<?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-5720842</id><updated>2011-08-18T01:17:38.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intrepid Unto Eternity</title><subtitle type='html'>Some Insights, I'd like to think, but that is self Flattery. More like a whole bunch of junk it is, heh, and that goes for the the title. 
Imagine what a pompous person it was that did this blog. 
Stone him.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-6685975050679864836</id><published>2009-08-23T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:11:18.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Line - God &amp; Good</title><summary type='text'>Got to get things back in line.Speaking of which, was driving and thinking about straight lines.Using a Ruler, we draw a straight line on a paper and say its straight.Then we take up the paper, and bend it. Is the line still Straight?We pick up the Ruler, and we look at it and say its straight.We take a strong magnifying glass, look at the edges of the ruler, and see its jagged. Is the Ruler </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/6685975050679864836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/6685975050679864836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#6685975050679864836' title='Back in Line - God &amp; Good'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-113461768033723315</id><published>2005-12-15T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T11:34:40.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue - Dream</title><summary type='text'>I had this dream on Sunday night (now it is Thursday morning) when I was thinking of some things, and it was kinda weird, but touching dream (though it probably doesn't sound touching in the least here). Of course, dream details get fuzzier over time, but some details stick, and I guess I'll just try to relate what it was about in here so that I don't forget what it was about.Anyway, on to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/113461768033723315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/113461768033723315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113461768033723315' title='Overdue - Dream'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-112141494085267129</id><published>2005-07-15T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:09:00.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arise &amp; Build</title><summary type='text'>Well this weekend is our Arise &amp; Build weekend. Give and it shall be given unto you, sow and you shall reap, seedtime and harvest, he who sows in tears shall reap in joy. Amen to all that.In all this, let us remember that Arise &amp; Build is not a one-time event. Nor is it even a "church-only" event - it is a Christian event.Let's see. The components of Arise &amp; Build are very spiritual in nature. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/112141494085267129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/112141494085267129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112141494085267129' title='Arise &amp; Build'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-112044371719274060</id><published>2005-07-04T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T10:23:58.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights of the Past Week</title><summary type='text'>I was so tired about Friday on serving God.. but by His grace decided to stretch myself! And he came through for me, yay! Heh, I know normally in my carnal mind I would never even have tried, lol.================Evangelisation &amp; Business..."I may be all things to all men that through all means I may win some for Christ""Seek you first the kingdom of God, and all that you need will be added unto </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/112044371719274060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/112044371719274060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112044371719274060' title='Highlights of the Past Week'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-111980127182419129</id><published>2005-06-26T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T23:54:31.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review of Week - Event Based, kinda like Object Oriented Programming</title><summary type='text'>This has been a most hectic week for me :) But oh well no harm reviewing it... was great fun! haha, though there were times I was so irate I think I could have busted something (or more likely, busted my fingers on something)Wednesday was interesting. Was rushing an assignment that was due on Thursday, and counted on having time in the office to do it during working hours, just touch up a few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/111980127182419129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/111980127182419129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111980127182419129' title='Review of Week - Event Based, kinda like Object Oriented Programming'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-111928643151029153</id><published>2005-06-21T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T22:42:41.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Resurrection - Temporary?</title><summary type='text'>A rather interesting day, if disappointing. And thanks to Sarah I'm about to blog again... well here's to productive use of my time ;) but then again she'd probably argue that keeping Sarah in the loop of things is a very productive use of time. Yeah...Morning was a little irritating. Drove to Jurong and back for effectively very little in the way of a meeting for an assignment. I think Benjamin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/111928643151029153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/111928643151029153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111928643151029153' title='Blog Resurrection - Temporary?'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109871434326048614</id><published>2004-10-25T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T22:38:22.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame, Self and Sentiments</title><summary type='text'>It's funny... but shame is really a very personal, internal thing. It does not exist in a pure heart - there is no such concept. Imposition of social pressures can generate internal shame, but it is only a factor - the root of shame is internal. It is totally an individual choice.Funny... how things come about to remind me of this. First was service. Then last night when the family dropped by, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109871434326048614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109871434326048614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109871434326048614' title='Shame, Self and Sentiments'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109855014714666961</id><published>2004-10-24T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T00:49:07.