<?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-9590150</id><updated>2012-01-23T19:53:23.440+11:00</updated><title type='text'>princess of [RESOLVE]</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi there. Wanna know what i'm thinking? Read on!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1875856494030455824</id><published>2008-11-11T21:16:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:34:03.369+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IS FAITH??</title><summary type='text'>"Faith is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see." Hebrews 11:1Two words describes faith: sure and certain. These two qualities need a secure beginning and ending point. The beginning point of faith is believing in God's character - he is who he says. The end point is believing in God's promises - he will do what he says. When </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1875856494030455824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1875856494030455824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1875856494030455824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1875856494030455824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-is-faith.html' title='WHAT IS FAITH??'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-7142185265492897967</id><published>2008-11-03T16:40:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:13:45.836+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE MORE SHOT AT LOVE</title><summary type='text'>People always say "First loves will never make it to the end. All you want to do is just have fune and learn from your first relationships and then move on." I disagree.Here is my philosophy on relationships:In any relationship there will be the ups and downs, the good and the bad. So why not live each moment together as if it were your last. Make each moment count. Never give up on it unless it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/7142185265492897967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=7142185265492897967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/7142185265492897967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/7142185265492897967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-more-shot-at-love.html' title='ONE MORE SHOT AT LOVE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/SQ6UiEiT4SI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xkulhuGPCxc/s72-c/P1140596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-8692255919374025427</id><published>2007-12-06T17:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:14:31.070+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A LOVE NOTE</title><summary type='text'> " I look at you and somehow i feel safer. I dont know if i can explain this but you give me hope. And sometimes I'm afraid to say it out because if life finds out, it will try and beat it out of us and that would be a shame. "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/8692255919374025427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=8692255919374025427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/8692255919374025427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/8692255919374025427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-note.html' title='A LOVE NOTE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/R1eeqHcucII/AAAAAAAAACw/tcj-w6KWCpI/s72-c/love-note-photo-by-konr4d-822301_59396113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-5422532179505659902</id><published>2007-11-26T20:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T20:39:20.686+11:00</updated><title type='text'>CONQUER TO CONFRONT</title><summary type='text'>You cannot conquer what you can't confront. Such a simple but yet profound statement. In life, there are many times, where I find myself facing situations where I think to myself: why do i have to go through this season in my life? I know it probably is a time when God is stretching me, testing my faith. But how i wish he chose someone else instead of me. I've got just too much on my plate right </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/5422532179505659902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=5422532179505659902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5422532179505659902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5422532179505659902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/11/conquer-to-confront.html' title='CONQUER TO CONFRONT'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-2309913561496747091</id><published>2007-11-23T22:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:14:31.301+11:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MIRACLE</title><summary type='text'> How many miracle prayers is one person entitled to?How hard does one person need to pray for that one miracle to take place?I hope I didn't use up my last miracle prayer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/2309913561496747091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=2309913561496747091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2309913561496747091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2309913561496747091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/11/miracle.html' title='THE MIRACLE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/R0a6TSkd-kI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2_IW_buLTt8/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-2823365010703791814</id><published>2007-11-06T23:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:14:31.498+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME SWEET HOME</title><summary type='text'>Indeed, there is no place like home. Having been away from home for about 2yrs, I'm finally back for a good 2mths. In fact, I've been back for almost 2weeks now and I am really cherishing every moment I spent with my family.So I think I've settled back into Singapore quite well. Or maybe I've just had to rush into settling down because I had to start work 2 days after I arrived. In any case, I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/2823365010703791814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=2823365010703791814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2823365010703791814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2823365010703791814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/11/home-sweet-home.html' title='HOME SWEET HOME'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/RzBfRYoi4pI/AAAAAAAAABs/FhAm90_ove0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-8900936559872366393</id><published>2007-10-13T12:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:14:31.665+11:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAK MY HEART FOR WHAT BREAKS YOURS</title><summary type='text'> Heal my heart and make it clean Open up my eyes to the things unseenShow me how to love like you have loved meBreak my heart for what is yoursEverything I am for your kingdom's causeAs I walk from earth into eternity I don't know if I'm the only one feeling this way, but everytime I sing the bridge of the new "Hosanna" song by Brooke Fraser, my heart aches so bad. It aches because it yarns to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/8900936559872366393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=8900936559872366393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/8900936559872366393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/8900936559872366393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/10/break-my-heart-for-what-breaks-yours.html' title='BREAK MY HEART FOR WHAT BREAKS YOURS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/RxAocsYKSwI/AAAAAAAAABc/nzA1WvRMhjo/s72-c/Dock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1315735236537987045</id><published>2007-10-04T19:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T19:53:06.811+10:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD'S TATTOO P2</title><summary type='text'>I was just reading my own blog entry about how much my God loves me. God loves me with an everlasting love, unconditional and indescribable. Then i asked myself this question: Am i capable of loving anyone the way God does?So i started thinking about the relationship I am in right now, with my special significant someone. Whether he knows it or not, like my God, I made a decision to love him. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1315735236537987045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1315735236537987045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1315735236537987045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1315735236537987045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/10/gods-tattoo-p2.html' title='GOD&apos;S TATTOO P2'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-4725144684642192269</id><published>2007-10-04T10:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:14:31.810+11:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD'S TATTOO</title><summary type='text'>I've always been in awe of people who have the guts to get a tattoo. It's not their physical bravery or social courage that impresses me so much as the permanence of their decision.In Isaiah 49:16 "See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands." God has a tattoo. And it has my name on it. With full knowledge of what he was getting himself into, God made a decision to love me. That decision </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/4725144684642192269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=4725144684642192269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/4725144684642192269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/4725144684642192269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/10/gods-tattoo.html' title='GOD&apos;S TATTOO'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/RwQ2BMYKSuI/AAAAAAAAABM/QA53LXlMFMg/s72-c/50321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-2933311119514893804</id><published>2007-09-10T21:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:03:50.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MY 21 YEARS OF EXISTENCE</title><summary type='text'>So I'm 21 years old. I don't know. Am i suppose to feel more like an adult and be all responsible? Am i suppose to live life properly and think about my future? Doesn't feel all that much different compared to yesterday when i was 20. Hmmm....But i have to say that in the last 21 years, it's only been the last 1yr that I've come to realise how life really is like in the world, when noone is there</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/2933311119514893804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=2933311119514893804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2933311119514893804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2933311119514893804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-21-years-of-existence.html' title='MY 21 YEARS OF EXISTENCE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-5737579955173513662</id><published>2007-08-26T12:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:14:31.991+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TENACITY P1</title><summary type='text'> My friends laughed at me when they heard that i went to a women conference at church. They laughed even harder when they learnt about the theme of the conference - TENACITY. They were off their seats when they saw the mascot of the conference - a bulldog with pink frails around its head wearing a tiara. In my opinion, they should be laughing for joy becoz this conference has done something in me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/5737579955173513662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=5737579955173513662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5737579955173513662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5737579955173513662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/08/tenacity-p1.html' title='TENACITY P1'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/RtDjeRJBriI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Ojrr8VJMMIw/s72-c/Dare07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1443872584132024160</id><published>2007-08-06T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T22:02:59.309+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BELIEVING IN PRAYER</title><summary type='text'>I was feeling really discourage, with so much on my plate at the moment. I've got to worry about where I'll be teaching in the next 3weeks, worry about 4 assignments due the following week, worry about getting responses from the last 3 job applications, worry about spending more time with God, worry about how my relationships with people are going.So much to do so little time. So much to hope and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1443872584132024160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1443872584132024160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1443872584132024160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1443872584132024160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/08/believing-in-prayer.html' title='BELIEVING IN PRAYER'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-4568638272565673543</id><published>2007-08-04T18:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T18:51:44.556+10:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD NEWS...BUT.....