Singapore and every1 in charge for making this event posibble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this saddening you ask? because it is over. Y must everything good come to an end? It was such an beautiful thing. An event that brings our cell group so much closer to each other, an even that lead us to the correct direction, an event that changed my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thought did not stop there, after Emerge, another thing came into my mind, it is going to be so hard to leave City Harvest Church and W17. Yea sure this is not the 1st time i have to leave something behind. I've done it in kindergarden, in primary school, in secondary school and my best friend left to study in australia, plus i had to leave my family behind to study in KL. But the truth is that it never gets easier. Everytime it gets harder and harder especially when the bond you share with them becomes so strong and when it breaks, it really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part haven come yet. After getting closer to one friend, i found out that her family may be migrating to Australia. Gosh.. not another one i thought to myself. It is going to be so hard to let go. She was one of the few that helped me out after my break up. And being dumped was already enough painfull, I've been crawling ever since i got dumped until Emerge came along. Like i said, I've done this before, she is not the first good friend that had to leave. Aih it is going to get harder and harder. Then i start to wonder, what should i do? If i get closer to her even more, itis going to be even harder to say good bye. So should I keep an arm's length?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it dawned on me that Pastor said something about this before. Friends leave, and we have to leave and once in a while we may be dumped, it is all part of life but that does not mean we must lock our hearts away from people. Because if we do that, we lock God as well. Go out and fellowship with people and make ourselves usefull to God. Another thing that i remembered was that i read this in the bible before.. If itis God's will to send us somewhere, we have no choice but to accept it. When itis the correct time, he'll reveal his purpose to you. All we have to do is to have faith in Him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3883182866528347265?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3883182866528347265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3883182866528347265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3883182866528347265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3883182866528347265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-is-never-easy.html' title='It is never easy'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-8371521322450555812</id><published>2007-09-02T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T03:04:49.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely? not!!!</title><content type='html'>Not that i blame them but from 12 pm to 7 pm the next day, i got ditched. Dumped and rejected all alone in no23 ss15/8a is boring!! The place i dread became uglier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself it is okay, itis not that they wanna leave me here intentionally, they had no choice. After all, i'm only a distant family member who got to know them better months ago. So them leaving me behind for 2 days.. isit a blessing in disguise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets see... On saturday, after being left all alone after a late breakfast, all i did was sat in front of my computer until like 3 sth. Then i tried to study but fell asleep until it was about time to go to church. So after church service, a went out with cell group to have dinner and got teased a bit there. Then reached home at about 9 sth. Went out with my cousins (er jie and her sister yi jie) at 11 sth with their friends oso. Den came back and sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on day 2 of survival, i woke up remembering that i got ditched, but i oso remember that i'm going to a library near usj 9 aka taipan. So yea eat breakfast alone den reached library at bout 10? Called Ian Lee when i reached and she brought me up to the library and studied there with her friends. Den had lunch with her at a superb Vietnamese restaurant.. So later today, the ppl who ditched me for 2 days will finally come pick me up to watch fireworks at putrajaya but i have to eat dinner alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i was not quite alone for the 2days thanks to my cousins, church, cell group, Ian Lee and her friend (ling which is what i use to call my ex haha). Well lucky to have them lah if not i'll be rotting in no23, ss15/8a... And thanks to the library, i studied a lot!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson, church and cell really helps, not only religiously and spiritually but also socially!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;ps.&lt;br /&gt;Fullstop and finished writing the book&lt;br /&gt;It had a sad ending but at least they ended up as friends&lt;br /&gt;Both of them moved on&lt;br /&gt;and he wondered what the future holds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start writing a new book!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-8371521322450555812?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/8371521322450555812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=8371521322450555812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8371521322450555812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8371521322450555812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/lonely-not.html' title='Lonely? not!!!'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4944445277824037140</id><published>2007-09-01T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:11:10.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderation</title><content type='html'>Church service today feels so short after Emerge haha. The services during Emerge were at least 4 and half hours long and today it was like only 2 hours. But anyway the msg today was really good. A few points..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We have to get better everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It does not mean that when we are saved and take Jesus as our saviour we can stop there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God made something out of nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dont abuse the grace of God. Just because we are saved does not mean we can goyang kaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God is more interested in our journey than out destination. He looks at our character not our comfort.. and the pastor's example.. Lets say you are together with one person for 8 years and then he kissed another girl. You can act in two ways, one is to go kiss another guy because you want revenge. Or no2, you can say i am very dissapointed and then end the relationship but remain as friends. God notices all these and praise you for doing something right. He dont notice how much we earn because we cant bring all those to heaven. We can only bring ourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;We need to constantly renew our mind for more creativity to increase productivity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All fishes, dead or alive can go down stream but one the ones alive and willing to fight will go up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after service, i talked to ian lee, then went to eat bak ku teh and talked to ian lee oso. She asked me a few questions that i had to think quite long to answer haha so good rite. Even during the newcastle interview i din think for a long time to answer. Anyway she asked how can your friends become