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Dreams in God</title><summary type='text'>Well.. how interesting. This night after I posted my All Alone post, I had a dream. It was a strange dream, I was in so many parts of the world, going through so many situations, difficulties and obstacles. And through it all, there were people helping me.. brothers. People who encouraged me... who I found out were believers in the course of the my dream. Each reacted differently.There was this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109855014714666961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109855014714666961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109855014714666961' title='Of Dreams in God'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109846160854017243</id><published>2004-10-22T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:17:23.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Alone</title><summary type='text'>Well.. I guess it's time that at the end of my 2 years in Christ, I take a look around me and acknowledge to myself that hey, at the end of the day, I'm still alone. There's 3 fellas around me - I, me and myself.Cellgroup, looking around.. at everyone in the room. Maybe my CGL might have an inkling.. but I don't know about the rest. It's like there's something inside me, just struggling, crying</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109846160854017243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109846160854017243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109846160854017243' title='All Alone'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109829125129805177</id><published>2004-10-21T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T00:54:11.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should Right &amp; Wrong be Determined by God's Will?</title><summary type='text'>Here's a reply I gave Nigel on a question I forgot, basically I just remember it as "Should Right &amp; Wrong be Determined by God's Will?" The answer turned out a little longer than expected though, heh.===========From a Christian viewpoint, the above statement is certainly true. The concept is that there is a God who loves you and loves everyone else as well, and has a "perfect" will, ie. a will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109829125129805177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109829125129805177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109829125129805177' title='Should Right &amp; Wrong be Determined by God&apos;s Will?'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109706445621323077</id><published>2004-10-06T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T20:07:36.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Time...</title><summary type='text'>It's been lots of stuff and very busy and yeah lots of stuff. Basically, this is how I would sum things up -I very badly need a hug. Or at least I thought I did.. now that I've done my quiet time I feel so much better... heh. Praise the Lord!Still a hug would be very extremely appreciated... yeah.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109706445621323077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109706445621323077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109706445621323077' title='Some Time...'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109551433793699968</id><published>2004-09-18T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T21:32:17.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of the Little Children &amp; Little Bit More</title><summary type='text'>It's been a strange day, and Sister Glordia had me lead praise and worship for the children today. Was very interesting experience to say the least, and encouraging as well. God made use of this time to bless me with confidence and also to use Sister Glordia to tell me how to lead the children. One of the most interesting notes was that of the nature of Praise and Worship. It's not how well you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109551433793699968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109551433793699968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109551433793699968' title='Of the Little Children &amp; Little Bit More'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109455961873105105</id><published>2004-09-07T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T20:20:18.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidying Up</title><summary type='text'>Well actually I had a much longer blog to put up so far for this week, but I didn't get down to finishing it. In meantime there are more pressing matters on hand, heh, so anyway...Anyway I fell pretty badly sick last week and missed 3 full days of school, with lots of lectures and tutorials, last week. It wasn't exactly helpful that I only have 4 days of school a week, lol. But anyway, I have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109455961873105105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109455961873105105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109455961873105105' title='Tidying Up'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109396099069582999</id><published>2004-08-31T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T22:03:10.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Up</title><summary type='text'>Well the blog is finally back up again, I guess the Stairway to Heaven thing is gone for good since even the original template fails to work when loaded.However, this blog template will only be temporary, I see if I can restore it somehow, manually. Meantime I have to go rest, today has been quite far from the best of days for me, and I think it would be foolish to spend more time at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109396099069582999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109396099069582999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109396099069582999' title='Back Up'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109348748066263433</id><published>2004-08-26T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T10:31:20.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><summary type='text'>testing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109348748066263433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109348748066263433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109348748066263433' title='Testing'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109284026208988165</id><published>2004-08-18T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T22:44:22.