<?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-5673855204850343103</id><updated>2011-10-14T09:23:06.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behold the fowls of the air . . . (Matthew 6:26)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-6516274467027201162</id><published>2011-10-14T09:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T09:23:06.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering the Romanovs</title><content type='html'>Something fun I did in Bio class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dnai.org/d/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra background info about DNA, PCR, etc: http://www.dnalc.org/resources/animations/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-6516274467027201162?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/6516274467027201162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/10/recovering-romanovs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6516274467027201162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6516274467027201162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/10/recovering-romanovs.html' title='Recovering the Romanovs'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-1272034228736360816</id><published>2011-08-25T06:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T07:10:47.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Korea</title><content type='html'>Even though I managed to complete many of the projects planned out for this summer, the thought of updating this blog barely came to mind. I'm starting to show signs of neglect. Now I'm back in Korea. Just waiting for my flight which is in about 12 hrs time. Not much to say. Just hoping for a good year ahead. A little worried about the work load, but am trusting God for His help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to Gunung Tahan was a success. I made a short clip of the mountain range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSIzNqHoYmE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I'm typing all this on my new tablet, HTC flyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-1272034228736360816?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/1272034228736360816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-in-korea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1272034228736360816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1272034228736360816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-in-korea.html' title='Back in Korea'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tSIzNqHoYmE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-4226782778550099518</id><published>2011-07-06T06:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T07:34:50.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore</title><content type='html'>I've been too lazy to finish my report on the trip to Vietnam. There were quite a lot of other highlights to mention, but unfortunately indolence&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;got the best of me. Since a picture is said to worth a thousand words, then the pictures I've uploaded on Facebook should be good enough to make up for my laziness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the forth day since I've been in Singapore. Some highlights from the past few days: visit to the world's first Night Safari, finished playing Call of Duty 4, started playing Battlefield Bad Company 2, woke up at 5 am on Monday and Wednesday to train for Gunung Tahan, and planning to go fishing today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have completed some projects for the summer, and I'm still in the process of completing others, so stay tune. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-4226782778550099518?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/4226782778550099518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/07/singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/4226782778550099518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/4226782778550099518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/07/singapore.html' title='Singapore'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-5143424798981386667</id><published>2011-05-28T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T23:00:12.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day 1&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There isn’t much to write about the first day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When we arrived, we were delayed at the airport for a long time. By the time we got to our hotel it was already late and after finishing dinner it was already 12am. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I guess the only highlight of the day is the delicious bowl of beef noodle soup that I had for dinner. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day 2&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am currently in the bus typing this. So far it’s been 2 hrs and there is still about 4 hrs to go before our arrival at Da Lat. The bus ride is pretty good. There isn’t a lot of people onboard so I’m occupying 2 seats. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Day 3&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our arrival at the hotel yesterday took about 2hrs more than I expected. In total we were on the road for about 8 hrs. I wasn’t able to update this blog yesterday because I had trouble connecting to the Internet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today somehow the Internet works. We started our day visiting two waterfalls. Then we visited the King’s palace and a monastery. We stopped for lunch at the hotel before heading to our next destination—XQ hand embroidery. I really like the handicrafts; unfortunately I can’t show any pictures because photography was prohibited.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We ended our tour with a visit to the Valley of Love and a huge statue of Buddha. Here are some pictures. The rest of the pictures will be on facebook.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cuttlefish seller at Sigon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;On the way up to Da Lat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Chang seller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Selling clothes at the market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/4-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Crossing the scary Vietnamese road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;The only picture I took at the handicraft place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-5143424798981386667?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/5143424798981386667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/05/vietnam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/5143424798981386667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/5143424798981386667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/05/vietnam.html' title='Vietnam'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-484077363064817562</id><published>2011-05-12T09:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:42:21.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:trackmoves/&gt;   &lt;w:trackformatting/&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:donotpromoteqf/&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeother&gt;EN-US&lt;/w:LidThemeOther&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemeasian&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeAsian&gt;   &lt;w:lidthemecomplexscript&gt;X-NONE&lt;/w:LidThemeComplexScript&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;    &lt;w:splitpgbreakandparamark/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertaligncellwithsp/&gt;    &lt;w:dontbreakconstrainedforcedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:dontvertalignintxbx/&gt;    &lt;w:word11kerningpairs/&gt;    &lt;w:cachedcolbalance/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;   &lt;m:mathpr&gt;    &lt;m:mathfont val="Cambria Math"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbin val="before"&gt;    &lt;m:brkbinsub val="&amp;#45;-"&gt;    &lt;m:smallfrac val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef/&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:mathPr&gt;&lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" defunhidewhenused="true" defsemihidden="true" defqformat="false" defpriority="99" latentstylecount="267"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="0" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Normal"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="heading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="9" qformat="true" name="heading 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 7"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 8"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" name="toc 9"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="35" qformat="true" name="caption"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="10" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" name="Default Paragraph Font"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="11" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtitle"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="22" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Strong"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="20" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="59" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Table Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Placeholder Text"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="1" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="No Spacing"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Revision"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="34" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="List Paragraph"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="29" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="30" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Quote"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 1"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 2"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 3"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 4"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 5"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="60" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="61" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="62" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Light Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="63" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="64" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Shading 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="65" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="66" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium List 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="67" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 1 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="68" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 2 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="69" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Medium Grid 3 Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="70" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Dark List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="71" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Shading Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="72" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful List Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="73" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" name="Colorful Grid Accent 6"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="19" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="21" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Emphasis"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="31" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Subtle Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="32" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Intense Reference"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="33" semihidden="false" unhidewhenused="false" qformat="true" name="Book Title"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="37" name="Bibliography"&gt;   &lt;w:lsdexception locked="false" priority="39" qformat="true" name="TOC Heading"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-priority:99;  mso-style-qformat:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin-top:0in;  mso-para-margin-right:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:10.0pt;  mso-para-margin-left:0in;  line-height:115%;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:11.0pt;  font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";  mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;  mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast;  mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;  mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;  mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;I’M COMING HOME !!! As I am writing this, I am currently at the Korean airport whiling away the time while I wait for my next flight. I’m just going to give a quick summary of what has been going on. After final exams ended on Wednesday, I went out with some friends who were graduating (Jade, Freda, and Celeste) to a Korean/Chinese fusion restaurant. After gobbling up our food, we then headed off to Frankies Fun Park.