</title><summary type='text'>"We are made right with God by placing our faith in Jesus Christ. And this is true for everyone who believes, no matter who we are.For everyone has sinned; we all fall short of God's glorious standard. Yet God, with undeserved kindness, declares that we are righteous. He did this through Christ Jesus when he freed us from the penality of our sins. For God presented Jesus as the sacrifice for sin.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/4568638272565673543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=4568638272565673543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/4568638272565673543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/4568638272565673543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-newsbut.html' title='GOOD NEWS...BUT.....'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-2399674539229245149</id><published>2007-07-27T11:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T11:31:08.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WHYs' AND WHAT IFs'</title><summary type='text'>Why is the sky so bright and blue?Or the meadows so green and lovely too.Why is the rainbow so colourful?Or the wind so strong but unseen too.Why are some things so hard to find?Likes answers to questions in our minds.Why are some people just blind to see?The greatest miracle there could ever be.Why is it so hard to hear the truth?That we're all just scared but desperate too.Desperate for someone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/2399674539229245149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=2399674539229245149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2399674539229245149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2399674539229245149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/07/whys-and-what-ifs.html' title='WHYs&apos; AND WHAT IFs&apos;'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-5258072051869349762</id><published>2007-06-25T12:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T12:25:16.145+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE AT LAST</title><summary type='text'>I'm glad the semester is officially over. After 13 weeks of intensive uni work and waking up @ 5:30am in the morning. I am just so happy to get out of that routine and.....SLEEP IN!!! The coolest thing is...to mark the official day of my freedom i spent a lovely day with a special someone at the mornington peninsula hotsprings. It was an amazing experience just relaxing out in the hotsprings. If </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/5258072051869349762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=5258072051869349762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5258072051869349762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5258072051869349762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/06/free-at-last.html' title='FREE AT LAST'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-3358954621125791462</id><published>2007-06-12T12:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:14:32.151+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW BABIES ARE DELIVERED</title><summary type='text'> Isn't this cute?? Lately i have been very attached to little ones. Maybe its because of the amount of time i spend with my little prepies in school. Children are just adorable and special. I don't know. I think i mite scare any guy if i say this but i will anyhow:"I want to have babies. And i can't wait to have them." There, i said it. Oh well......maybe i should work on getting married first. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/3358954621125791462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=3358954621125791462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3358954621125791462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3358954621125791462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-babies-are-delivered.html' title='HOW BABIES ARE DELIVERED'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/Rm4B-Q24XJI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DteRcGcM6Gg/s72-c/babies_delivered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-6417617948369260772</id><published>2007-06-04T16:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T16:52:43.332+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A SPECIAL NOTE FOR MY MAN!</title><summary type='text'>Hey honey...thanks heaps heaps heaps for taking care of me last nite and this morning!! I know you were very tired but you still stayed back and kept me company while i was in pain till i fell asleep. Seriously dude, i thank God for you every single day! Peace out! Hope u get some studying done. JIA YOU!Dear God, thank you for sending Tin into my life. I am grateful to have such a boyfriend. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/6417617948369260772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=6417617948369260772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/6417617948369260772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/6417617948369260772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/06/special-note-for-my-man.html' title='A SPECIAL NOTE FOR MY MAN!'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-3043094365184593111</id><published>2007-05-21T15:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T16:00:52.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TO LOVE OR NOT TO LOVE</title><summary type='text'>I'm scared of falling in love and that's the honest truth. I want to but i'm holding back for just one reason. What should i do from here? Oh Lord, please answer my prayer. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/3043094365184593111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=3043094365184593111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3043094365184593111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3043094365184593111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/05/love.html' title='TO LOVE OR NOT TO LOVE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-7470197580455055011</id><published>2007-05-15T20:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T20:27:43.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 WAYS TO WIN HER HEART &amp; KEEP IT</title><summary type='text'>Message her good morning, good afternoon, good evening and/or good night, depending on how much credit you have on your mobile. Basically let her know explicitly that you are thinking of her at some stage of the day.Cuddle her heaps and heaps and heaps to show her how much you care.Suprise her with a big something from the back, when she isn't expecting it. Either a kiss or a hug, i dunno...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/7470197580455055011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=7470197580455055011' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/7470197580455055011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/7470197580455055011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-ways-to-win-her-heart-keep-it.html' title='10 WAYS TO WIN HER HEART &amp; KEEP IT'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-766995857980888738</id><published>2007-05-13T20:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:17:38.467+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TO MY MUMMY DEAREST!</title><summary type='text'>My Mother is a special gift, A special gift that God gave to me.I'd be lost and lonely without her,If God took her away you see.I love her so very much,That I couldn't bear to live without her healing touch.Thank-you God for giving me such a loving Mother,For I wouldn't want to be a part of no other.Happy Mother's Day Mummy dearest. You're the best you know!! Luv your beloved daughter,Cheryl</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/766995857980888738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=766995857980888738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/766995857980888738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/766995857980888738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-my-mummy-dearest.html' title='TO MY MUMMY DEAREST!'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-3647928847343340479</id><published>2007-05-03T21:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:25:20.344+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WALKING BY FAITH WITH GRACE</title><summary type='text'>I learnt something today... ... to live with tenacity in every are of life. No matter how hard life is, we've got to learn to just perserve, persist and pull through. Not in a direction-less kind of way. But to push through life's challenges knowing Philippians 4:13 in our hearts that we can do all things through Christ who strengthens us. And know that God wants us to be conquerors of our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/3647928847343340479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=3647928847343340479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3647928847343340479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3647928847343340479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/05/walking-by-faith-with-grace.html' title='WALKING BY FAITH WITH GRACE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-2062509196281982896</id><published>2007-05-01T17:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T17:17:00.797+10:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE MONDAY BLUES...</title><summary type='text'>Last night i wrote an entry entitled MONDAY BLUES. Right after writing that entry, i went to my room and was getting ready for bed and decided to do my quiet time then. And i'm glad i did my quiet time. I just felt like God had taken away all the uneccessary stress and fear that was upon me that day. Here was what He said to me:Dearest Daughter of mine,I see and I care. I know, right down to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/2062509196281982896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=2062509196281982896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2062509196281982896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2062509196281982896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-more-monday-blues.html' title='NO MORE MONDAY BLUES...'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-3783957349629920284</id><published>2007-04-30T19:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:10:52.717+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MONDAY BLUES...</title><summary type='text'>Is there anything in the bible that helps fight away the Monday Blues...if anyone has any remedy to that please let me know. I've never felt so scared of facing the week's schedule before. Today was kinda bad! I don't know...maybe i'm getting a bit all emotional and a little bit of stress will just trigger a rush of emotions. But hopefully this week will turn out all right.I have to say one thing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/3783957349629920284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=3783957349629920284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3783957349629920284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3783957349629920284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/04/monday-blues.html' title='MONDAY BLUES...'