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-Exam Notes</title><summary type='text'>Of ExamsOkay not bad, one paper just over and feeling pretty good about it, as things usually are, haha.. Yeah just taking a break now and though to post up this overdue blog, from last week's combined CG on Thursday night. Meantime will be here eating fried rice, hehe.Off another side note, I'm wondering if I should join the NUS Dive Club. I think I'll find out more about them first, before I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109284026208988165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109284026208988165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109284026208988165' title='Mid-Exam Notes'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109206760856064079</id><published>2004-08-10T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T00:06:48.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tioman Trip</title><summary type='text'>Well just got back from Tioman over the weekend ;) Despite the shortness of this trip over National Day weekend, it was surprisingly fun and fruitful. Went diving, it has been a while and I think this time I came that much closer to neutral buoyancy. Wondering if I should devote a little bit of time to take up Advanced Diving.. but as Yibin noted, it will mean freedom to do almost anything i like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109206760856064079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109206760856064079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109206760856064079' title='Tioman Trip'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109042073037382197</id><published>2004-07-21T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T22:38:50.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh .................................................................   :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109042073037382197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109042073037382197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109042073037382197' title=''/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109040191988985114</id><published>2004-07-21T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T17:25:19.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hope Bubbles gets better... can't really imagine what Sarah is going thru or what the poor dear is going thru... haiz. Pray they both feel better, preferably Bubbles first.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109040191988985114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109040191988985114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109040191988985114' title=''/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-109040172532314434</id><published>2004-07-21T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T17:22:05.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of God and Reality</title><summary type='text'>Is kinda weird when things happen and you feel like hey, God told me about it before but yeah I wasn't sure about it then.. Well I'm sure about it now, that Pst Sun will have a child next year. Feels funny... after the Missions thing was over and we hit the 100,000 souls saved mark, I just felt like.. God is going to reward them with what they want, that Pst Sun will have a child next year. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109040172532314434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/109040172532314434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109040172532314434' title='Of God and Reality'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108946860674352731</id><published>2004-07-10T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T01:45:22.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Week</title><summary type='text'>Well today had a great time taking care of the kids :) Helena looked so sweet today.. I think she had a haircut... absolutely adorable haircut... haha. Considering restructuring my entire life... timetables and everything come up in place. I'm not making proper use of my time and in fact haven't really been. And I need to run regularly, but at least I'm working out a little now and then.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108946860674352731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108946860674352731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108946860674352731' title='Over the Week'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108886627034088983</id><published>2004-07-03T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T22:51:10.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming Notes and Internal Matters</title><summary type='text'>Been meaning to write a post on Love but never quite got down to it... Still gunning for it though, haha.. bear with me.In meantime I've been a little out of sorts about certain personal issues, and recent stuff from my mum didn't help either. Once again I'm feeling what it means to be "alone"  in a certain sense... really one would think one would be used to it by now, but ah well, it still </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108886627034088983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108886627034088983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108886627034088983' title='Upcoming Notes and Internal Matters'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108818470014841215</id><published>2004-06-26T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T01:31:40.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Review / God's Love</title><summary type='text'>This week has been a rather... interesting week. Not entirely victorious I must admit, but interesting nonetheless. Tuesday was a little frustrating, called up Informatics twice and they still couldn't tell me when my classes were, and then promised to return a call they never did. Anyway had fun playing badminton with family, was good to exercise againWednesday ran down in the afternoon to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108818470014841215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108818470014841215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108818470014841215' title='Weekly Review / God&apos;s Love'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108740395724115209</id><published>2004-06-17T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T00:39:17.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOE Conference Day #1</title><summary type='text'>Okay... mainly today was about Fashion Design workshop. Yes I thought I'd be like a fish out of water, and I was praying not to get stuck in a group that has me as the only guy. Interestingly, though I landed a group with 3 guys, I turned out to be the model... by Arrowdynamics, lol. Actually not really, had a chat with Clement then I agreed to do it because it'd be something new to do :) Stretch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108740395724115209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108740395724115209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108740395724115209' title='ZOE Conference Day #1'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108713796769784048</id><published>2004-06-13T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T22:48:51.