more important than your studies and it is weird that you thought that going to church would help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again this goes back to the mental break down during the mid years. And yea how could i lepak with friends so much that i was lazy to study.. I guess i was studying too much for too long before actually spending so much time lepaking and i got out of control. I mean how could i not care about my physics paper? and in the end i scored a record low of 80 sth out of 120 and adding it up and stuff i scored a record low of 15/20 which is a low B. How could that happen after all the education that i recieved from my dad? After all the motivation and the spirit. Begining of the year, i was so full of spirit, so determined to do so well, beyond my targets, so determined that i'll get my 99.95 and for the 1st common test, it all seem possible. I did so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, all that spirit died. All i wanted to do is lepak with friends who dont call me out anymore now. I haven gone out with them for like months. How did that happen? I am still not sure how to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the 2nd question that stumped me. How come i can think that going to church will help. Well honestly i did not know as well. I think it went like this. Many crap has been happening and my friend was leaving. So i prayed and prayed after a long time of not talking to God. And God was good, he granted me my wish and i suddenly remembered how it was like to go to church camps and church and youth service and stuff.. So i called up Dennis and told him i wanted to go to whatever church that he was going to. So praise the Lord i slided straight back into his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i changed, i was a fulltime nerd who like to be alone. Like to not be disturbed. I like to do things alone cuz my speed whould be super fast that way. I dont care if people go out to have fun without inviting me. After i changed, all i wanted to do is to have fun. So like Ian Lee said, we need moderation, we need to be at the golden mean. Being at any end if itis the right most or left most is not good. The best is the middle..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4944445277824037140?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4944445277824037140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4944445277824037140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4944445277824037140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4944445277824037140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/09/moderation.html' title='Moderation'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-9047590207178803474</id><published>2007-08-31T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T22:41:01.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMERGE 07!!!</title><content type='html'>Emerge is over.. Haih.. For those of you who dont know what that is. Well itis a youth conference and it was a freaking good one.. There were so many competitions including beauty pageat, basketball, futsal, go kart, singing etc etc etc you name it lah. The conference was held in Subang Sheraton hotel from 29 to 31 but the competitions were held as early as one month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many celebs were there. Including Amber Chia!, the Miss Malaysia!, uhm a few Taiwanese celebs who i dont know but i;m sure my chinese speaking friends will know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it was truly a life changing experience. The presence of God was so strong, everyday was like a concert. Too bad it was over lah.. Hopefully i'll get to go again next year. Pastor Kong was amazing.. Aih all the excitement and the annointment is still in me tat i dont know how to organice my points in this post properly haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Emerge was amazing i uploaded some pictures on friendster and i may upload more here.. soon lah... dono when i'll be so rajin haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson.. well since there is nothing from tis post besides dont miss emerge next year, i'm typing one of the most important things i learnt in Emerge. God's most hated words are so difficult, impossible and cannot be done. If you have a vision and dream, lean on God and he'll take you there because greater is He that is in us than he who is in the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-9047590207178803474?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/9047590207178803474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=9047590207178803474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9047590207178803474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/9047590207178803474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/emerge-07.html' title='EMERGE 07!!!'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-7712665384000313938</id><published>2007-08-26T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T03:36:09.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborned ~ life changing events</title><content type='html'>How fragile the human life is? Everything can change in a split second. I'm sure most if not all of us have experienced some kind of major change in our lives. Reading the newspaper,, seeing headlines like "Cheerful Girl Missing for 1 Week", "Daughter Kidnapped", "Victim In Coma after an Accident" imagine how these people's lives has been changed in a split second. Imagine how the lives of the victims involved is changed the second they heard the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cant believe my son is gone forever" a quote that i got from The Star.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, most of us dont give a damn about what had happened as long as itis not us but imagine how the mother of that 3 year old son's life has been changed the moment she found out that her son was gone forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure all of us dont wish to have experiences like these that changes your life drastically but I for one am sure that my life has been changed. If you observe closely, the Jeff that studies all the time is gone. the one who is happy go lucky is also gone. What happen to him? God knows. Coming back to the place that i dread (mainly cuz scoring 41/50 and 26/30 is not enuf cuz there are classmates who get full for both how can i not be stressed?) after 1 week in paradise (home), I suddenly lose my mood to smile. And going to college means that i'll have to force out a smile everytime i meet a friend. Gosh i was never like tis... Smiles and laughter use to come out so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living my life away from home was never an issue, I never felt homesick but now, it is. Living my life without my family members, without my pillar of support, without my motivator and my ling seems so aimless and directionless. I am still in need of finding my rope to pull me out of this pit hole and get me back on track. So far the closest i can find are beloved cousins (er jie, celina and dennis), cell group, church, Hui Hua, Ian Lee and of course God himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events that changed my life came in waves with a few weeks gap in between them. Just as i was about to stand up after one wave, another one comes and hit me. Then after a while, the strongest wave came and after almost 2 months i'm still drowning. If i dont quickly adapt or grow gills, I'll surely perish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson. Life changing events like a death, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a break up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, loosing your bestfriend after a fight or even finding a blank cheque on the floor may not always be on the good or positive side but we need to adapt to these changes as soon as possible or else our life will go down the drain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7712665384000313938?