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-731942235166022342</id><published>2007-04-23T08:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T08:31:12.144+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HOPE FOR TOMORROW</title><summary type='text'>If we celebrate the years behind us, they become stepping stones of strength and joy for years ahead.To those who are going through a rought time in life, may this quote be an encouragement to you. To see things from a positive perspective, not for the sake of feeling better about your situation, but because "the joy of the Lord is our strength" and it is through this valley moments that God is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/731942235166022342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=731942235166022342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/731942235166022342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/731942235166022342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/04/hope-for-tomorrow.html' title='HOPE FOR TOMORROW'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-3653815283501995528</id><published>2007-04-19T08:23:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T08:36:13.316+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MY GOD REIGNS</title><summary type='text'>Love this quote:God's glory and beauty come from within, and there He delights to dwell. His visits there are frequent, His conversation sweet, His comforts refreshing, His peace passing all understanding...Last night was my first night to Encounter this year and it was amazing to see Oxygen (name of Young Adults minisrty) growing in quantity and quality. But what was even better was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/3653815283501995528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=3653815283501995528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3653815283501995528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3653815283501995528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-god-reigns_19.html' title='MY GOD REIGNS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1090587175677750373</id><published>2007-04-17T15:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T15:14:38.769+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HIS GRACE, MY STRENGTH</title><summary type='text'>"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that CHrist's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.2 Corithians 12:9-10 Let's face it: To be human is to feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1090587175677750373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1090587175677750373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1090587175677750373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1090587175677750373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/04/his-grace-my-strength.html' title='HIS GRACE, MY STRENGTH'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1550157369317598029</id><published>2007-04-11T12:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:14:32.444+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ACCEPTANCE</title><summary type='text'>Acceptance means that you can find the serenity withinTo let go of the past with its mistakes and regretsMove into the future with a new perspectiveAnd appreciate the opportunity to take a second chance. Acceptance means you’ll find security againWhen difficult times come into your lifeAnd comfort to relieve any pain.You’ll find new dreams, fresh hopes, and forgiveness of the heart. Acceptance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1550157369317598029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1550157369317598029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1550157369317598029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1550157369317598029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/04/acceptance.html' title='ACCEPTANCE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/RhxJxefg0BI/AAAAAAAAAAc/73pR66wuZSU/s72-c/arms_wide_open_by_joakromera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-4135277468856273756</id><published>2007-03-29T08:05:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T08:19:21.912+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT KIND OF CHRISTIAN ARE YOU - PART 2</title><summary type='text'>Since uni started, I've been waking up at 5:30 in the morning, just to get to peninsular campus for my first lecture. Normally i would catch up on sleep while on the road, 2hrs of traveling that's all you want to do....sleep! But just today, for some reason i couldn't sleep. Instead i was thinking about what i'm doing with my life at the moment, not in a long-term futuristic sence, but what am i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/4135277468856273756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=4135277468856273756' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/4135277468856273756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/4135277468856273756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-kind-of-christian-are-you-part-2.html' title='WHAT KIND OF CHRISTIAN ARE YOU - PART 2'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-478284898953838708</id><published>2007-03-09T14:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T15:06:33.793+11:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T GIVE UP, COZ HE DIDN'T!</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes, it's easy for us to think only those who have a gift of evangelism can talk to others about Christ. But that's a life Satan wants us to believe so he can render us ineffective. I've always had a cold spot for evangelism, just because it's hard work and we don't see the results immediately. But now evangelism is so prevalant in my life, i can't run away from it.To encourage myself, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/478284898953838708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=478284898953838708' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/478284898953838708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/478284898953838708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-give-up-coz-he-didnt.html' title='DON&apos;T GIVE UP, COZ HE DIDN&apos;T!'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-5375102727392585486</id><published>2007-02-20T12:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T12:33:31.874+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT KIND OF CHRISTIAN ARE YOU?</title><summary type='text'>So a week ago someone asked me this question: What kind of christian are you? And since then. i've been asking myself that question. What kind of christian are you? As christians, we know what is right and what is wrong.  And when people ask questions like these, we always try to give the politically coorect answer, which is "I am the light of the world..." etc. But everyone knows that to say one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/5375102727392585486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=5375102727392585486' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5375102727392585486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5375102727392585486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-kind-of-christian-are-you.html' title='WHAT KIND OF CHRISTIAN ARE YOU?'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-2379918822440877743</id><published>2007-02-15T16:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T16:13:17.869+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE TO LOVE</title><summary type='text'>In life we make decisions. Personally, most of my decisions are based on what i want and more importantly, what God wants for me. However in the last two weeks, i have chosen to make a decision based on what i wanted. For the first time, i did what i wanted to do. Having made that decision, it did cross my mind that since i made a selfish decision, God may take a while [like most of us would] to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/2379918822440877743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=2379918822440877743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2379918822440877743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2379918822440877743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/02/free-to-love.html' title='FREE TO LOVE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-4612064184825385559</id><published>2007-02-14T19:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T19:38:55.588+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY</title><summary type='text'>Today is the day of celebrating great friendships marked by trust and honesty. Today is the day of celebrating great relationships marked by genuine understanding and sincere appreciation.Today is the day of celebrating LOVE. Why do we love?It's reassuring yet scaryto think that we're ready to do everythingto think that we're ready to give everything for loveI will allow myself to get hurt,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/4612064184825385559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=4612064184825385559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/4612064184825385559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/4612064184825385559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINE&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-7813269746710114271</id><published>2007-02-10T23:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:30:37.841+11:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAR OF THE FORK - EXPECTATIONS</title><summary type='text'>Romans 15:13"I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him. Then you will overflow with confidence hope through the power of the Holy Spirit."Frank D. was talking about how this year is THE YEAR OF THE FORK, the fork of EXPECTATIONS. After hearing what he had to say about expectations, a sense of confidence and hope just resides in me. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/7813269746710114271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=7813269746710114271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/7813269746710114271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/7813269746710114271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/02/year-of-fork-expectations.html' title='YEAR OF THE FORK - EXPECTATIONS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-612929379063388771</id><published>2007-02-07T17:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:49:32.684+11:00</updated><title type='text'>JARS OF CLAY</title><summary type='text'>"We [I] now have this light shinging in my heart, but I myself am like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that my great power is from God, not from myself. I am pressed on every side by troubles, but I am not crushed. I am perplexed, but not driven into despair. I am hunted down, but never abandoned by God. I get knocked down, but I am not destroyed. Through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/612929379063388771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=612929379063388771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/612929379063388771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/612929379063388771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/02/jars-of-clay.html' title='JARS OF CLAY'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1662809868259956651</id><published>2007-02-04T04:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T04:44:21.002+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IS LOVE?</title><summary type='text'>Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.Can we believe in such a kind of love? Yes, we may experience a short glimpse of such a kind</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1662809868259956651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1662809868259956651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1662809868259956651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1662809868259956651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-is-love.html' title='WHAT IS LOVE?'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1040900601011466609</id><published>2007-02-02T15:02:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T15:11:11.224+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUST IN ME</title><summary type='text'>Past week or so has been a new experience for me. Some of you may know about what i'm talking about. Honestly i'm not sure why i'm posting this particular entry up, but i just felt compelled to. Maybe some of you might be experiencing similar situations. Hopefully this love message from My Heavenly Father helps you bring some light to your situation, whatever it may be. Be blessed.My dear child,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1040900601011466609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1040900601011466609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1040900601011466609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1040900601011466609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/02/past-week-or-so-has-been-new-experience_02.html' title='TRUST IN ME'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-5649874832731553068</id><published>2007-01-25T13:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T13:35:04.493+11:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><summary type='text'>When it seems like I'm just beginning to open myself up to the unkown, of what it means to love and be loved...people have to prove me right: to love is a dangerous game. Is it really, just a game? Well, here is a thought for those who have proven me right:Why do we love?It's reassuring yet scaryto think that we're ready to do everythingto think that we're ready to give everything for love/ I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/5649874832731553068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=5649874832731553068' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5649874832731553068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5649874832731553068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/01/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-154808467663201872</id><published>2007-01-11T12:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T12:16:57.333+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WINDOWS