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flesh and Spirit</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was... such a day. Looked ordinary.. very tired went to help out children's church :) felt rejuvenated, and then went service again with our CG friend Blessing. And, I must admit I wasn't really thinking anything would happen yesterday... was just a usual service, and I had heard the message before, yes? Well... thank GOD I was wrong :)Service still felt good and fresh :) Loved the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108713796769784048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108713796769784048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108713796769784048' title='Flesh and Spirit'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108713362920879067</id><published>2004-06-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T21:33:49.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy on Life</title><summary type='text'>Just for fun :)===========A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full? They agreed that it was.So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108713362920879067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108713362920879067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108713362920879067' title='Philosophy on Life'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108700804301868203</id><published>2004-06-12T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T10:40:43.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouragement and Notes</title><summary type='text'>Here is related the item from last night, that upset me so. Odd time to get it o.O while brushing teeth in the morning.(Rom 8:22-25) We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to present time. Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our body.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108700804301868203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108700804301868203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108700804301868203' title='Encouragement and Notes'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108700624616982451</id><published>2004-06-12T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T10:10:46.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentle Reminder</title><summary type='text'>Never expect anyone to trouble with yourself, and certainly not with your feelings, especially when it's in the middle of the night and you don't expect much, just a little note, but you're not going to get it especially when there are other very pressing matters on a person's mind. The only one who cares and who matters is God :) Let God be true, and every man a liar.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108700624616982451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108700624616982451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108700624616982451' title='Gentle Reminder'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108685913175289704</id><published>2004-06-10T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T17:18:51.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer in Flight</title><summary type='text'>Background : this was also on the plane, I was tired but I couldn't really sleep... had a long talk with a Christian on the plane about the state of the world, and about God. Was thinking on some things, some of it related to the previous post, and I was considering a certain course of reflection / action. So... here was what I received during prayer, although I only wrote it down about 7 mins </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108685913175289704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108685913175289704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108685913175289704' title='Prayer in Flight'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108685866687617293</id><published>2004-06-10T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-10T17:21:29.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on the Plane - State of the Heart</title><summary type='text'>(little dated.. was written on the plane)I look forward very much to reaching home. I miss the people, but that'll be part of the story. Watched Dirty Dancing : Havana Nights and Cold Mountain on the flight. God is kind. My heart is guarded but not hardened. My time yet awaits me. I suppose it could be quite interesting. Kinda interesting to think of a heart that guarded yet tender as that of a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108685866687617293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108685866687617293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108685866687617293' title='Thoughts on the Plane - State of the Heart'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108668637050142895</id><published>2004-06-08T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T17:19:30.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verse for CG</title><summary type='text'>(Micah 7:7-8) Therefore I will look to the LORD; I will wait for the God of my salvation; my God will hear me. Do not rejoice over me, my enemy; when I fall, I will arise; when I sit in darkness, the LORD will be a light to meThis verse speaks of turning and relying on the Lord, and his salvation, even in times of darkness. It is relatively clear from the verse, that the prophet is in some kind</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108668637050142895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108668637050142895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108668637050142895' title='Verse for CG'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108653421810261895</id><published>2004-06-06T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-06T23:03:38.