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7712665384000313938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=7712665384000313938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7712665384000313938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7712665384000313938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/reborned-life-changing-events.html' title='Reborned ~ life changing events'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1886222022980575048</id><published>2007-08-24T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T10:22:35.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of both worlds??</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating for some quite sometime. I'm back in jb so yea have other things to do and the internet here is slow so i was lazy to update haha.. I'm still in Jb now, itis my final day. I'm going back later today at 3.30 pm it is 12.39 am now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one of my new friends got tru the prelims of the Emerge Beauty Pageat which is kinda a big even in the Chiristian community and i'm sure many other people who are not Christians have heard about it. It is a very very big youth convention that is going to be held in Subang Sheraton hotel on the 30th to the 1st this month and next month if i;m not wrong &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(sorry actually itis 29 to the 31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well so my friend has been very busy with photo shoots, getting evening gowns (for free, sponsored), getting bikinis, taking video presentations and stuff. Haha how cool is that?? It is not very easy to get a chance to do all this. I mean for me, playing the drums in a band in a small scale event is already thrilling but imagine doing a catwalk and seeing yourself on the projector in front of few hundered people &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(after going there, i realise there were thousands not hundreds, average of 2500 per day i think).&lt;/span&gt; Wow. And she got to host the church's HTV which is like a program which the church air everyweek to say the latest updates and anouncements. Well she is one lucky and blessed person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to one of the cell group members, she is also a top student. Well which is quite obvious because the studies a lot and goes to public library. Head prefect in her school.. Basically a very high achiever? haha well I guess this week and the few weeks to come, she got the best of both worlds. She got to be a top student and the same time have a feel of how it is like to be a model. Well as long as she dont forget about me after her fame i'm happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i get to do now is look from my chair hopping that i'll get this kinda experience soon. In the meantime, i shall do what i always do. Eat, sleep, go the gym and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson. Grab any opportunity you can get for more fun and exciting experience before itis too late&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-1886222022980575048?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1886222022980575048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1886222022980575048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1886222022980575048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1886222022980575048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/best-of-both-worlds.html' title='Best of both worlds??'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6157406753359996093</id><published>2007-08-18T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T00:46:14.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbreaking once again</title><content type='html'>Aih another saddening day...&lt;br /&gt;Not because my day was bad but because&lt;br /&gt;my dearest cousin's day was a horrible one.&lt;br /&gt;So many misfortunes she encountered today&lt;br /&gt;from your normal spill curry on bag to a very serious hearbreak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is that today is not her day&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for her while was with her in coffee bean&lt;br /&gt;didnt ask for much, just for her to be happy&lt;br /&gt;and let the things that she lost go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope she felt better after my prayer&lt;br /&gt;Anyway lucky thing she has a wonderfull sister that was so caring&lt;br /&gt;very good friends that is with her every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;I tried helping her feel better and hope i actually made a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson.. heartbreaks happen very often.. We must be prepared for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6157406753359996093?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6157406753359996093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6157406753359996093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6157406753359996093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6157406753359996093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/heartbreaking-once-again_18.html' title='heartbreaking once again'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-7042465638830799928</id><published>2007-08-16T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T03:51:13.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Sweet memories from the past.&lt;br /&gt;The sweetest thing you have ever tasted&lt;br /&gt;suddenly turns into painful sharp blades&lt;br /&gt;that slowly and torturingly slice part of your heart&lt;br /&gt;everytime you look back and think about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year we look forward to the next&lt;br /&gt;But every next, we want to go back to the past&lt;br /&gt;thinking about primary school life, carefree, fearless, problemless&lt;br /&gt;yet looking forward to secondary school life&lt;br /&gt;in form 5, wishing to go to college when all was well and happy&lt;br /&gt;with people all around you, wearing the same thing,&lt;br /&gt;laughing at the same jokes, skiping class at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life gets harder as we grow older&lt;br /&gt;now that being said, i need to stop living in the past&lt;br /&gt;but from what i learnt the hard way,&lt;br /&gt;                it is much much much easier said than done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7042465638830799928?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7042465638830799928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=7042465638830799928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7042465638830799928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7042465638830799928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/tomorrow-tomorrow-and-tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow, tomorrow and tomorrow'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-2912089818404519795</id><published>2007-08-14T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T01:10:53.