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;At Frankies, we played a game of Laser Tag. For many of us, playing Laser Tag was our first time. We geared up in suits that kinda look like those found in sci fi movies. And as we approached out base, our suits instantly buzzed and light up to our team color—blue. At that moment, I was kinda pumped up looking at our suits light up. Skipping all the details, I must say that the game was pretty intense and fun. In fact, we had so much fun the first round that we played a second round, which ended with me being the high score player. =D &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;School finally ended with packing and attending required programs such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/span&gt;, commencement ceremony, and some other programs that I don’t really know the name of. Overall, I must say that it had been a really hectic week. I’m really looking forward to getting home. The thoughts of seeing familiar faces, playing with my pets, lying on my own bed, and eating food that gives a sense of home, just makes me ecstatic. =) I hope to be more faithful in updating this blog during the summer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; I have quite a few plans lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-484077363064817562?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/484077363064817562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/05/summary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/484077363064817562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/484077363064817562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/05/summary.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-8968668134282807189</id><published>2011-05-11T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T03:03:10.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POSER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0GLJRzuodKo" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-8968668134282807189?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/8968668134282807189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/05/poser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/8968668134282807189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/8968668134282807189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/05/poser.html' title='POSER!'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0GLJRzuodKo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-6455601536867368644</id><published>2011-04-02T11:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T11:38:14.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingratitude is a Wicked Sin</title><content type='html'>A good sermon by Mr. Nathan Crockett http://www.sermonaudio.com/sermoninfo.asp?SID=33111129455&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-6455601536867368644?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/6455601536867368644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/04/ingratitude-is-wicked-sin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6455601536867368644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6455601536867368644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/04/ingratitude-is-wicked-sin.html' title='Ingratitude is a Wicked Sin'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-8972843828868354415</id><published>2011-03-31T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:55:45.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah 53 (English Standard Version)</title><content type='html'>1Who has believed what he has heard from us? And to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed? 2For he grew up before him like a young plant, and like a root out of dry ground; he had no form or majesty that we should look at him, and no beauty that we should desire him. 3 He was despised and rejected by men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief; and as one from whom men hide their faces he was despised, and we esteemed him not. 4 Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted. 5 But he was wounded for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities; upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his stripes we are healed. 6 All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned—every one—to his own way; and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all. 7He was oppressed, and he was afflicted, yet he opened not his mouth; like a lamb that is led to the slaughter, and like a sheep that before its shearers is silent, so he opened not his mouth. 8By oppression and judgment he was taken away; and as for his generation, who considered that he was cut off out of the land of the living, stricken for the transgression of my people? 9And they made his grave with the wicked and with a rich man in his death, although he had done no violence, and there was no deceit in his mouth. 10Yet it was the will of the LORD to crush him; he has put him to grief; when his soul makes an offering for guilt, he shall see his offspring; he shall prolong his days; the will of the LORD shall prosper in his hand. 11Out of the anguish of his soul he shall see and be satisfied;by his knowledge shall the righteous one, my servant, make many to be accounted righteous, and he shall bear their iniquities. 12 Therefore I will divide him a portion with the many, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong, because he poured out his soul to death and was numbered with the transgressors; yet he bore the sin of many, and makes intercession for the transgressors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-8972843828868354415?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/8972843828868354415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-has-believed-what-he-has-heard-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/8972843828868354415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/8972843828868354415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/03/who-has-believed-what-he-has-heard-from.html' title='Isaiah 53 (English Standard Version)'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-7580889677798069052</id><published>2011-01-23T10:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T22:19:07.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Time</title><content type='html'>Today, all of a sudden I had a flash back of an old memory. I'm not sure what brought about the nostalgic moment, but it sure made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was reminiscence of the time when I was about 8 years old. I remember walking home after school, and when I had arrived at the front of my gate, I opened the door. To my surprise, something about the size a melon swung toward me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/Untitled-2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-7580889677798069052?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/7580889677798069052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/once-upon-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7580889677798069052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7580889677798069052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon a Time'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-7302170635721239152</id><published>2011-01-22T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T10:55:12.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children These Days</title><content type='html'>Teenagers inspired by Twilight sink fangs into each other in new 'biting' trend, parents fear risks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/lifestyle/2010/07/07/2010-07-07_teenagers_inspired_by_twilight_exchange_love_bites_in_new_biting_trend_parents_f.html"&gt;http://www.nydailynews.com/lifestyle/2010/07/07/2010-07-07_teenagers_inspired_by_twilight_exchange_love_bites_in_new_biting_trend_parents_f.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-7302170635721239152?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/7302170635721239152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/children-these-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7302170635721239152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7302170635721239152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/children-these-days.html' title='Children These Days'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-5495551287310593392</id><published>2011-01-11T04:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T05:03:21.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chilling at Clemson</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, it was predicted by weather forecast that there would be a 100% chance of snow. The state of Georgia was expecting 2-7 inchs of snow. It hasn’t snowed that much in a long while. I’ve heard that the whole state of Georgia has only two snow plowers. This would mean that most of the roads will be inaccessible whenever there is bad snow. People around my cousin’s area were going crazy. Almost everyone was preparing for the bad weather. According to Home Depot, the newly arrived parcel of deicing salt was sold out in less than 30mins. Schools were closing and many people had already planned on staying home. Some had stock up their food supplies for fear that they might be trapped at home for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, my brother, and my cousin had to leave for Clemson, which is about two hours drive up north from Suwannee, Georgia. We were all heading back to school. The plan was to spend a night in Clemson before heading back to Greenville. As predicted, it started snowing at around 12 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the roads are completely covered in snow. It looks like me and my brother will be spending a whole lot more time in Clemson than we initially planned. On the bright side, our school has allowed students to return at a later time, when the roads are safe to drive on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn’t much to do here. The only thing we could do is to go outside and play with some snow, which is exactly what we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0003-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0003-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0483.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0483.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0485.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0485.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0488.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0488.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1100765.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/P1100765.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1100772.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/P1100772.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1100788.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/P1100788.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0458.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0458.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0467.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0467.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0481.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0481.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1100776.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/P1100776.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1100777.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/P1100777.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1100813.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/P1100813.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-5495551287310593392?