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell to Green Fields of Aberystwyth</title><summary type='text'>Well I guess it's finally time that I left Aberystwyth, and just will be missing its great landscape... all the green hills and meadows and yes all that sheep. So... here's a little coverage here while I'm n my way to Oxford to change to a train to London Paddington.On Friday, I did the royal disservice of missing Friday service. Yes I missed it... couldn't believe it, I was all caught up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108653421810261895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108653421810261895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108653421810261895' title='Farewell to Green Fields of Aberystwyth'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108617395895785139</id><published>2004-06-02T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T18:59:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><summary type='text'>Really odd today.. I dreamt of a few people. Really strange.I dreamt I met with Yibin, and we were sitting at a table in a campus hallway, second storey, with someone down the hall, greeting someone then taking something and moving away. I thought the figure looked familiar and called out to him. Disheng, for that's who he was, came over to greet us, and they got to meet each other. Which is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108617395895785139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108617395895785139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108617395895785139' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108600897253881461</id><published>2004-05-31T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T21:09:32.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs</title><summary type='text'>Heard this about a week ago. The tune is nice... and the lyrics are poignant, somewhere between country and pop, to say the least. Brings up remembrance of how reality is... and the beauty of love. Need to find the mp3...LOVE OF THE COMMON PEOPLEby Paul YoungLiving on free food tickets,water in the milk from a hole in the roofwhere the rain came through.What can you do?Tears from your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108600897253881461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108600897253881461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108600897253881461' title='Songs'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108593140438996253</id><published>2004-05-30T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T23:39:48.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coverage of the Week</title><summary type='text'>Man that was a good bath! :) Feel so much refreshed and better.. here's to blogging on a Sunday. And now I suspect I understand better why girls seem to like to bathe so much more than guys do. It's been a nice day and I finally got a good lunch at Branwen's to make up for missing lunch yesterday. Have enough laundry to make it worth my coin now, I guess. Anyway here's an update of over the week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108593140438996253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108593140438996253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108593140438996253' title='Coverage of the Week'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108543071479380971</id><published>2004-05-25T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T04:31:54.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Castle Harlech Trip</title><summary type='text'>I still haven't quite got used to the fact that the sun still shines brightly up to 9 pm here. Its weird...  I feel like I've only just started to be online before I realise that I've been at the comp for over 5 hours, and not to mention heading to bed just as the sky starts to darken and waking up when it is bright as late morning or afternoon sure feels strange.Today was quite cool ;) managed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108543071479380971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108543071479380971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108543071479380971' title='Castle Harlech Trip'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108526758751391343</id><published>2004-05-23T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T07:13:07.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verses for CG Project</title><summary type='text'>(2 Cor 4:17-18) for our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory, while we do not look at things which are seen, but at things are not seen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which are seen are eternal.In this verse, Paul talks of light afflicton, but interestingly, this affliction is not light at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108526758751391343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108526758751391343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108526758751391343' title='Verses for CG Project'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108522430219030808</id><published>2004-05-22T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T19:11:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of Practicals, Pizzas and Fires</title><summary type='text'>Well anyway, been interesting so far. Received my Practical assignment, meant for a few days. Got it polished off in one seating of programming, on a programme I never used before. Pretty cool.That being said, I feel sinful. Yeah I do, though I'm not a girl, for ordering a 12" pizza all for myself. In perspective, over here that's about 1 pound or so cheaper than a mcdonald's or burger king's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108522430219030808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108522430219030808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108522430219030808' title='of Practicals, Pizzas and Fires'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108514535931845437</id><published>2004-05-21T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T21:15:59.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise the Lord</title><summary type='text'>Praise the Lord! Got my card back, doesn't sound like much, yeah? Well it's about S$150 worth of food. Hallelujah ;) Here's to faith in Him... keep on believing. Prior to that, this morning had a nice long relaxing bath, then prayed,  felt much better after that ;) But had to keep up the belief of getting the card back... yeah.It feels great to feel service again, and to sing in worship, even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108514535931845437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108514535931845437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108514535931845437' title='Praise the Lord'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108508978915586710</id><published>2004-05-21T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T05:49:49.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losses</title><summary type='text'>Today wasn't so good. IT started off well enough, enjoyed my practical as usual, heh. But for some reason my Hospitality card went missing. I remember putting it in my pocket, as my friend also saw me do it. And.. its just not there. So.. praise the Lord, hopefully I'll find it tomorrow.I just all but ran out of water in the room, the same time someone snuck in on my milk, probably by mistake </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108508978915586710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108508978915586710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108508978915586710' title='Losses'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108499512901145265</id><published>2004-05-20T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T03:35:43.