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 became one</title><content type='html'>living life without a girl was totally and perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;Then one girl came along sitting with your crush in a fine afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Instead of spending more time with your crush, you ended up spending more time with that girl&lt;br /&gt;Then you start to fall for her,&lt;br /&gt;opened up your heart for her to fill it,&lt;br /&gt;spend so much time on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;She sings funny and cute melodies that she makes up,&lt;br /&gt;sings kindergarden songs when bored,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you pretend to put her on hold to that you can hear her sing all her cute melodies&lt;br /&gt;tell her things in long bus journeys,&lt;br /&gt;Do stupid stuff with her&lt;br /&gt;Soon you become so attached that she in incorperated into your heart&lt;br /&gt;both of you become one&lt;br /&gt;After a long relationship, she leaves you for a few days&lt;br /&gt;you miss her, call her, ask how she is doing&lt;br /&gt;But she came back a totally different person with another guy in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She dumped you and&lt;br /&gt;suddenly every part of your body becomes disorientated&lt;br /&gt;you feel withdrawal effects, you body rejects the fact that it had already happened&lt;br /&gt;When she left you, she took back all the foundation and parts of herself that she had left in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Now you heart, losing its foundation, crumbles and is filled with holes.&lt;br /&gt;She took a part of you with her when she left.&lt;br /&gt;Floating around aimlessly everyday, not knowing which way is up or down.&lt;br /&gt;Mixing up your priorities.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant life go back like how it was before, thinking bout nothing else but studies.&lt;br /&gt;Everything becomes so messed up.&lt;br /&gt;You live yourlife everyday regretting that you did not tell the whole world what you told her on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you do or see reminds you of her and it really is heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how much you miss the times you had together.&lt;br /&gt;It was only a year and 4 months but it was the best thing that happened to you while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;And now you do everything in your power besides killing and lying to remind her of the happiness you shared with her in the past.&lt;br /&gt;But how true is the phrase. all good things must come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and tell you. Ah dont care lah in her eyes there is no you&lt;br /&gt;Dont respect people that dont deserves your respect&lt;br /&gt;people tell you. She'll regrett one day and will come back crawling back to you, that time, make her feel all the pain she deserves&lt;br /&gt;People tell you, just forget about it and move on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one thing for sure, you will never want to hurt the person that you love intentionally by following those advises and you dont love someone for 1 year and 4 months. When someone stays in your heart, he or she is there forever and you long for he or she to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson.. Make the best of what you can in the moment. All good things must come to an end. So make the best out of the moment before it is too late&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-2912089818404519795?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/2912089818404519795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=2912089818404519795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2912089818404519795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2912089818404519795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/2-became-one.html' title='2 became one'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-2432794676161106756</id><published>2007-08-13T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T04:58:28.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is no competition&lt;br /&gt;there is no loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i feel like i'm losing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-2432794676161106756?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/2432794676161106756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=2432794676161106756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2432794676161106756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2432794676161106756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-is-no-competition-there-is-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-7670153691714300552</id><published>2007-08-12T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T05:01:48.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna be hiro nakamura</title><content type='html'>Today is Sunday, 12th of August 2007 which means i have my chemistry paper tomorrow.. So i should be studying like mad, locking myself up in the room hoping nobody disturbed me on the phone or knocking my door.. Well at least thats how i should be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunty came up from jb.. So along with my cousins and my ex girlfriend, we were supposed to go to Starhill Gallery for dinner. This is the event that i've been waiting for since the begining of the year.. Well you see, i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fell in love&lt;/span&gt; with starhill &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;on first sight&lt;/span&gt;. It is such a beatiful mall, the shops are beautiful, the decorations and structure of the building is beautiful.. well the toilet is beautiful.. everyting is beautiful lah.. So yea going out to starhill for dinner with my aunty and beloved cousins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to go but since i have an exam i had to pass... Haih and one of the weirdest thing is that i'm feeling so sad about not going.. Normally, or few months ago, if it was exam time and my game face is on, nothing can distract me. I'll push any invite to anywhere without feeling a little pinch or regrettness. I'll say no to anything and everything besides my studies. I would have said no to my aunty the moment she invited me to go to Starhill.. But this time, i thought long and hard before setting my priorities straight.. how much i've changed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I whould have said no without looking back or thinking what i'm going to miss if i said no because studies is no1.. But recently, making decisions like these have become harder and harder for example, i went out with friends last friday.. which is 3 days before an exam. normally i whould have said no without a doubt.. and i'm still wondering if it is a good thing or a bad thing. I thought for so long about what i'm gonna miss with my cousins and what food i;m gonna miss etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, i was never a religious person. I use to think that Christianity is filled with crap and lies.. But look at me now.. haha &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've changed a lot&lt;/span&gt; since my mental break down in mid years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson no matter what distractions there is, stick to your priorities&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7670153691714300552?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7670153691714300552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=7670153691714300552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7670153691714300552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7670153691714300552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-wanna-be-hiro-nakamura.html' title='i wanna be hiro nakamura'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-3144202963780646533</id><published>2007-08-09T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:24:08.