OF MY SOUL...P2</title><summary type='text'>All of us go through life from one threshold to another. And at those thresholds, most of us stand on very tentative lefs, wanting to take a step forward, but yet we're hesitant, unsure. We go from one threshold with something pulling us forward and something pulling us back.We wonder what lies ahead? What we may be missing out in the future if we actually took a step forward into a particular </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/154808467663201872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=154808467663201872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/154808467663201872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/154808467663201872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/01/windows-of-my-soulp2.html' title='WINDOWS OF MY SOUL...P2'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-3873315522890345377</id><published>2007-01-10T13:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T14:05:23.555+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WINDOWS OF MY SOUL...P1</title><summary type='text'>"The problem is not entirely in finding the room of one's own, the time alone, difficult and necessary as that is. The problem is more how to still the soul in the midst of its activities."Anne Morrow Lindbergh The pursuit of self is what most of us have been trying to do all our lives, trying to figure out what are we here for and the reason for our existence. We've tried walking down various </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/3873315522890345377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=3873315522890345377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3873315522890345377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3873315522890345377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2007/01/windows-of-my-soulp1.html' title='WINDOWS OF MY SOUL...P1'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-3872834460754940174</id><published>2006-12-11T15:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:14:32.739+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WITH YOU</title><summary type='text'>All the plans that I madeHopes and dreams they will fadeOne thing remains It's YOUThough at time it may seemThat You're so far awayDrawing closer to meIt's YOUI want to be with you, O LordYou've captured my heartSweet love everlastingI'm coming home to Your throneInto Your arms I will runRunning back to YouTHere's nowhere else I would goJust wanna be with YouAs time pass awayAnd life may seem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/3872834460754940174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=3872834460754940174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3872834460754940174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/3872834460754940174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/12/with-you.html' title='WITH YOU'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_I5kTFTEXDJY/RXzlb4pewXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RPhtG-1fqM0/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1364578371669510151</id><published>2006-11-30T14:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T14:43:27.403+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TRY FINDING JOY IN THIS MESS</title><summary type='text'>Now that my sisters are back in Singapore and most of my friends are back for the holidays, I'm all alone in Melbourne. Life seems to be pack with no activities, leaving me with lots of quality 'me-time'. A good thing? Probably. But we all know that too much of a good thing isn't that good too.Seeing that I had time to spare, i chose to continue reading "The Barbarian Way" by Erwin. As i was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1364578371669510151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1364578371669510151' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1364578371669510151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1364578371669510151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/11/try-finding-joy-in-this-mess.html' title='TRY FINDING JOY IN THIS MESS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-5172215003827841378</id><published>2006-11-28T23:13:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:14:37.243+11:00</updated><title type='text'>YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW P2</title><summary type='text'>Something else to think about:"Walking the path today, impacting the generations of tomorrow"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/5172215003827841378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=5172215003827841378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5172215003827841378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5172215003827841378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/11/something-else-to-think-about-walking.html' title='YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW P2'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-936048238384638173</id><published>2006-11-21T12:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T12:18:22.312+11:00</updated><title type='text'>YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW</title><summary type='text'>Here is something for you to think about:Every "yesterday" was informing the "todays" of my life and that every "today" was formulating consequences that would become influential for the "tomorrows"  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/936048238384638173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=936048238384638173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/936048238384638173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/936048238384638173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-today-tomorrow.html' title='YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1078508218757042877</id><published>2006-11-18T11:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T11:51:12.236+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN MOMENTS</title><summary type='text'>In the last week and a half, i had the luxury of spending my holidays with my awesome sisters from singapore and baddy friends. From Karaoke to a trip down Sorrento. It was ballistic!!Nick trying to act cool, Tin being a doof-face, me, Jen who still can't smile with her eyes open, and Si Yun who....yeah si yun!Gary, who is famous for his "funcky town" solo, Tin, and Nick, still trying to be act </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1078508218757042877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1078508218757042877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1078508218757042877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1078508218757042877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/11/fun-moments.html' title='FUN MOMENTS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-1971033918358846314</id><published>2006-11-08T12:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T13:15:50.630+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FOLLOW YOUR HEART</title><summary type='text'>In life, we are faced with many life-changing moments where decisions have to be made in order for us to move forward. At times, the answers are obvious and straightforward. Other times, things are just not that easy. Such situtaions becomes more evident especially when we are at a crossroad of our lives and force to make a milestone-decision that could possibly make or break our future: should i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/1971033918358846314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=1971033918358846314' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1971033918358846314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/1971033918358846314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/11/follow-your-heart-where-it-leads.html' title='FOLLOW YOUR HEART'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-2675107775218616757</id><published>2006-11-05T09:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T09:50:33.704+11:00</updated><title type='text'>DAY @ DANDENONG</title><summary type='text'>The day @ Dandenong started out having branch @ PIE IN THE SKY....7 pies + 6 raisin toasts + 2 bowls of chips = ideal pig's lunch Then we head up to the Observatory, thinking that we could walk off all the junk we ate. Did it work?? You can decide for yourself. At the observatory, we errrmmm.........this is kinda freaky to say but, errmmm.....we met two really weird asian guys. Dunno why they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/2675107775218616757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=2675107775218616757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2675107775218616757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/2675107775218616757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-dandenong.html' title='DAY @ DANDENONG'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-5888596004349191200</id><published>2006-10-26T10:04:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T10:27:53.539+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PASSION I ONCE KNEW</title><summary type='text'>Last night at ENCOUNTER, we had Christine Caine come down from Hillsong and speak to us about what it means to be PASSIONATE all over again. What an apt moment for me to hear what she had to say. A god-moment for me? For sure. Something she said, "when you feel that doing church, doing ministry becomes an obligation, you've lost the passion for it". Reflecting back, i realised how my priorities </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/5888596004349191200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=5888596004349191200' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5888596004349191200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5888596004349191200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/10/passion-i-once-knew.html' title='THE PASSION I ONCE KNEW'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-6579919105610915196</id><published>2006-10-16T22:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:37:32.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>NITE @ CHASERS</title><summary type='text'>Last friday nite was awesome. It was going to be my last nite of fun before i seriously get into my lecture notes and start preparing for the exams. Went to CHASERS on chapel st. Had a great time dancing to trance n later RnB. Man, that club is so clean (u'd agree wif me Jen). Here are some pictures. Guys....you all miss out on the fun we had. Maybe next time....then we dun have to spend $5 on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/6579919105610915196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=6579919105610915196' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/6579919105610915196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/6579919105610915196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/10/nite-chasers.html' title='NITE @ CHASERS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-5293468928751909382</id><published>2006-10-15T22:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:41:30.182+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT REALITY DOES YOUR LIFE REFLECT?</title><summary type='text'> What reality does your life reflect? That was the question that caught my attention when i was thinking of what had happened, has been happening and could have happened in the the last month or so. That picture above...that's my life at the moment. A huge tidal wave. A few ups and downs but overall, life is still full of colour and excitement and a few randomness in between. Am i complaining...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/5293468928751909382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=5293468928751909382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5293468928751909382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/5293468928751909382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-reality-does-your-life-reflect.html' title='WHAT REALITY DOES YOUR LIFE REFLECT?'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-116028237971687583</id><published>2006-10-08T14:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T14:46:15.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I LUV JAY CHOU.....NOT</title><summary type='text'>gCan't believe the amount of fun i had last nite with my badminton friends. Awesome bunch of people to hangout with and do stupid stuff, like sing heaps n heaps of Jay Chou songs from the car to the Karaoke lounge. I can't believe i can sing Jay CHou songs. Noooo......I don't wana be a Jay CHou Fan...........So what I've learnt from last nite......1. If you wana sing Jay Chou songs....call the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/116028237971687583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=116028237971687583' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/116028237971687583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/116028237971687583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-luv-jay-chounot.html' title='I LUV JAY CHOU.....NOT'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115985309806105608</id><published>2006-10-03T14:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T15:24:58.