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/5495551287310593392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/chilling-at-clemson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/5495551287310593392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/5495551287310593392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/chilling-at-clemson.html' title='Chilling at Clemson'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-1843127474933792727</id><published>2011-01-10T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:57:09.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird tricks</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3VPo1q-1aKc?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies. I can't believe it has been 4 years since I put up this video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-1843127474933792727?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/1843127474933792727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/bird-tricks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1843127474933792727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1843127474933792727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/bird-tricks.html' title='Bird tricks'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3VPo1q-1aKc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-534560963131531104</id><published>2011-01-08T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T11:51:04.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>G rated rap? Seriously?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qMFuWL16Ss"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qMFuWL16Ss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-534560963131531104?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/534560963131531104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/g-rated-rap-seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/534560963131531104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/534560963131531104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/g-rated-rap-seriously.html' title='G rated rap? Seriously?'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-6178132184882350003</id><published>2011-01-07T06:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T11:22:45.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Body Story</title><content type='html'>Episode 1 (Body Snatchers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-288JozV22w"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-288JozV22w&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3C-eY6ogzDI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3C-eY6ogzDI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8WCG7JNaYlk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8WCG7JNaYlk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=800FBiTjaLY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=800FBiTjaLY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XWbldRuwvcM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XWbldRuwvcM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 2 (Breaking Down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U1qLUNXAhAY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U1qLUNXAhAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YUK6EghcUdc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YUK6EghcUdc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fjGpMmmycw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fjGpMmmycw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nk1QrfnLe4U"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nk1QrfnLe4U&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQTl7rtkhmg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kQTl7rtkhmg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 3 (The Beast Within)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MyZ1-haX_ZE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MyZ1-haX_ZE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RtCbJoIDslE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RtCbJoIDslE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hxzHqG5Vg8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hxzHqG5Vg8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lo8H1egaapY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lo8H1egaapY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9rFV4V-Xz_8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9rFV4V-Xz_8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 4 (Teen Dreams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gT9g0_42-r0"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gT9g0_42-r0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Szl4D2Z-MvY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Szl4D2Z-MvY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ltJXmjcxCyg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ltJXmjcxCyg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 5 (Crash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIConarFpFc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIConarFpFc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=34soWRRvAfU"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=34soWRRvAfU&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ojuOWx9u5Vw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ojuOWx9u5Vw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 6 (Spreading Menace)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3JGXWoXBnc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3JGXWoXBnc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_BKK2xlmX0E"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_BKK2xlmX0E&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3lImNGDh5kA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3lImNGDh5kA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-6178132184882350003?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/6178132184882350003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/body-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6178132184882350003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6178132184882350003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/body-story.html' title='Body Story'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-2842155754332638513</id><published>2011-01-07T03:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T04:02:58.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we talk? - BBC Horizon</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 329px" width="521" height="329"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/75XxjJYuV7I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/75XxjJYuV7I?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 522px; HEIGHT: 353px" width="522" height="353"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YSQDTsFyxG8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YSQDTsFyxG8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 524px; HEIGHT: 385px" width="524" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eeYAi9TJSCI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eeYAi9TJSCI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 526px; HEIGHT: 385px" width="526" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eMds1qynl_Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eMds1qynl_Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 527px; HEIGHT: 384px" width="527" height="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mS5QAJO09OE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mS5QAJO09OE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 528px; HEIGHT: 384px" width="528" height="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCkVzzHS4ZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tCkVzzHS4ZI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-2842155754332638513?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/2842155754332638513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-do-we-talk-bbc-horizon_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/2842155754332638513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/2842155754332638513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-do-we-talk-bbc-horizon_07.html' title='Why do we talk? - BBC Horizon'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-6679985515934269871</id><published>2010-12-09T03:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T03:43:44.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Rock-Solid Security</title><content type='html'>"See the security in Christ, the insecurity in yourself, and the grace in God's second chances."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this really good sermon:&lt;br /&gt;http://gracetoanderson.com/from-the-pulpit/finding-rock-solid-security/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-6679985515934269871?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/6679985515934269871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2010/12/finding-rock-solid-security.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6679985515934269871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6679985515934269871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2010/12/finding-rock-solid-security.html' title='Finding Rock-Solid Security'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-2008738357132302695</id><published>2010-09-25T04:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T03:12:34.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in College</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was so far the busiest day of my college career. My day started out at 7am. I got up, got ready for class, quickly went for "Grab-and-go", and when to my first class at 8am. My first class was Organic Chemistry Lab. The experiment was going the way it was suppose to until we reach the part where we had to filter the solution. It was then that we waited, and waited, and waited. The solution had too many big particles that it started clogging the filter paper. We had no choice, but to wait for it to drip, drop by drop until it was finish. Somehow we manage to complete what we were doing just before it was time to go to chapel at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chapel which ended at 11:35 am, I had lunch and then I headed off to the library to get the answer key for grading some math homework that was due at 1pm. I quickly graded my homework just in time before the class. I went to class, hand in the homework, and took a test. When the test was over, I went to another class for another test. Finally after the second test was over, I went back to my room at 3pm and started studying for a quiz which was at 4pm. After my 4 o'clock class, I went for a quick dinner and then I went to the place where I had to take a test at 7pm. I had roughly about 1 hr 30 mins to cram. The test finally ended at 9:38pm. I was dead tired, yet I could not fully relax because the next day I had another test and quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good. Yesterday went well. On the final test, the teacher put this verse: "Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness." (Isaiah 41:10) The test today also went well. Before the test I felt like I did not study enough for the test, but my friend reminded me that there is only so much that we can do in the time that was given. Now that everything is over...I'M FREEEeee.... !!! =D . . . . but only for awhile =s *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-2008738357132302695?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/2008738357132302695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-in-college.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/2008738357132302695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/2008738357132302695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-in-college.html' title='A day in College'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-6098637578310630519</id><published>2010-09-19T01:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T08:07:19.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God will provide.</title><content type='html'>It has been a while since I have updated this blog. I was reading through what I had written, and all the memories of things that have happened to me started to flood my mind. I'm starting to realize the benefits of having a blog. Even though I am really busy right now, I feel that I had to write something. There had been many events that I had not written about, which I am starting to regret. I hope that I will somehow find time to update my blog in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I have decided to change my blog background and title. The title, from Matthew 6:26, is an assurance that God will provide for His children as He has always provided for the fowls of the air. So the next time you are in need, "behold the fowls of the air" and remember not to worry. God will provide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-6098637578310630519?