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>really loosing touch</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhrrrrggghhhhhhhh.... I got my biology paper back today and it was the year's rock bottom mark...... CRAPPP i'm not only loosing touch in blogging but also in my subjects.. Come on man.. biology considered an easy subject.. Argh so many stupid mistakes.. i really thought i did okay but then my marks i think is the lowest in class. haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well if compared to the 1st common test i &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dropped almost 30 marks&lt;/span&gt;. Shit imgine plotting the graph of my results.. 1st to 2nd &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;down,&lt;/span&gt; 2nd to mid &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;, mid to 3rd &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;way way way down&lt;/span&gt; i better make sure the next time i plot my graph it is gonna jump up back to my common test 1 marks man... If you are wondering what my marks are, i scored a &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;73%&lt;/span&gt; damnit.. 1st common test i scored&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; 98%&lt;/span&gt; damnit.. I need to freaking bluk up freaking put all my damn social problems aside and focus on the important things in SAM. which is my damn ter 99.95 if there is a will there is a way. I really couldnt believe i did so badly in biology. haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson. study and pray like there is no tomorrow before you get low marks and regrett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3144202963780646533?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3144202963780646533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3144202963780646533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3144202963780646533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3144202963780646533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/really-loosing-touch_09.html' title='really loosing touch'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-7003345592545113703</id><published>2007-08-09T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T07:59:21.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loosing touch</title><content type='html'>Hmmm I seem to be losing my inspiration to write blogs haha.. Its been quite some time since i blogged.. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry... need food...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-7003345592545113703?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/7003345592545113703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=7003345592545113703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7003345592545113703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/7003345592545113703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/loosing-touch.html' title='loosing touch'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-2783320975086902356</id><published>2007-08-07T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T08:25:22.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>International Fireworks Comps @ putrajaya</title><content type='html'>Well 1st of all i'm not promoting this event or anything but well yea jus telling my dear blog readers to not miss this once in a life time event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mifc.com.my/test/mc/Trailer.html"&gt;http://www.mifc.com.my/test/mc/Trailer.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are wonderingt that is the link for this event. Well it is the biggest fireworks event the world has ever seen. Major componies, componies that do fireworks for olympic games, for commonwealth games etc are participants. It is not only a fireworks competition but it is also syncronised with music so itis more like an orchestra with fireworks as dancers.. Kinda like the musical fountians shows but in a much much better scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can assure you, it will be 10000000000 times better than the fireworks you see on chinese new year. 100x better than the ones you see at new year. 100x better than the ones you see at Singapore's National day celebration. It is gonna be many times better than fireworks you see at olympic games and imagine seeing them real life in front of you instead of on a tv. Wow.. amazing. dont miss it guys.. go to the web for the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a quote from the site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The music&lt;br /&gt;Musical fireworks competitions are unique, although there are non-musical fireworks competitions elsewhere in the world, musical fireworks competitions of this size and calibre do not exist. Leading fireworks' manufacturers consider these fireworks displays to be most prestigious, and an exciting arena where they can unveil the latest pyro-musical techniques and the most innovative fireworks' materials."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson. haha try not to miss this... they are gonna literary blow up 4 million dollars in one night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-2783320975086902356?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/2783320975086902356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=2783320975086902356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2783320975086902356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/2783320975086902356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/international-fireworks-comps-putrajaya.html' title='International Fireworks Comps @ putrajaya'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-3388160457712868437</id><published>2007-08-05T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T20:37:24.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rope</title><content type='html'>Living a life guided by emotions is like buliding a &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5 storey mansion on quick sand&lt;/span&gt;. Emotions or decisions made by irrational thinking will cause a lot of damage not only to your life but to others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people, like me, live our lives by listeing to our emotions because we have not yet found our rope or lost it. Falling in and out of a bad mood, smiling when you feel like it, not wanting to exist at times. I rekon this happens because we are in a pit in our lives and waiting for some1 to throw a rope towards us to pull us up (like what akash said in his blog, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rope i need rope&lt;/span&gt;). Well i need a rope too to pull me out of so many things in my crapped up life but if i wait for someone to throw one to me, i may never get a chance to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson, Find your rope and pull yourself together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3388160457712868437?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3388160457712868437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3388160457712868437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3388160457712868437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3388160457712868437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/rope.html' title='Rope'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-1708841464438704785</id><published>2007-08-05T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T08:46:52.