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK YOU 7 GUYS n 4 GALS</title><summary type='text'>So to everyone who went to AUG, a big THANK YOU for making last week a fantabulous, super-duper week for me. Neva had sooooooo much fun in ages. Man, i need to get out more!SPecial thanks to the 4 gals in my dorm: Jennifer, Kylie, Melissa and CHarmain (aka ah-sum). You gals have been so supportive and entertaining. The quotes that we came up wif were so original and funny as........will neva </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115985309806105608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115985309806105608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115985309806105608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115985309806105608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/10/thank-you-7-guys-n-4-gals.html' title='THANK YOU 7 GUYS n 4 GALS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115980416370164507</id><published>2006-10-03T01:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T02:05:50.466+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIES @ AUG (P3)</title><summary type='text'>**WARNING: This short clip is only for mature audiences. Children under the age of Nicky Wong's age should be accompanied by their parents. The following script has been well edited and censored for the purpose of public viewing. YOU"VE BEEN WARNED!!!Wonder what the girls got up to when the boyz weren't in their room?? Here's a quick peek! Please, think of pure thoughts....what you see is what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115980416370164507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115980416370164507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115980416370164507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115980416370164507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/10/memories-aug-p3.html' title='MEMORIES @ AUG (P3)'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115980303168223918</id><published>2006-10-03T00:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:11:41.406+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIES @ AUG (P2)</title><summary type='text'> The boyz chillin at the sports hall... After a win against Melbourne Uni....hehehehe....close fight!! Girls discussing tactics at macers (finals vs. UTS)....while the boyz were out wif the curtin boyz. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115980303168223918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115980303168223918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115980303168223918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115980303168223918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/10/memories-aug-p2.html' title='MEMORIES @ AUG (P2)'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115979373374024540</id><published>2006-10-02T22:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T23:37:56.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORIES @ AUG</title><summary type='text'> Uncle Yohan getting into trouble with an official regarding the massive bags @Adelaide...So besides the fact that Tin is a poser... we will all neva forget how bad it was to find free parking in Adelaide (good example of cheap asians...)Adhi and Salyia stealing dinner from the gals....Tsk Tsk Tsk....man, growing boys. Fortunately Tin didn't join in....did u see the amount of food he consumed at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115979373374024540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115979373374024540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115979373374024540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115979373374024540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/10/memories-aug.html' title='MEMORIES @ AUG'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115976043120595720</id><published>2006-10-02T13:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T13:45:48.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MIXED EMOTIONS</title><summary type='text'>Looking back at what has beenIt is time to look from withinWhat has been four long yearsSeems to be closing in on meReflecting on all the great blessingscounting all that i may be missingThanking God for those great memoriesPraying hard for more to keepJust when things seem to be going smoothlyStop, red light, change direction, what now?Facing a crossroad, too many optionsall of which seems right</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115976043120595720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115976043120595720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115976043120595720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115976043120595720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/10/mixed-emotions.html' title='MIXED EMOTIONS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115884506182885117</id><published>2006-09-21T23:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:24:22.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Australian Uni Games 2006</title><summary type='text'>With the 2006 Australian Uni Games (AUG) in Adelaide just days away (3 days to be exact), I am feeling pretty good about our chances of bringing something back. The last 4 weeks have been crazy for me, in a fun way though. I've never played so much badminton in the 3 years that i've been in Melbourne.Started out crap, thought i was actually quite good, then lost all of my matches at the Monash </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115884506182885117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115884506182885117' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115884506182885117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115884506182885117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/09/australian-uni-games-2006.html' title='Australian Uni Games 2006'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115865639807052625</id><published>2006-09-19T18:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:59:58.083+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTING MORE</title><summary type='text'>In our society, we have come to believe that discomfort always means something is wrong. We are conditioned to believe that feelings of distress, pain, deprivation, yearning, and longing mean something is wrong with the way we are living our lives.Conversely, we are convinced that a rightly lived life must give us serenity, completion, and fulfillment. Comfort means "right" and distress means "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115865639807052625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115865639807052625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115865639807052625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115865639807052625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/09/wanting-more.html' title='WANTING MORE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115761502307194312</id><published>2006-09-07T17:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:43:43.083+10:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Missed The Point</title><summary type='text'>As I pondered why Christian singles aren't dating very much, I was tempted to point fingers in different directions—from the latest Christian book on dating to the moral decline of our society. But it's my contention that we've lost the idea that dating, in its purest sense, is about pleasure. It's pleasurable to see a person smile when they're surprised by your thoughtfulness. It's pleasurable </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115761502307194312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115761502307194312' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115761502307194312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115761502307194312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/09/weve-missed-point.html' title='We&apos;ve Missed The Point'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115754912357078665</id><published>2006-09-06T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T23:28:34.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'>AN EXPERIENCE IN A LIFE TIME</title><summary type='text'> This morning was a day of many experiences. I know i shouldn't say this but.....my lovely significant other took me out for a wonderful breakfast at The Coffee Club. What was the occassion? To celebrate my 20th birthday....which is not today but jus becoz i will not be available on sunday, so yeah.Happy Early 20th Birthday to me!!Anyway, after breakfast was the second part of my birthday present</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115754912357078665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115754912357078665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115754912357078665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115754912357078665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/09/experience-in-life-time.html' title='AN EXPERIENCE IN A LIFE TIME'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115746959759218231</id><published>2006-09-06T01:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T01:22:02.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A TRUE CHAMPION INDEED</title><summary type='text'>The 36-year-old legend bowed out of the US Open and tennis on Sunday in a 7-5, 6-7(4), 6-4, 7-5 loss to Germany’s Benjamin Becker, but there was no real defeat on the day, as all 23,712 fans in attendance stood and cheered in unison, saluting the most popular tennis player of all time.While other players have come close to Agassi in international recognition, none have been as widely loved, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115746959759218231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115746959759218231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115746959759218231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115746959759218231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/09/true-champion-indeed.html' title='A TRUE CHAMPION INDEED'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115727208593324136</id><published>2006-09-03T18:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T18:29:18.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I REST MY CASE, I MEAN SHOES</title><summary type='text'> That's what you get when you are seriously disappointed with your performance...throw your baddy shoes over the telephone line. Flippin fed-up with myself. Haahaa...try getting it down. GG.Having one day to rest after four consecutive days of badminton....man, i seriously worked myself too hard tis time. THat's probably why i performed so badly on saturday.It's been a long time since i gave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115727208593324136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115727208593324136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115727208593324136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115727208593324136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-rest-my-case-i-mean-shoes.html' title='I REST MY CASE, I MEAN SHOES'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115699546963613968</id><published>2006-08-31T13:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T13:37:49.683+10:00</updated><title type='text'>STEP UP....THE HEAT</title><summary type='text'>Its better than TAKE THE LEAD...its better than DIRTY DANCING....its better than BRING IT ON...it might be better than HONEY or CENTRE STAGE...Its STEP UP!! The next big movie hit combining classical ballet and hip hop.And no that isn't Jessica Alba...but who cares. There is the new kid on the block....Channing Tatum. The music is infectious and the leads are both good looking, likable and relate</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115699546963613968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115699546963613968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115699546963613968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115699546963613968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/step-upthe-heat.html' title='STEP UP....THE HEAT'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115677753797015829</id><published>2006-08-29T00:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T22:32:32.843+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GOOD OLD DAYS ARE BACK</title><summary type='text'> It has been 4years since i play sport competitively. Those years back in primary and high school, when my life was