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/6098637578310630519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2010/09/god-will-provide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6098637578310630519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6098637578310630519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2010/09/god-will-provide.html' title='God will provide.'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-6148198827548009405</id><published>2010-01-23T22:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T08:10:27.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How would you describe yourself in one word?</title><content type='html'>Holidays had been really fun, but everything must end sometime or another right? I'm sure most of you have already started school. As for me, class just started last week.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last week during my Bible class, the students were asked to describe themselves in one word. I thought this was really thought provoking. So I decided to ask you guys the same question. How would you describe yourself in one word? Have some thought about it before reading farther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is not an easy task to do, but I would like to know how many of you chose the word "blessed". "Blessed" was the word I chose. Looking back at life, I thought about all the good and bad things that have happened. I feel that all these things that had happened were all part of a puzzle that fitted nicely in place as the pieces were put together. Events that I once thought was bad were in fact good, because out of it I learned something. I am reminded that God has a divine plan for my life and that everything that has happened, both good and bad, was part of His perfect plan. I had lived a blessed life and am still living this blessed life. And guess what! If you still don't know, you guys are a blessing to me. Pause and think about the life you have lived. Leave me a comment if you too think you had lived a blessed life, but please do not use the cbox. Just use the comment button at the bottom. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-6148198827548009405?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/6148198827548009405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-would-you-describe-yourself-in-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6148198827548009405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6148198827548009405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-would-you-describe-yourself-in-one.html' title='How would you describe yourself in one word?'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-8874217754122216348</id><published>2009-12-28T08:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T09:09:54.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisconsin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0217.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0246.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0251.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0260.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0285.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0285.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0279.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0279.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0301.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0300.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0304.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0304.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0337.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting trap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0353.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0354.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0354.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0348.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0349.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0339.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0350-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0350-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0351-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0351-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0332.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0332.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0317.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting auto reset target.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-8874217754122216348?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/8874217754122216348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/12/wisconsin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/8874217754122216348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/8874217754122216348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/12/wisconsin.html' title='Wisconsin'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-6468011778858520752</id><published>2009-12-22T00:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:38:51.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighting Ceremony</title><content type='html'>http://www.bju.edu/news/2009-12-07-lighting-recap.php?utm_source=BOTR&amp;amp;utm_medium=video&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Carol-Sing-Highlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a short clip of what we did in bju Lighting Ceremony. Please copy and paste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-6468011778858520752?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/6468011778858520752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/12/lighting-ceremony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6468011778858520752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6468011778858520752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/12/lighting-ceremony.html' title='Lighting Ceremony'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-7044789858390602612</id><published>2009-12-18T10:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T08:13:33.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Handywork of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sheweth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;handywork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Day unto day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uttereth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; speech, and night unto night &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sheweth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Psalms 19:1-2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://multimedia.mcb.harvard.edu/"&gt;http://multimedia.mcb.harvard.edu/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Click on the first video. Can you imagine all this things happening in each and every cell of our body? To appreciate the video, study more biology then you will understand what are all the stuff doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because that which may be known of God is manifest in them; for God hath shewed it unto them.&lt;br /&gt;For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Romans 1:19-20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This means that all atheist is without excuse for denying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;GOD's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; existence, for He is reveled in his creation. Thank God for revealing Himself through His creation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As it is getting closer to Christmas don't forget the true meaning of Christmas. Don't forget to thank God for the gift of salvation. That's the best gift of all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-7044789858390602612?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/7044789858390602612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/12/handywork-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7044789858390602612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7044789858390602612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/12/handywork-of-god.html' title='The Handywork of God'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-1601493190685250978</id><published>2009-11-27T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:51:29.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4134.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4134.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4141.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4142.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4143.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4145.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4145.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4147.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4153.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4140.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4149.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4152.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4157.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4154.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_4163.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_4163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In about 1hr 20mins time, me, my brother, my cousins, my uncle and my aunt will be going shopping till tomorrow morning. Tomorrow is Black Friday, there will be lots of stuff on sale. The sale starts tonight. Looks like it's going to be an exhausting night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-1601493190685250978?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/1601493190685250978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1601493190685250978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1601493190685250978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-dinner.html' title='Thanksgiving dinner'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-3614760916311338627</id><published>2009-11-26T07:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T07:59:13.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"O give thanks unto the LORD; for he is good: because his mercy endureth for ever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Psalm 118:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its finally Thanksgiving Break!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-3614760916311338627?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/3614760916311338627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/3614760916311338627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/3614760916311338627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-thanks.html' title='Give Thanks!'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-1257782353594955380</id><published>2009-10-17T10:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:47:05.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have Faith!</title><content type='html'>There may be some truth in the phrase " time is elastic". Some days it feels as though time slows down and life just feels so "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;laggy"&lt;/span&gt;. On the other hand, there are days when time just flies. It has been about six weeks since I have been in school and it feels as if it has only been a week. I have been so preoccupied with studies that I hardly have time to blog. I feel bad that I have been putting God aside. Life seems to revolve around studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life is rough we tend to lose faith and start trusting on ourselves. We put God second and try our best to do things on our own. I hope you guys know what I'm talking about. Try to remember the times when you were very stressed about something. What did you do? Did you read your Bible more? Or did you put God aside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mathew 6: 25-34&lt;br /&gt;“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? 26 Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? 27 And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life? [7] 28 And why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin, 29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is alive and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? 