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Back</title><content type='html'>What happened to me in second sem? I was a very hardworking person who never fail to finish studying everything before an exam. I use to not care about eating alone. I use to not care about staying in the room the entire day alone. I use to not care about studying in the library alone with my music. That was me in 1st sem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second sem is crap. I hardly study, laze around too much. Finish my assignments too late. In second semester, i feel like a different person. The friends that i hang out with and have dinner with seldom call me anymore, I lost my girlfriend, i dread being alone, I dont want to eat dinner if i'm gonna eat it alone, i rather study on my bed than go to the library, i go out shopping even if exam is in a few days. What has become of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past few days esp a few days ago a got a glimpse of my past. I got a short flashback in real life about how i was like in first semester and i saw that it was good. But of course things will never go back to the same. Things that use to happen only in the first semester happened again and it trully made me miss how it was like to be in first semester. To be full of spirit, so full of energy, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so loved by a girl&lt;/span&gt;, be surrounded with friends that laught and joke around. The question now is that was the flashback real or was it just a moment. Was it a reminder from God to ask me to stand up and be like the person from 1st semester? How i wish i can be hiro nakamura and go back to the past to correct the crap that i've done that changed me to the person i am today. Oh how i wish life could be like April 2007 again where everything was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson. Life isnt always beautiful&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-1708841464438704785?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/1708841464438704785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=1708841464438704785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1708841464438704785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/1708841464438704785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/flash-back.html' title='Flash Back'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-3315886522236301460</id><published>2007-08-04T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:12:33.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We RockeD</title><content type='html'>Ever wondered what you need in a super boring event? An event that many people from different schools is suppose to turn up but ended up less than 30 was there? An event that people cant wait to leave, people fall asleep in? Well the answer is simple you need ABSYNTH ASSOCIASTION!!! also known as the band that i'm playing in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got to the college MPH in the afternoon to practice more then anticipated a crowd of more than 150.. Cuz thats the usual number of crowd we get back in jb's Interact Club IU days. So after having dinner with soo li, we went to the MPH and met up with the band.. And there were i think about 30 people there.. Wahahahahaha.. We were like what a crowd and Akash said to me Jeff do you feel it?? do you feel it!!! do you feel the lack of energy in the crowd!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were sitting down there looking all bored and all. They were deafened by the 1st band and their uncontroled volume playing metal music. Then entertaied by a lame but quite skillful magician.. Well luckily akash (the basist) was there to make his act even more interesting.. Well the crowd was practically lauging at him instead of the magician cuz of his crazyness and energy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea when it finally got to our turn, the boring night became a party. Seriously... Once again thanks to Akash with some help from James who got the crowd going.. He forced the crowd to come in front and off their seats. He asked them to jump and shout along then they turned off the ligths and the disco ball was turned on. The lightings changed from a boring meeting to a happening party. Then we rocked the hall down absynth associastion was the only happening thing that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson. Practice, practice, more practice, effort, sacrifice and hard work is worth it even though only 30 people enjoyed the show.. Lol a actually mean work hard now and it will be worth it in the future. Like wat my teacher told me "Lebih baik susah 10 tahun sekarang daripada susal 50 tahun kemudian" .. peace out take care ††&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-3315886522236301460?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/3315886522236301460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=3315886522236301460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3315886522236301460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/3315886522236301460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-rocked.html' title='We RockeD'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-8062307583002679491</id><published>2007-08-01T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T01:18:00.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another lame joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you see, one day, superman, batman and spiderman were walking down a street yes walking not flying or swinging. Then they pass by a window and saw wonder woman inside naked lying on the bed with her legs wide open like having a lot of pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;So Superman said to batman and spiderman. Guys i can go in there, have sex with wonderwoman and com out so quickly that she wont realise it. So both of them said okay go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Superman flew in, had sex with wonderwoman and got out very very quickly. So both Spiderman and Batman were impressed and clapped their hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Back in the room, Wonderwoman said to invisible man.. dear, what happened just now? Invisible man said, i dont know, but my asshole hurts real bad now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahahakakakaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-8062307583002679491?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/8062307583002679491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=8062307583002679491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8062307583002679491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8062307583002679491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/08/eye-candy.html' title='yet another lame joke'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-5336569037040112330</id><published>2007-07-30T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T08:45:06.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The RoaD to Be TAkEn</title><content type='html'>Well my da jie said to me how come so many unlucky stuff happen to you recently wan.. Yea how true is that.. Hmmm i got dumped by my gf, the band that i'm playing in got cut out of charity night and now.... i actually got a gig for iu day in taylors college but! BUT! i have a class trip to genting on the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;exact same day&lt;/span&gt;. Damn y must this happen to me. Y cant i be hiro nakamura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea throught the day, i've been thinking, considering and thinking even more. I really wanna play in front of a college crowd i really want to.. but at the same time i really wanna go to Genting with my classmates as well. Haix haix. So i think i finally decide on going to Genting since they have been my friends for quite some time. And the band just called me last week to fill in for their drummer. Fill in only besides even if i play, i'll only gain popularity for a few hours or most a few days.. maybe make some new friends but hey i can perform in uni also hahaha. So yea Genting here i come!!.. I'll only be in G2 for one year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haih y cant i have both..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson... Think and pray like hell and think even more before making an important decision. You cant have everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-5336569037040112330?