all about training, training and tournaments. Man i miss those days so veri much. Seriously, i miss the 4 days/week, 6hrs/day intense training sessions with Mr. Kim and my fellow PL lites...haahaa (above: ruth, jeanette, amy and me) And it has taken me that long before i'm back into</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115677753797015829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115677753797015829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115677753797015829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115677753797015829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-old-days-are-back.html' title='THE GOOD OLD DAYS ARE BACK'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115668375880734343</id><published>2006-08-27T22:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:02:38.806+10:00</updated><title type='text'>JUSTINE @ US</title><summary type='text'>After dominating the match, Justine beat Davenport to win her first New Haven tournament, her 5th tour title of the year. Having won the tournament, Justine is up to #2 on the WTA full tour rankings on Monday. Now she head to the Big Apple and play her first US Open match tomorrow. Wish you all the best JuJu.Cheryl</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115668375880734343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115668375880734343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115668375880734343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115668375880734343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/justine-us.html' title='JUSTINE @ US'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115643025566119291</id><published>2006-08-25T00:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T13:01:01.730+10:00</updated><title type='text'>GO THE VERONICAS</title><summary type='text'>Despite the terrible flu.......i had to go for THE VERONICAS. Awesome as man. SICK NUTS!!Sorry...no photos to show..coz i was having too much fun. Man...its been ages since i felt that young. Just being ard all these 12, 13yr old girls..screaming n jumping ard. Man did i miss heaps of my childhood. Haahaa...it was a great nite. Happy early birthday to me. I dunno wats wrong wif me n early </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115643025566119291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115643025566119291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115643025566119291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115643025566119291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/go-veronicas.html' title='GO THE VERONICAS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115622574921711065</id><published>2006-08-22T15:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:50:36.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO DOING WHAT I LOVE</title><summary type='text'>YES!!.......its been too long...too too long, since i went back to doing what i love. Writing Songs of Heaven...I guess when u get too caught up with life, you forget the reason why you existed in the first place. Something that all of us know too well, but always take it for granted:CREATED TO WORSHIP THE CREATOR.Such a simple lesson, but yet we cna never learn how to master it. I wonder why? Is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115622574921711065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115622574921711065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115622574921711065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115622574921711065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-to-doing-what-i-love.html' title='BACK TO DOING WHAT I LOVE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115599099334533935</id><published>2006-08-19T22:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T22:36:33.363+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LET GO, LET GOD</title><summary type='text'>My week started out really really bad. Like unimaginably bad as. But with God's grace and strength....it has gotten soo soo much better. Like what my frend had on his msn tag -THE FUTURE IS BRIGHTi know it. i believe it. i don't know how, but it's there.I was talking to dad on the phone the other day. Thankz for talking to me dad, really needed to hear the things we talked about. One important </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115599099334533935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115599099334533935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115599099334533935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115599099334533935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/let-go-let-god.html' title='LET GO, LET GOD'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115574562664983862</id><published>2006-08-17T02:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T02:31:46.866+10:00</updated><title type='text'>NO SWEAT TO LIFE MATE...</title><summary type='text'>I was shown this verses two years ago while fasting for a week. Ever since then, this was the prayer for my life. Unfortunately time passed by so quickly and i kinda forgotten all about it. Looking back and meditating it again really encouraged me to live life to the fullest. Hope you will be encouraged by it.Tried finding the aussie bible version but couldn't. I tried Nigel. ANyway, i think the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115574562664983862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115574562664983862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115574562664983862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115574562664983862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-sweat-to-life-mate.html' title='NO SWEAT TO LIFE MATE...'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115570329541894846</id><published>2006-08-16T14:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T14:41:35.433+10:00</updated><title type='text'>KISS and MAKE UP!</title><summary type='text'>Man...i reckon people (mature people) should learn to do this more often.Remember the time where you and your best mate had an arguement over coffee or dinner and that kinda spoiled your entire day? And you go home thinking "what the heck just happened?", how did a day of catching up turn out to be a total disaster? Well....Just a small piece of really effective advice: give them a few moments to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115570329541894846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115570329541894846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115570329541894846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115570329541894846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/kiss-and-make-up.html' title='KISS and MAKE UP!'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115554409599258587</id><published>2006-08-14T18:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T18:28:16.006+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DESPERATE CLINGING ONTO YOU</title><summary type='text'>For 5 full hours I was lying on my bed - thinking, semi-napping (cx sleep), wishing, hoping, praying, crying, desperately clinging onto what was left in my faith-filled tank, which is pretty much running dry at the moment.Yup, another brutually honest moment for me. Scary huh.I actually prayed a prayer that went like this, "Oh God, if it means being in a comma for one week, just to experience you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115554409599258587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115554409599258587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115554409599258587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115554409599258587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/desperate-clinging-onto-you.html' title='DESPERATE CLINGING ONTO YOU'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115547686855832494</id><published>2006-08-13T23:40:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T00:30:08.393+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IN MY SOON-2-B 20s</title><summary type='text'>Someone said this to me:" As you live in your 20s..its not what you can achieve for God, but what you learn through the experiences God puts you through - the test of integrity, the test of obedience and the test of truth." Hmmmm...i was pondering abt that last night. It seems kinda true. What do u guys reckon?I remembered at the start of the year i had all these goals i wanted to achieve in uni,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115547686855832494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115547686855832494' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115547686855832494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115547686855832494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-in-my-soon-2-b-20s.html' title='LIFE IN MY SOON-2-B 20s'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115509585708150045</id><published>2006-08-09T13:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T14:38:52.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM - DESCARTES</title><summary type='text'>Except our own thoughs, there is nothing absolutely in our power.~ Rene Descartes~Someone said to me, "You have not been yourself lately. Is everything all right?" Honestly, how does one define 'all right'? For someone living in Sao Tome and Principe, Africa, waking up the next day feeling cold and hungry could be their definition of all right. While for someone living in the US, life may be all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115509585708150045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115509585708150045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115509585708150045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115509585708150045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-descartes.html' title='I AM - DESCARTES'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115502547426143981</id><published>2006-08-08T18:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:44:35.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE ME IF YOU DARE</title><summary type='text'>Love me if you dare..........haahaa....this is to anyone it may be of concerned...hahaa. Nah seriously, this is not about me. "Love Me If You Dare", a sexy black-comic romance film created by french filmaker Yann Samuell. The first time i watched it was in the plane. It is the best foreign film eva. Dazzling, seductive, romantic...a grown-up fairy tale. A muz watch. Indeed, love...is so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115502547426143981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115502547426143981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115502547426143981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115502547426143981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/love-me-if-you-dare.html' title='LOVE ME IF YOU DARE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115453455309091681</id><published>2006-08-03T01:33:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T02:05:04.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A BRUTALLY HONEST MOMENT</title><summary type='text'>Where do i begin to try and put what i'm feeling right now into words? Ever had a moment where you have so much to write or say to someone, to anyone, but don't know where to begin because thoughts are just racing through your brain and you have no way of organizing them because they are all of equal randomness or importance? That's what i'm feeling right now. I feel like....like.....Okay, let me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115453455309091681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115453455309091681' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115453455309091681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115453455309091681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/08/brutally-honest-moment_02.html' title='A BRUTALLY HONEST MOMENT'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115436043323647980</id><published>2006-08-01T01:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T01:40:33.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PRECIOUS MOMENTS - P1</title><summary type='text'>The next few pictures are dedicated to my sister. Hmmmmmmmm.........feeling a bit homesick after having a 2hr conversation with my sister back home in sunny Singapore. Can't wait for her to come at the end of the year. So here is to you mei mei. Oooohh....btw, some pictures may be offend some viewers so you've been warned. And Mei, sorry to post those pictures...but they are pictures that never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115436043323647980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115436043323647980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115436043323647980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115436043323647980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/precious-moments-p1.html' title='PRECIOUS MOMENTS - P1'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115401295943915388</id><published>2006-07-28T01:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T01:09:19.440+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW I GOT MY NAME?