31 Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the Gentiles seek after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;33 But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;34 “Therefore do not be anxious about tomorrow, for tomorrow will be anxious for itself. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times in life when we feel that a task given by the Lord is too tough. It just seems &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;. When Jesus fed the five thousand, He told his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disciples&lt;/span&gt; (Mathew 14:16) “They need not go away; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you give them something to eat.”&lt;/span&gt; The task was impossible for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disciples&lt;/span&gt;. But nothing is impossible for the Lord. And thus he said unto them (Mathew 14:18) “Bring them (five loaves and two fishes) here to me.” There are times in life when we just have to do our best and leave the rest to God. Bring your problems before Jesus and let him take care of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I command you my friends HAVE FAITH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-1257782353594955380?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/1257782353594955380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1257782353594955380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1257782353594955380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/10/have-faith.html' title='Have Faith!'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-2495125950677792231</id><published>2009-08-27T03:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T04:01:43.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My arrival into a foreign land.</title><content type='html'>Upon my arrival, I have been busy, busy, busy. I have been out doing shopping for clothes and all the necessities. It had been a long journey from Malaysia to Korea then to America. The plane ride wasn't as boring as I had expected it to be. There were lots of movies, drama, documentaries, etc. to watch. Not to forget about the food on the plane, it was surprisingly good. The service was decent. But like most things not everything is a bed of roses. Even roses have its thorns. With all my effort to have a good nights sleep I was only able to have a little repose. The seats were uncomfortable for sleeping. It was able to lean back but not far enough to allow me to rest properly. There wasn't anything for my head to lean on except for my brothers shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all that, the trip was pretty interesting. It's not often that a person gets to experience 2 mornings on the same day. And the sight of the time change was stunning. Here are some pictures I took in the airport in Korea and in the plane:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0223.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0225.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0224.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0227.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My bro dead tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0240-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0240-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first stepped into my cousins house. We were instantly greeted by this two adorable dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0248.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0255.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bowden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pepper belongs to my cousin's friend and Bowden is my cousin's dog. There are more pictures of our trip in my brothers facebook so go take a look if you want to see more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost forgot to mention. I am typing this post on my first ever laptop. The first laptop I have ever own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0271.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0270.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0273.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-2495125950677792231?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/2495125950677792231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-arrival-into-foreign-land.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/2495125950677792231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/2495125950677792231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-arrival-into-foreign-land.html' title='My arrival into a foreign land.'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-8586481474692921396</id><published>2009-08-20T17:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:24:30.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My final post in Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gifts of all kind&lt;br /&gt;Will forever be a sign&lt;br /&gt;Of the memories left behind&lt;br /&gt;Of yours and of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will a friendship last forever?&lt;br /&gt;This we may find out or never&lt;br /&gt;But it is my hope we do not forget each other&lt;br /&gt;Especially the things we did together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hugs and handshakes we had as we said "bye"&lt;br /&gt;Will hopefully be the same when we return and say "hi"&lt;br /&gt;Keep us in your prayers&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the many years&lt;br /&gt;That God may bless you with a friendship that grows greater&lt;br /&gt;That may last forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you all&lt;br /&gt;From the outside to the inner core&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you all&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till we meet again! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-8586481474692921396?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/8586481474692921396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-final-post-from-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/8586481474692921396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/8586481474692921396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-final-post-from-malaysia.html' title='My final post in Malaysia'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-3645706213232321012</id><published>2009-08-20T03:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:49:44.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R@nDoMneSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The poem to my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not know what you were thinking&lt;br /&gt;I did not know if you were my liking&lt;br /&gt;I only know your name was Chung &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Khiing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never were you lazy&lt;br /&gt;From the start you were a little crazy&lt;br /&gt;Yet you are my friend&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Su&lt;/span&gt; Ann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought you could bend a beam&lt;br /&gt;Because you acted like a him&lt;br /&gt;Only to find out your name was Kym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unique as a frog&lt;br /&gt;You look scary as a hawk&lt;br /&gt;But Darren &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kok&lt;/span&gt; you rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, your the man&lt;br /&gt;You plan to study SAM ( Southern Australian Matriculation)&lt;br /&gt;I know you can&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry about the exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thin and not round as a ball&lt;br /&gt;You love Alvin ( The chipmunk)&lt;br /&gt;And your name is Calvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krystal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kok&lt;/span&gt; a name with a double "k"&lt;br /&gt;Who lives in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt; ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kota&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kemuning&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all I can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name is like Krystal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kok&lt;/span&gt; but instead of a double "k" it has a double "c"&lt;br /&gt;You are daring and not a sissy&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Chin the Aussie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those names written in there please do not take the mean things I have said seriously. It was only meant to be a joke. And to the other friends whose names was not in the poem. Don't worry I have not forgotten about you. I am terribly sorry to say that I have ran out of time to find a rhyme for your names. Stay tuned, there will be another poem coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you really have nothing better to do than to read this blog. Here is another poem I wrote a long time ago during one of those hazy days. I had a thought of what hell would be like and that some people are living in hell on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the dark my eyes lay waste&lt;br /&gt;I could not see through this thick blinding haze&lt;br /&gt;My tears have run dry&lt;br /&gt;Even my fears forbids me to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I pleaded no one could hear&lt;br /&gt;No one seem to know I am here&lt;br /&gt;Living in worry and in fear&lt;br /&gt;I know my end is near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then came a light&lt;br /&gt;That saved me from the blight&lt;br /&gt;I need not hide&lt;br /&gt;For in me he abide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Savior and my friend&lt;br /&gt;The one who is my guide&lt;br /&gt;I will not see a terrible end&lt;br /&gt;Because he is on my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle that was lost&lt;br /&gt;Was not without cause&lt;br /&gt;For it has now been won&lt;br /&gt;When I have finally been reborn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-3645706213232321012?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/3645706213232321012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/rndomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/3645706213232321012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/3645706213232321012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/rndomness.html' title='R@nDoMneSS'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-1955131840372861064</id><published>2009-08-13T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:01:45.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagan Lalang</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday me, Su Ann, Joey, Darren, Su Kym and Krystal went to Bagan Lalang aka. Sepang Beach. We had a great time together taking pictures, catching crabs and just hanging out. One of the reasons we were there was to take pictures of the beautiful sunset but unfortunately it was a cloudy day. But in a way a cloudy day was a good thing. If it wasn't for the clouds we would probably have been fried by the sun. Here are some of the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00051copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC00051copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0007-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0007-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0054.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0024-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0024-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0044.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0044.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exoskeleton of a Horseshoe crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0009.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0006.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/1copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0067.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0067.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0071.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0071.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krystal and Darren releasing the crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0074-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0074-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0100.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0100.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, crabs wont the only thing we picked up. Thanks to Darren's initiative to "save the world" the other stuff we picked up were crap left behind by some inconsiderate Malaysians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-1955131840372861064?