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentiments</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday made many many new friends. Lost track of what I did with all of them. Let's see, from the Informatics batch we have Taufiq, Christine, Nick, Stanley, followed by Boonyeong and Limei (who reminds me a lot of Linghong, in mannerisms), then Myint Kay, Yimin and Connie, then 3 guys, Eng Teck, Roy and Tommy. Kenan and his friends should also be somewhere around campus.Couldn't believe how</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108499512901145265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108499512901145265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108499512901145265' title='Sentiments'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108487912046365417</id><published>2004-05-18T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T19:18:40.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aberstwyth</title><summary type='text'>This evening in Aberystwyth could be considered pretty nasty. I left the train station where the coach dropped us (the rail had malfunctioned or something) and went up the hill, about 1.8 kilometres at about 10 to 15 degrees incline carrying a 20 kg luggage along with my usual backpack, and the luggage handle gave out about one quarter way up (probably a good thing, stopped me from trying to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487912046365417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487912046365417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108487912046365417' title='Aberstwyth'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108487903093074466</id><published>2004-05-18T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T19:17:10.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This London morning wasn't so good. Despite getting sent to King's Cross and then they telling me its Paddington for Wales (halfway across London, which I headed for on foot), it was pretty nice and walking about and looking some parks until my luggage lost a wheel. Not fun.. my hand was trembling as I wrote this into my book. 20 kg luggage bag, or so, grr, no joke. Had a really nice bus driver </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487903093074466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487903093074466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108487903093074466' title=''/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108487901272254459</id><published>2004-05-18T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T19:16:52.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>London Flight</title><summary type='text'>Met a pair of New Zealanders, pretty pleasant people. Craig and Emma, though they only got to know each other during the wait for the plane in the lounge. Interesting how people are, though a little hard to understand their english at times. Slept through most of night now... sun high up where we are, though it should only be six? Oh well... got to know a Taiwanese businessman nearby, very very</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487901272254459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487901272254459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108487901272254459' title='London Flight'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108487899275332806</id><published>2004-05-18T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T19:16:32.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkok</title><summary type='text'>Just saw a short clip on models, didn't put on headset but still can make sense. Model life really not easy, see all the other Europeans wear so much in the cold snow landscape, but the models need take off and pose. Especially got one model, wear only bikini still need pose and then later LIE on the snow for photo shoot. Sheesh... but at least scenery nice.Bangkok looks really nice from the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487899275332806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487899275332806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108487899275332806' title='Bangkok'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108487894411395226</id><published>2004-05-18T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T19:15:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday in Singapore / Leaving on a Jet Plane</title><summary type='text'>Cell group meeting was nice. At first I was disappointed inside of me, but then.. something about the prayer and coming together really helped and after being ministered to by the Holy Spirit, I felt much better. Although I was a little upset I didn't have my verse ready, but I liked the sharing and the encouragement. I pray for the retention of friends, and the strength of the fellowship. In </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487894411395226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108487894411395226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108487894411395226' title='Sunday in Singapore / Leaving on a Jet Plane'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108464757611969295</id><published>2004-05-16T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T03:00:45.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Night Out</title><summary type='text'>I had a *wonderful* night out with Audrey, she is still as pretty and lovely as ever. Her smile was absolutely radiant as ever, and though she laughed less than she used to, its still a lot more than almost anyone else I know. Did some catching up, who would have thought after 4 years not having seen or heard from each other, that we would spend so much time together? It was great.. she even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108464757611969295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108464757611969295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108464757611969295' title='Saturday Night Out'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108456216105828883</id><published>2004-05-15T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T03:16:01.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginning</title><summary type='text'>Today went to my auntie's house and my brother and I sat down to have a talk about the spiritual state of our extended family. The situation is quite tense, I am reminded of the spiritual warfare that goes on in our family, as the Marikari group, perhaps influenced by the spirit of their beliefs, constantly sets persecution up against our Christian relatives. For me I feel that unity in prayer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108456216105828883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108456216105828883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108456216105828883' title='New Beginning'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108436656251966586</id><published>2004-05-12T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T20:56:02.