</title><summary type='text'>How did i get my name? This girl...Cheryl Teigs. How did u get yours? Heehee...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115401295943915388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115401295943915388' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115401295943915388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115401295943915388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-i-got-my-name.html' title='HOW I GOT MY NAME?'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115364518525232249</id><published>2006-07-23T18:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T19:01:34.103+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMETHING EVEN MY PARENTS DUNNO</title><summary type='text'>Okay, I have a confession to make.*take a deep deep breath*I am proud to announce that...........................I AM A KOREAN-DRAMA-SERIES ADDICT................and noone is going to stop me. YEAH!!!!......here are some of my accomplishments.If you wanna be a successful korean-drama-series addict, i recommend "My Lovely Sam-Soon". I am a living testimony. Haahaa............"Jenny and Juno"....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115364518525232249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115364518525232249' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115364518525232249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115364518525232249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/something-even-my-parents-dunno.html' title='SOMETHING EVEN MY PARENTS DUNNO'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115327915456266061</id><published>2006-07-19T13:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:19:14.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEPLESS NITES IN SCORESBY</title><summary type='text'>THe last couple of nights has been really frustrating but yet worth it. I've been trying to sleep latest 1am becoz uni has finally begun. But i can't. Sleeping @ 5am/6am. Its crazy...Anyway, one night i couldn't sleep and so i decided to read "Footprints". A cool book which talks about the reason behind that famous poem. ANyway, i was reading and something pop out from the book. This lead to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115327915456266061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115327915456266061' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115327915456266061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115327915456266061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/sleepless-nites-in-scoresby.html' title='SLEEPLESS NITES IN SCORESBY'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115262964112618498</id><published>2006-07-12T00:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T00:54:01.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTIANS n EXPECTATIONS</title><summary type='text'>So here is a though...is it wrong  to expect certain standards from christians? Lately this has been bugging me a bit. We as a body of Christ are in ministry for one reason, to please God, loving Him and loving His people. Simple right! So you would think that we as a ministry would help each other out and build each other up to achieve a common purpose. But why do i get the vibe that i have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115262964112618498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115262964112618498' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115262964112618498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115262964112618498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/christians-n-expectations.html' title='CHRISTIANS n EXPECTATIONS'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115217688464579098</id><published>2006-07-06T18:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T19:29:49.316+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SEMIs 'N' FINALs...</title><summary type='text'> So we are into the second week of Wimbledon 2006 Championships. And yes...this young lady is into the semis facing compatriot Clijsters. May the best lady win. *DUH* Its got to be JHH. The match with Sharapova n Mauresmo would be an interesting one too...good stuff tonight.I'm actually relief that there is no soccer tonight. Give me a break. Can sleep a little bit earlier tonight...yup i haven't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115217688464579098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115217688464579098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115217688464579098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115217688464579098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/semis-n-finals.html' title='SEMIs &apos;N&apos; FINALs...'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115199948445504000</id><published>2006-07-04T17:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T17:53:08.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FITTING IN OR NOT</title><summary type='text'>Right after that prayer made...I kinda set myself down and started reading His Word. In my journal I wrote down a few things that i wanted answers and never thought that what i'll be mentioning was an issue that needs to be dealt with immediately. I didn't think it was important but i guess God did. He suprised me!In summary this was what He said to me:I know you want to be accepted by others, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115199948445504000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115199948445504000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115199948445504000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115199948445504000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/fitting-in-or-not.html' title='FITTING IN OR NOT'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115190118700654139</id><published>2006-07-03T14:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:42:47.680+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW I LOVE YOU</title><summary type='text'>Two more weeks before uni starts. Hmmm..so fast. So i think i better do something productive this last two weeks before my life gets busy again.Dear God,Here i stand my heart is still. Wanting just to be with you. Waiting here long for your voice to speak. Touch me now its your face i seek. How my soul longs for you, to be with you,adore you.nothing more i want to do, than to sing to you. Jesus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115190118700654139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115190118700654139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115190118700654139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115190118700654139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-i-love-you.html' title='HOW I LOVE YOU'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115176178798477217</id><published>2006-07-01T23:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:49:47.996+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PAYING THE PRICE</title><summary type='text'>Don't you just hate it when that happens! That...when you are so angry with God and just when you want to give up on life and say "Where the heck are you when i need you God?" he comes through for you. Well this year has been a lot of does moments for me where i just feel like giving up but He comes through for me, giving me a reason to continue running the race despite my lack of enthusiasm and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115176178798477217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115176178798477217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115176178798477217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115176178798477217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/paying-price.html' title='PAYING THE PRICE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115169265790310896</id><published>2006-07-01T04:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T04:51:46.876+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SPORTZ FEVER 2</title><summary type='text'> So i'm glad that Justine has easily gone pass Meng Yuan in the first, Bychkova in the second and Chakvetadze in the thrid. She faces Hantochova in the fourth, which should be an interesting match. Although, i personally think that Hantochova stands no chance. So yeah... Go Justine!As for Soccer...since the soccerooz got booted out on tuesday i am thinking of cheering on for Germany. And what an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115169265790310896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115169265790310896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115169265790310896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115169265790310896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/07/sportz-fever-2.html' title='SPORTZ FEVER 2'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115129790514432011</id><published>2006-06-26T14:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T14:58:25.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SPORTZ FEVER</title><summary type='text'>So the exams are over. YEAH!! I'm sure i'm not the only one who is rejoicing. And guess what..in the next two weeks...it will be jammed packed with sports. Starting on monday...Wimbledon is on and the World Cup is still on too. Yeah...how cool is that...my nights have never been this good. Haahaa....Wicked!!So Wimbledon 2006...will Justine Henin-Hardenne be able to win the only grand slam she has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115129790514432011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115129790514432011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115129790514432011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115129790514432011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/sportz-fever.html' title='SPORTZ FEVER'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115070546127409217</id><published>2006-06-19T18:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T14:59:42.440+10:00</updated><title type='text'>JOGA BONITO</title><summary type='text'>At the moment..tis old man...he is my favourate guy. Haahaaa....love the Stuff History ad...love the worldcup ads in general. But this guy...seriously reminds me of the old men @ the kopitium drinking their kopi-O...So they are sitting with one leg on the chair and shaking the other...and suddenly they accidently spill their kopi-O on the leg and they say "Oh my god!" Haaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaa..Anyway</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115070546127409217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115070546127409217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115070546127409217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115070546127409217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/joga-bonito.html' title='JOGA BONITO'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115035025046633176</id><published>2006-06-15T15:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:47:17.273+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WORDS OF WISDOM</title><summary type='text'>"Trust in the Lord with all your heartand lean not on your own understanding;in all your ways acknowledge him,and he will make your path straight."Proverbs 3:5-6A great verse for a great moment in my life. Life has been very 'interesting' for me in the past few months. I know that in time to come i have to make some really big decisions that could probably make or break my future. Afraid? For </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115035025046633176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115035025046633176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115035025046633176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115035025046633176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/words-of-wisdom.html' title='WORDS OF WISDOM'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115012699449507984</id><published>2006-06-13T01:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:43:14.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU'RE THE MAN!!</title><summary type='text'>This guy...TIM CAHILL...he is the man i tell ya. Scored two consecutive goals in the 84th and 89th minute of the match. What more can you ask for. This match was oooooooohhhhhhhh sooooooo nerve-raking most of the time. But it started to change after Cahill and Aloisi came in the second half. Man..if u guys didn't get to see the match....you've got to see it. This game was really plaed wif passion</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115012699449507984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115012699449507984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115012699449507984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115012699449507984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/youre-man.html' title='YOU&apos;RE THE MAN!!'