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/1955131840372861064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/bagan-lalang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1955131840372861064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1955131840372861064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/bagan-lalang.html' title='Bagan Lalang'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-633819368742922362</id><published>2009-08-07T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T00:13:40.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you a Sunday Christian?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sunday Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord, How can someone be a Christian on Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then turn into the devil's imp on Monday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then by Tuesday you're so far gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you just aren't sure where you belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All at once it's Wednesday, and it's prayer meeting again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you don't have time so you don't attend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now it's Thursday Lord what can you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe you should say a little prayer or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When Friday finally shows it's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you given the Lord His proper place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before you know it it's Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time to get outside and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've not given the Lord any thought all week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now it's Sunday again and time to find you seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord has been trying to reach out to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But you have avoided him just like the flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe if you just took the time to listen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then you would become His kind of Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One who reads his Bible and says his prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And attends his Church and shows he cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not the "Sunday Only" Christian now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but all week long and everyday, Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's the kind of Christian I want to  be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All week long and for eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By: Pat Kirk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-633819368742922362?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/633819368742922362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you-sunday-christian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/633819368742922362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/633819368742922362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you-sunday-christian.html' title='Are you a Sunday Christian?'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-4090541213326204306</id><published>2009-08-06T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:00:02.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not worth posting anything anymore.</title><content type='html'>I have been busy for the pass few days. I don't think it is worth posting anything anymore. My ideas to continue using this blog may not be possible. I don't think I can own a blog in my university. But I guess if I am in the mood I will post a little bit more before I enter school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some updates on what I have been up to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a short trip to Singapore on Sunday. I managed to meet up with Poh Hian in Bukit Batok, Singapore. Even though I wasn't able to hang out with them, I was lucky enough to have had a chance to take some pictures with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night I made some Rum and Raisin Ice-cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0005-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0005-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Homemade Rum &amp;amp; raisin ice-cream in a caramel basket with a wafer stick impaled in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's getting late. So I better be off to bed. I have to wake up early tomorrow if I want to see you guys at the centre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-4090541213326204306?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/4090541213326204306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-worth-posting-anything-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/4090541213326204306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/4090541213326204306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-worth-posting-anything-anymore.html' title='Not worth posting anything anymore.'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-1403117342741429683</id><published>2009-07-23T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:27:29.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God vs Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;This is such a good rebuttal to all the doubtful science-is-everything- atheists out there... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 5pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Verdana','sans-serif';"&gt;A science professor begins his school year with a lecture to the students,&lt;br /&gt;'Let me explain the problem science has with religion.' The atheist&lt;br /&gt;professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new&lt;br /&gt;students to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're a Christian, aren't you, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes sir,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you believe in God?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Absolutely.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sure! God's good.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you good or evil?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Bible says I' m evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor grins knowingly. 'Aha! The Bible!' He considers for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;'Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can&lt;br /&gt;cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes sir, I would.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So you're good...!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I wouldn't say that.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But why not say that? You'd help a sick and maimed person if you could.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us would if we could. But God doesn't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student does not answer, so the professor continues. 'He doesn't, does&lt;br /&gt;he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to&lt;br /&gt;Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student remains silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, you can't, can you?' the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a&lt;br /&gt;glass on his desk to give the student time to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Er...yes,' the student says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is Satan good?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The studen t doesn't hesitate on this one. 'No.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then where does Satan come from?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student falters. 'From God'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'That's right. God made Satan, didn't he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in&lt;br /&gt;this world?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, sir.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Evil's everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything, correct?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So who created evil?' The professor continued, 'If God created everything,&lt;br /&gt;then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle&lt;br /&gt;that our works define who we are, then God is evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the student has no answer. 'Is there sickness? Immorality?&lt;br /&gt;Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student squirms on his feet. 'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So who created them?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question.&lt;br /&gt;'Who created them?' There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks&lt;br /&gt;away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tell me,' he continues onto another student. 'Do you believe in Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Christ, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student's voice betrays him and cracks. 'Yes, professor, I do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man stops pacing. 'Science says you have five senses you use to&lt;br /&gt;identify and observe the world around you.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No sir. I've never seen Him.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Then tell us if you've ever heard your Jesus?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, sir, I have not.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that&lt;br /&gt;matter?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you still believe in him?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol,&lt;br /&gt;science says your God doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;What do you say to that, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing,' the student replies. 'I only have my faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, faith,' the professor repeats. 'And that is the problem science has&lt;br /&gt;with God. There is no evidence, only faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of His&lt;br /&gt;own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Professor, is there such thing as heat?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies. 'There's heat.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And is there such a thing as cold?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, son, there's cold too.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No sir, there isn't.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room&lt;br /&gt;suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain. 'You can have&lt;br /&gt;lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white&lt;br /&gt;heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don't have anything called 'cold'. We&lt;br /&gt;can hit up to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any&lt;br /&gt;further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be&lt;br /&gt;able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits&lt;br /&gt;energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy.&lt;br /&gt;Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is&lt;br /&gt;only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold.&lt;br /&gt;Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the&lt;br /&gt;opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding&lt;br /&gt;like a hammer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes,' the professor replies without hesitation. 'What is night if it isn't&lt;br /&gt;darkness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of&lt;br /&gt;something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing&lt;br /&gt;light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called&lt;br /&gt;darkness, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the meaning we use to define the word.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'In reality, darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness&lt;br /&gt;darker, wouldn't you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a&lt;br /&gt;good semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So what point are you making, young man?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start&lt;br /&gt;with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor's face cannot hide his surprise this time. 