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/5336569037040112330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=5336569037040112330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5336569037040112330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/5336569037040112330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/07/road-to-be-taken.html' title='The RoaD to Be TAkEn'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-6473406948698586744</id><published>2007-07-29T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T04:11:19.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping!!!</title><content type='html'>Well as all the sam students know, biology paper is around the corner. Although a miracle happened to my Math paper, i'm not gonna take the same risk so i'll study.. BUT yesterday and today, i manage to read only like half of what i'm supposed to do well imagine how much study time i'll have to put in if i wanna finish studying it 5 times like how i use to do back when i was a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well some of you smart asses may be thinking what the heck is he doing for this past to days reading only half of chaper Organism? Well as my title suggests, i went shopping (window shopping actually) hahahaha wow and exam is on thursday.. Hmm if this was 2 months ago, i'll lock myself in my liveless room and study 24 hours for 2 weeks to prepare for the paper. Well i went to 1utama and KLCC but i didnt but anything.. haih because i'm sorta broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After walking and walking and more walking, i sorta thought how the hell people afford CD, LV, Prada, and all the freaking high end brands. I'm sweating even when it comes to buying a pair of shoes from nike which i have been wanting to buy since my addidas koyaked. So i kinda lost my mood of shopping in KLCC but den my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cousins and aunty were like whats wrong? Y u look so down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha then i was like "no lah just thinking how people can afford sunglasses from CD that costs 1200 ringgit". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then my aunty said ohhhh dont worry! you sure can afford it in the future if you think this way. If you dream it, the chances are you can get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sorta got me motivated.. Oh well guess my CD shades have to wait another 20 more years haha for now, i stick to FCUK and Guess. The lower end among the high ends hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm my aunty, well she is doing very well now. Thanks to her determination, courage and bravery. She has been working very hard and trying so many ways to make money so that she can send her daughter off to study hopefully dentistry and her son petroleum engineering. And now haha tis past 2 days of shopping who knows how much she spent.. She bought some jewlerey and a few clothes. So yea congrates to her, and she brought us to Italianies for the 1st time haha. Uhm she haven treated or brought me to dinner before as far as i can remember. So yea congratulations to her lah. Hopefully she'll be wise in spending the money she made and of course make some more, much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lesson. Dream big and work freaking hard like my aunty to achieve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-6473406948698586744?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/6473406948698586744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=6473406948698586744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6473406948698586744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/6473406948698586744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/07/shopping.html' title='Shopping!!!'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-4675504202255109864</id><published>2007-07-27T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T00:58:11.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity Night..</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday night Taylor's college SAM student council organised a Charity Night dedicated to austistic children.. Well lets just say it was not the best event i've been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm for starters, the Dj was mediocere uhm or maybe can call him a cheap one haha. Not very expensive to hire in another words.. The songs that he mixed were haha well he destroyed the songs.. He scratched cacatedly haha maybe if we tried we can do better.. and he mixed songs, he mixed songs that should not be mixed.. It sounds weird and just not nice lah.. The sound system was overly loud and the echos were horrible. Uhm the lighting was ok only also.. The opening band was once again okay only.. Hmm when the rep from the charity home spoke and explained what austistic children are, everyone chatted like nobody's busniess and she was pissed. When she said thank you everyone cheered and clapped like nobody's busniess and it seriously sounded like they were chasing her away. Oh well there goes Taylor's good name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Extrange was very good tho&lt;/span&gt;.. The female &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;models were hot&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ester omg&lt;/span&gt;.. She was so darn sweet!!!!!! wow with her smile and her &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;gracefull walk and curtsy&lt;/span&gt;. Wow haha unfortunately she, which was the prettiest and sweetest did not make it into the finals. All the 6 female finalist were the hot and filrty kind haha and well &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pei hwa&lt;/span&gt; won.. She looked very professional during the catwalks like those you see on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;america's next top model&lt;/span&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm well after a while it became freaking boring because they kept repeating and repeating the same thing. And when the winner for the modeling competition was finally anounced, they opened the dance floor and guess what happened? Everybody stood up and left the hall. Well obviously cuz it was too damn bright in the hall and the music sucks. So when jazz deciples came, another malaysian band, they came on stage, saw noone and then left.. So yea the charity night was,, well uhm you decide after reading this post lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson... When planning something have plan a plan b and also plan c incase things dont go as planned haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-4675504202255109864?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/4675504202255109864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=4675504202255109864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4675504202255109864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/4675504202255109864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/07/charity-night.html' title='Charity Night..'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-8824890041432166180</id><published>2007-07-27T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T09:54:55.