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-115000794813706982</id><published>2006-06-11T16:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T16:40:27.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU'RE THE BEST...</title><summary type='text'>Justine defeated Svetlana Kuznetsova 6-4 6-4 to win her third Roland Garros trophy, and fifth grand slam tournament. It's an amazing achievement at age 24 she's truly proven to be the best female player on clay of her generation.Today's RG final displayed Justine finest champion qualities - the skill to bring the sweetest shots on crucial points, the ability to outwit, outplay, and to do it with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/115000794813706982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=115000794813706982' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115000794813706982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/115000794813706982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/youre-best.html' title='YOU&apos;RE THE BEST...'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114991900605785782</id><published>2006-06-10T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T15:56:46.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ALIVE IN LOVE</title><summary type='text'>So the world cup has gotten to a good start, displaying a great opening match, Germany vs. Costa Rico winning 4-2. Good game, not bad at all. And tonite would be the Women's Finals @ Paris and i'm kinda sure that Justine would win. Well, i hope she does at least. *smilez*Anyway... i felt really creative this afternoon..so i took out a pen and got my guitar out. And this was what i came up wif..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114991900605785782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114991900605785782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114991900605785782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114991900605785782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/alive-in-love.html' title='ALIVE IN LOVE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114983249040916906</id><published>2006-06-09T15:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T15:54:50.423+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ROLAND GARROS FINAL</title><summary type='text'> For the third time in her career, Justine will play the Roland Garros final, after defeating Kim Clijsters 6-3 6-2. Dominating the match from the beginning, Justine moved and served well, matching Clijsters's power.In the final,she will face Russia's Svetlana Kuznetsova who defeated Czech teenager Nicole Vaidisova in 3 tough sets. Justine holds an 10-1 lead on the head-to-head but many matches </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114983249040916906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114983249040916906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114983249040916906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114983249040916906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/roland-garros-final.html' title='ROLAND GARROS FINAL'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114950311060093216</id><published>2006-06-05T19:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:28:41.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT TO BE HER...</title><summary type='text'>A wife of noble character who can find?She is worth far more than rubies.Her husband has full confidence in herand lacks nothing of valueShe brings him good, not harm,all the days of her life.She opens her arms to the poor and extends her hands to the needy.Her husband is respected at the city gate, where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.She is clothed with strength and dignity; She</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114950311060093216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114950311060093216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114950311060093216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114950311060093216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-want-to-be-her.html' title='I WANT TO BE HER...'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114943527761832153</id><published>2006-06-05T01:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T01:36:46.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Ms..not X-MEN</title><summary type='text'>How i wish..i had the gift or the power to read through exam papers n know the answers before the exams.....haahaa...well tis goes to show i'm really stressed at the moment...fantasising abt reading exam answers. Man..i've got 2 exams tis coming wednesday n it seems so veri veri impossible to study for both and to do well in them. *Sigh* Can't wait for the exams to be over....Anyway, to pump my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114943527761832153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114943527761832153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114943527761832153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114943527761832153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/x-msnot-x-men.html' title='X-Ms..not X-MEN'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114921252533541088</id><published>2006-06-02T11:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T11:44:21.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ENOUGH</title><summary type='text'>this morning as i was studying..i tot i shld take a mini-break. So i picked up my faithful guitar and decided to sing one of my favourite songs - ENOUGH.I guess for those who have been dry spiritually...or have been going through a tough patch...i hope this song will motivate you to get back to the high road that God has for us. I've been doing a lot of thinking abt my walk wif God and like what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114921252533541088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114921252533541088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114921252533541088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114921252533541088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/06/enough.html' title='ENOUGH'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114879556648941147</id><published>2006-05-28T15:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T15:55:32.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ROLAND GARROS 2006</title><summary type='text'> So here is where i take this time to share wif you something that i'm quite passionate about - TENNIS - in particular, my favourite player, Justine Henin-Hardenne. Was just telling a friend how much i've grown as a person because of the role model that Henin-Hardenne is. Anyway, Roland Garros starts today. Yeah!! I hope i hope they show it on SBS...even if it means staying up till 4am to watch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114879556648941147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114879556648941147' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114879556648941147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114879556648941147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/05/roland-garros-2006.html' title='ROLAND GARROS 2006'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114874673027182978</id><published>2006-05-28T01:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T02:22:49.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS or AN ENCOUNTER WITH GOD?</title><summary type='text'>Okay i'm a bit confused at the moment...i know this is something guys generally don't like to read about but i'm still gonna just say it anyway. Hehehehe....So here is the situation: i was in church today and errmmm....was participating in the worship session, although not as enthusiastic as usual becoz of the current busyness life entails. But anyway, everything was going fine and when it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114874673027182978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114874673027182978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114874673027182978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114874673027182978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/05/pms-or-encounter-with-god.html' title='PMS or AN ENCOUNTER WITH GOD?'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114857334784312672</id><published>2006-05-26T01:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T02:09:07.863+10:00</updated><title type='text'>CAR, SOCCER and X-MEN3</title><summary type='text'>Its now 2am Melbourne time.....and i've got heaps to tell but nothing much to tell too....wat!! So tonite was the  soccer match, Australia vs Greece. 1-0. I thought Australia would have done better...although i  muz say, they started very well in the first half, forcing Greece to really defend well. Watched the first half and then went out wif a special significant someone....Was suppose to watch</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114857334784312672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114857334784312672' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114857334784312672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114857334784312672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/05/car-soccer-and-x-men3_25.html' title='CAR, SOCCER and X-MEN3'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114822676564097890</id><published>2006-05-22T01:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T02:07:38.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'>JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL</title><summary type='text'>Currently...i've got too much on my mind. Argghh!! Exam preparations are just really getting to me. To make things worse, lets just say some life lessons are meant to be painful and so very tough. Therefore, I do apologise in advance to whoever i will ignored or act out-of-sorts from now till the end of exams...and past that *i noe tis is kinda stupid but yeah...sorry*Right now it feels so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114822676564097890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114822676564097890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114822676564097890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114822676564097890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/05/jesus-take-wheel.html' title='JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114786671858023005</id><published>2006-05-17T21:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T22:07:23.183+10:00</updated><title type='text'>NO SONG TITLE</title><summary type='text'>Hey guys...i know its been a while since i posted my last entry. Can't help it, its the time of the year where uni students dread. Hahaha...assignments and exam preparations. Argghh...so i guess if i ever do post anything in the next few weeks...it wld be this: Know how it feels when you are just in the zone with God..hope you guys enjoy this, as much as i did writing it. Not trying to boast...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114786671858023005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114786671858023005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114786671858023005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114786671858023005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-song-title.html' title='NO SONG TITLE'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9590150.post-114741178057710701</id><published>2006-05-12T15:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T15:29:40.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAW NEAR TO HIM AND HE WILL DRAW NEAR TO YOU</title><summary type='text'>Its been too long since i actually set aside time to spend alone time with God. Call my religious or too holy but I use to spend heaps of alone time with Him. This semester has just been too hectic. I guess it came to a point where i had to ask myself, why am i putting so much energy on something that would probably not last? And so i decided to just give myself a break off assignmnets and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/feeds/114741178057710701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9590150&amp;postID=114741178057710701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114741178057710701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9590150/posts/default/114741178057710701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princessofresolve.blogspot.com/2006/05/draw-near-to-him-and-he-will-draw-near.html' title='DRAW NEAR TO HIM AND HE WILL DRAW NEAR TO YOU'/><author><name>cjs</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07231040838406194246</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/240/705/320/blacknwhite3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