'Flawed? Can you&lt;br /&gt;explain how?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You are working on the premise of duality,' the student explains. 'You&lt;br /&gt;argue that there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God.&lt;br /&gt;You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can&lt;br /&gt;measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully&lt;br /&gt;understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be&lt;br /&gt;ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death&lt;br /&gt;is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a&lt;br /&gt;monkey?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes,&lt;br /&gt;of course I do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where&lt;br /&gt;the argument is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good semester, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot&lt;br /&gt;even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching&lt;br /&gt;your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has&lt;br /&gt;subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me&lt;br /&gt;give you an example of what I mean.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student looks around the room. 'Is there anyone in the class who has&lt;br /&gt;ever seen the professor's brain?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class breaks out into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain, felt the&lt;br /&gt;professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain? No one appears to&lt;br /&gt;have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable,&lt;br /&gt;demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due&lt;br /&gt;respect, sir.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face&lt;br /&gt;unreadable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. 'I guess you'll&lt;br /&gt;have to take them on faith.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life,'&lt;br /&gt;the student continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now uncertain, the professor responds, 'Of course, there is. We see it&lt;br /&gt;everyday. It is in the daily example of man's inhumanity to man. It is in&lt;br /&gt;the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These&lt;br /&gt;manifestations are nothing else but evil.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this the student replied, 'Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does&lt;br /&gt;not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe&lt;br /&gt;the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what&lt;br /&gt;happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;It's like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that&lt;br /&gt;comes when there is no light.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The professor sat down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this all the way through and had a smile on your face when you&lt;br /&gt;finished, mail to your friends and family with the title: God vs Science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glenda Lord-Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-1403117342741429683?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/1403117342741429683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-vs-science.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1403117342741429683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/1403117342741429683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-vs-science.html' title='God vs Science'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-7838548230022915525</id><published>2009-07-20T16:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:43:13.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is success?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What is success?" I asked a tree,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing beside a wall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The leaves looked down at me and said,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why, success is growing tall."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What is success?" I asked a brook,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gurgling through the leaves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It laughing, dancing, said to me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" A river, then to the sea."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What is success?" I asked the bird,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Singing in the wood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It answered me in lilting song,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Success is gratitude."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What is success?" I asked a man,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His cheek aglow with health.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He answered me with mighty scorn,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why, success is gaining wealth."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then on bended knee I asked the Saviour,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Who on the earth had trod",&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And a wee small voice within me said,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Success is knowing God".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By: Christian perspective contemporary youth issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-7838548230022915525?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/7838548230022915525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-success.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7838548230022915525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7838548230022915525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-success.html' title='What is success?'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-4880783940785706665</id><published>2009-07-09T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:31:35.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0139.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0139.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0139copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0139copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-4880783940785706665?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/4880783940785706665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/07/freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/4880783940785706665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/4880783940785706665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/07/freedom.html' title='Freedom!'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-457562953287281975</id><published>2009-07-03T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:20:07.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encyclopedia of Life</title><content type='html'>I've just found this cool site- &lt;a href="http://www.eol.org"&gt;www.eol.org&lt;/a&gt; . It is an encyclopedia of life. I think it is still quite new because it does not have some basic information. But just imagine if it was complete. We would be able to look up 1.8 million species that are named and known on this planet. Isn't that awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the creators ultimate aim for this site. I hope to contribute to this site one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-457562953287281975?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/457562953287281975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/07/encyclopedia-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/457562953287281975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/457562953287281975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/07/encyclopedia-of-life.html' title='Encyclopedia of Life'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-7170830478111628618</id><published>2009-06-19T16:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:59:00.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelly, green and pointy.</title><content type='html'>It’s that time of the year again when you start to see plenty of green pointy substances being sold at the road sides. It is that substance that makes the Angmos (the Whites) say in their deep accent “What is that smell?”. &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just the thought of it causes us Asians to salivate in a Pavlovian fashion. Just the smell of it causes us to have a tingling sensation in our taste buds. And just the sight of it causes us to shout “Oh! Durians.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yup durians. It’s here again. The fruit that stinks to high heavens that tastes really good. It’s the only fruit that can draw people from afar to crowd around just to get their hands on a piece of the fruit the moment it is opened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0186.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King of the fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two weeks ago, before the full arrival of durians, my cousin from the &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; had to have some durians before she left. It’s weird that she likes durians, since she is half Chinese half British but I guess the Asian genes in her is dominant. We did manage to find some before she left. But it was the most expensive durian I have ever paid-RM10 for a durian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today just before my visit to the dentist my neighbor gave us a load of durians. I was so tempted to eat some before leaving but I managed to resist temptation. Just imagine having durian breath during the dentist visit.&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/5673855204850343103-7170830478111628618?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/7170830478111628618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/06/smelly-green-and-pointy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7170830478111628618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7170830478111628618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/06/smelly-green-and-pointy.html' title='Smelly, green and pointy.'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-7652063438644199789</id><published>2009-06-12T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:45:39.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After exams</title><content type='html'>Here is some updates on what we did after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to KLCC for lunch and we got Poh Hian a present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then walked all the way from KLCC to Star Hill just to show Su Ann a nice toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did take some random pictures on our way. But don't worry there are no pictures of toilets xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0005.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0007-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0007-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0013.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-7652063438644199789?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/7652063438644199789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7652063438644199789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/7652063438644199789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-exams.html' title='After exams'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-2135589051589093908</id><published>2009-06-12T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:31:15.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Chapter.</title><content type='html'>Finally! The exams are finally over. Time to take a break and Relax... or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;This is the time of my life where a chapter ends and a new one begins. This is the next step, level, stage, etc.&lt;br /&gt;I can't predict for sure if my life is going to be any easier or harder. But all I know is that life never gets easier. Something always seems to get in the way- making life hard. Before my cousin left to the UK, she left us a lovely note. My uncle sign it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Dear Quincy &amp;amp; Joey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all the best for the&lt;br /&gt;next chapter in your life.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you will make the most of it&lt;br /&gt;and learn exciting things!