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles DO happen</title><content type='html'>Praise the LORD!! I got my math paper back today and i scored a 36 out of 43.. WAHAHAHAHAHA imagine that 84% and i was one of the highest in class. I was hoping to get a borderline A but i got a 84% which is not much higher than a 80 but then.. well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may be thinking hmm itis only a 84 not a 99 what is he so excited about? Well i didnt have enought time to finish the paper... (the part where you go OOooOOooooOOooo). I Thought the paper'll finish at 11am but is was suppose to end at 10.50 so when the teacher said YOU HAVE 5 MORE MINUTES!! i thought i had 15 so i was still relaxing.. Well imagine how quickly i wrote in the last 5 minutes and amazingly, i crapped so much for the explanation part, i wrote the 1st thing that came to my mind and teacher wrote a good there wahahahahaha. God was holding my hands and writing it for me man. The last question i scored a full 10 out of 10 wahahahaha.. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was one question, i did it wrongly, thought about it, re-calculated it and wrote the correct answer plus the explanation in less than 10 seconds when the class rep was already collecting the papers.. WOW amazing.. I was really blessed to be able to score 36 out of 43.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson.. Work and study as hard as you can but don't forget to pray for the Lord to grant you wisdom and calmness during an exam. Pray for his guidance and he'll be happy to help you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-8824890041432166180?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/8824890041432166180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=8824890041432166180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8824890041432166180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/8824890041432166180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/07/miracles-do-happen.html' title='Miracles DO happen'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-98989310457409026</id><published>2007-07-24T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T06:47:22.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fact correction?</title><content type='html'>Uhm well Soo Li just told me that apparently her room mate din complain anything to Mr Lau. So this raises a few more questions.. jeng jeng jeng who could it be? Unhappy neighbours? the maid's bu shuangness? or she is lying.. jeng jeng jeng.. anyways what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol if the neighbours call to complain to Mr Lau then it'll be very funny haha why will they do tat? they have a crush on my cousin or something? lol or the maid... hmmmm maybe she feels funny that my bed is left empty when i sleep on the floor. hmmm anyway here is a joke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You see one day, there was a old pak cik driving a kancil on the highway.. Suddenly, the gasket blowed and smoke started to come out of the car.. So he waved frantically for help and all but no one came to his aid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then one kind  young samaritan driving a Porsche stopped to help him. He said pak cik, you need my help ahh.. i use this cable hor i tie it to your car. Then i pull you to the next shop okay? If i drive too fast, you horn or highlight me okay? So the pak cik said thank you thank you!! you are really kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So well the Porsche started driving. Everytime the speed reached about 100kmph, the pak cik will panic and horn at the young man. So the young man will slow down like he said. Then suddenly, a yellow coloured Lambourghini came up, drove beside the Porsche and sorta taunted him. So being a young man, the Porsche driver couldnt say no to a challenge correct? His adrenaline started pumping into his blood and he put the pedal to the metal.. So he was now racing with the Lambo and totally forgot about the poor pak cik in the Kancil who has been honking and flashing non stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Suddenly, there was a police in front of the road. Both the drivers did not care and zoomed pass the speed trap. The then policeman got frightened and called for backup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pssshhhttt i need back up i need back up a black porsche and yellow lambo passed me at more than 300 kmph please send back up.. We need a pursuit team and a chopper. There is a third car but you wont believe me even if i told you,over, pssshht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Homebase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Officer just tell what the third car is be serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Police:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pssshhhtt a white kancil is following closely behind the porsche highlighting and honking trying to overtake it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwahahahakakakahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson,, laught and relak more hahaha dont be too stressed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-98989310457409026?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/98989310457409026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=98989310457409026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/98989310457409026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/98989310457409026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/07/fact-correction.html' title='fact correction?'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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-7794140039689813547.post-888854846334975394</id><published>2007-07-24T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T03:14:52.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soo li's roomate...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm i got a phone call during tuition and it was from Mr Lau which is my landlord. He sorta scolded me for sleeping in Soo Li's room (my cousin). You see soo li's got a roommate named X but she only stays in that room for like 3 days or so in a week. So when she is not there, i stay in soo li's room to study and sleep there also. Where do i sleep you might ask. Well i sleep on an extra mattress that Soo Li has on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes the important part. X called mr lau to complain. So&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lau: hey jeffery&lt;br /&gt;Me: yup? (softly in tuition)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lau: you sleep in your cousin sister's room rite?&lt;br /&gt;Me: yup sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lau: you cant do tat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol it seems that i slept on X's bed and moved her stuff&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha how funnily wrong is that. Well if she is not happy with me sleeping there then tell me. I mean whats her problem? She is not there most of the time and i sleep there only when she is not around on the FLOOR not on her bed.. Lol can i possibaly be so stupid to sleep on her bed. I dont know wat kinda fungus or ticks she has on her body man haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea today's lesson, if you have a problem be brave and matured to talk to the person. Dont go telling some1 else total crap and ask him to tell the guy off. Trust me, i made the same mistake before and it was bad big time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7794140039689813547-888854846334975394?l=jeff-reborned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/feeds/888854846334975394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7794140039689813547&amp;postID=888854846334975394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/888854846334975394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7794140039689813547/posts/default/888854846334975394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeff-reborned.blogspot.com/2007/07/soo-lis-roomate.html' title='soo li&apos;s roomate...'/><author><name>Jeffrey Sia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12078953300950305992</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>