&lt;br /&gt;Just be open minded &amp;amp; be good too :)&lt;br /&gt;- Keep in Touch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura + Uncle Harry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope to make the most of this new chapter in life,  so I got to keep working hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-2135589051589093908?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/2135589051589093908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/2135589051589093908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/2135589051589093908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-chapter.html' title='Next Chapter.'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-5601859503474358637</id><published>2009-05-28T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:39:09.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby birds</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, in front of my dad's office the MPK (&lt;em&gt;Majlis Perbandaran Klang)&lt;/em&gt; came over to cut a tree. And in the process of doing so, they had to remove these 2 baby birds. My dad took the birds from the MPK people and decided to take the birds home. Here is a pic of the birds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Babybird.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/Babybird.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-5601859503474358637?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/5601859503474358637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-birds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/5601859503474358637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/5601859503474358637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-birds.html' title='Baby birds'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-6514622553515658344</id><published>2009-05-25T11:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T11:27:51.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Exam</title><content type='html'>I know that it has been months since I've had my driving exam, but since only few of you guys have read this, I thought that it would be nice to share my experience with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Driving  Exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The clock struck 6.30am, my alarm started ringing  uncontrollably. Disturbed by the sound I woke up instantly. I hardly slept. I  was too excited to get any respite. Constantly I woke up in the middle of the  night to check the time. “Finally, time for the exam!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After being disembarked at the test area, I sat down  quietly waiting for my number to be called. “Number 4, number 7, 45, 111, 78,  please wait at hut C” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anxious as to how well I would do, I tried to calm myself  down. Some of the reasons for my anxiety were: number one, the car was different  and number two, a few days before the exam I did not do too well for the  practice. Suddenly, I had a pleasant surprise. It was an sms from Su Ann  blessing me and wishing me all the best. The timing for the sms was impeccable.  It helped me to cool down and relax. About an hour or so my number was finally  called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In the car, I kept telling myself to calm down and just  take it easy. Slowly, I drove up the hill and stopped perfectly at the right  spot. Relieved that I stop correctly, I waited for the cue by the examiner for  me to carry on. After overcoming the hill everything else was a “breeze”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Finished with the first test, I was now very confident in  taking on the challenge for the next road test. My excitement slowly died after  waiting for a long time for my number to be called again. It was not until the  throng of students had left before my number was called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As I enter the car I wished the examiner good afternoon and  started of adjusting the sit, adjusting the side mirrors, checking the lights,  checking the wipers, and finally put on the seat belt. I was all set and ready.  A prompt from the examiner to start my journey was given. Everything went  smoothly until reaching the entrance of the driving school. There was a stop  sign indicating that I had to stop and check for on coming vehicles. The moment  I released the hand break, after deciding that it was safe to carry on, the  engine died. I quickly restarted the engine again and tried for the second time.  To my horror, the engine died for the second time. “Saya bagi kamu 3 kali  sahaja. (I will give you only 3 tries)” was the most horrifying statement made  by the examiner. This time I pressed hard on the accelerator and it worked! I  was finally moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;On the road, I did my best to show the examiner that I  could drive and was confident. Upon my arrival at the first traffic light, I  pulled up the hand break and waited for the green light. When it turned green, I  started to release the clutch and press the accelerator before fully releasing  the hand break. Big mistake! The car jolted back and forth but thank God the car  was still running. “Phew! That was close.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When my journey was finally coming to an end, there was a  final traffic light I had to overcome. I reminded myself to first release the  hand break fully then the clutch and accelerator. Unfortunately this time I did  not press the accelerator hard enough while releasing the clutch too rapidly.  The car jerked back and forth so hard that it was literally like riding on a  galloping horse. Deep within me I kept praying that the car would not stop. To  my surprise, the jerking stopped as the movement of the car slowly "smoothens"  out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Finally, at the end of the journey, at the driving school,  I had to stop at a corner. I stopped and waited for the examiner to finish  writing down my results. After he was done I was signaled to turn into a  junction. The moment I tried to move the vehicle, the stubborn engine failed. At  that moment in time, the blood in my veins froze. In a panic I quickly started  the engine without putting the gear back into free gear. The car jolted back and  forth. In a hurry I did all the readjustments to stop the atrocious movement of  the car. Everything was done in a blur. I knew this was it. It was the end. I  failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;While still in the car I was lectured by the examiner. The  first thing he said was "Apa hal degan kamu ini? (What is wrong with you?) ". I  tried explaining that I was not accustomed to using his car. He then continued  to lecturing me before handing over my results. I was shocked. I had passed. I  would say that if I had not waited for him to finish writing before turning into  the junction, I would have probably failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;All I can say is: Thank God he was there to help me. A  minute too early would have changed everything. And thank God for the PEN which  makes it impossible to erase. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-6514622553515658344?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/6514622553515658344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6514622553515658344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/6514622553515658344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-exam.html' title='Driving Exam'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-5770403172686855314</id><published>2009-05-23T22:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:13:06.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short break from exams.</title><content type='html'>Let me begin first with an update on my exams. So far the exams are ok. I am done with two subjects- English and Math.  I have another four more subjects to finish up in June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my cousin from UK wanted to have a photo shoot. She was pretty crazy to ask me to go shooting in the blazing afternoon sun. I managed to talk her into going in the late afternoon when it is not too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0059-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0059-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0051-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0051-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0024.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0087.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0064.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0064.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0123copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0123copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0133.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0133.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0151.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0151.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0185.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0185.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0188.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0197.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0197.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your wondering why there are only pictures of her. Look closely at the last photo below. Let me know if you can spot me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_0068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b261/qlsh/DSC_0068.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, since part of making this blog is to improve my English, I gladly invite everyone to rephrase or correct me whenever I make any errors. My wish is to become a better writer by making less mistakes and to be more expressive by not always giving mediocre replies to questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-5770403172686855314?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/5770403172686855314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-break-from-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/5770403172686855314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/5770403172686855314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/05/short-break-from-exams.html' title='Short break from exams.'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5673855204850343103.post-4170268253958185375</id><published>2009-05-23T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:37:31.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh why would I start a blog?</title><content type='html'>I am sure a few of you guys are wondering why I have decided to start a blog. I'm not really the kind of person who likes to tell people about my boring life. Neither do I know why people have blogs. But here are some of my reasons for having one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Since I'm not seeing you guys so often anymore, I thought it will be good for you guys to know whats going on during my exam, after my exam and about my life in the US. I hope this blog will save you guys the trouble of asking me what I am up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) To "flex my writing muscle"? ;b&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) To continue to keep our friendship even though I will be many miles away from home. Hopefully we can continue to stay connected in my "Web".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope not to bore you guys with my first post. So I will end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you guys don't mind sharing your reasons for having a blog, do leave a comment. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5673855204850343103-4170268253958185375?l=incy-quincy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/feeds/4170268253958185375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-oh-why-would-i-start-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/4170268253958185375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5673855204850343103/posts/default/4170268253958185375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://incy-quincy.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-oh-why-would-i-start-blog.html' title='Why oh why would I start a blog?'/><author><name>Quincy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11715504183565469905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g2rKf8RpsJE/TSfhUX7oyjI/AAAAAAAAADE/pS8q6MCkZDQ/S220/DSC_0326.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