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some Encouragement ;)</title><summary type='text'>Your True Nature by llScorpiusllUsernameThe quality that most appeals to you:CourageIn a survival situation, you:Fight, but reluctantlyYour hidden talent is:Spiritual wisdomYour gift is:GeniusIn groups, you:Get the party startedYour best quality is:Your protectivenessYour weakness is:Your lack of focusCreated with the ORIGINAL MemeGen!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108436656251966586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108436656251966586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108436656251966586' title='Just Some Encouragement ;)'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108348940527434826</id><published>2004-05-02T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T17:20:11.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Responsibility - a Different Definition</title><summary type='text'>Quite a separate note apart from "conventional wisdom" on responsibility, here's an interesting note that I received from a seminar not so long ago, on Thursday 2 weeks ago. Not the exact quote though..."Responsibility is to be able to obtain a Response."Sounds strange? That doesn't sound very responsible... indeed by itself this definition holds very little substance, but it is only when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108348940527434826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108348940527434826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108348940527434826' title='Responsibility - a Different Definition'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108307085912923002</id><published>2004-04-27T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T21:04:03.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling</title><summary type='text'>Odd. My mood seems to be taking a plunge for some reason.I suspect I know why. It will clear itself up soon, I believe.It's irritating how weak I have become, to let some person, either intentionally or unintentionally wreck my mood in such a fashion. Perhaps I need to fix myself back up to be as before.. sigh.Grr... the feeling part just comes with following God I guess... can't help but to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108307085912923002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108307085912923002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108307085912923002' title='Feeling'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-108305750248053474</id><published>2004-04-27T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T17:13:22.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from Luke 9 - Revisited</title><summary type='text'>This is way overdue, it was a new revelation from about 3 weeks ago, but it does me good to really find some time to set this down in writing on my laptop on my way home from a paper. (yeah I was really busy with exams... had about what... 11 of them over 3 weeks? and 5 in the first week? o.O left 2 more to go.)**edit**Actually Linghong said this wasn't easily digestible, so I tried breaking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108305750248053474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/108305750248053474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108305750248053474' title='Notes from Luke 9 - Revisited'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107934949129698474</id><published>2004-03-15T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T19:20:32.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GateKeepers to the Kingdom of Heaven</title><summary type='text'>This is actually revelationary verse sent to Cell Group :) But really really felt touch of God on this verse... believe it or not, He even supplied the PS on Inviting! Honest.. wasn't me.=====This verse just came to me today. I'm not going to go into much detail how I came to grab hold of it, and unlike other verses that I sometimes sit upon, including one verse that I meant to share a while </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107934949129698474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107934949129698474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107934949129698474' title='GateKeepers to the Kingdom of Heaven'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107874918492538460</id><published>2004-03-08T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T20:36:52.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touche</title><summary type='text'>You know when people lose something close to them, they go all to bits, and get all upset and crummy? Well very few people actually look carefully and think if they are actually made all the better for it. And heh frankly, I'm not one of those people. I got clobbered over the head with it.Often times it is those things that we hold dear bind us in invisible chains that we don't see. When you're</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107874918492538460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107874918492538460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107874918492538460' title='Touche'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107874813326755645</id><published>2004-03-08T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T20:23:17.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verses (archive)</title><summary type='text'>For Future Reference=== 080304 ===(Jn 5:19) the Son can do nothing by himself, he can only do what he sees his Father doing, because whatever the Father does the Son also doesHow are we in Jesus? How do we know we are in Him? By doing what the Father does! Even as Jesus himself rebuked the Jews...(Jn 8:39) "If you were Abraham's children," said Jesus "then you would do the things Abraham </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107874813326755645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107874813326755645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107874813326755645' title='Verses (archive)'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107874707455760636</id><published>2004-03-08T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T20:06:50.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Darkness</title><summary type='text'>It is not night but you cannot see as the mist draws around you. The sound of the gravel under your feet is the only indication of what you are standing on. It seems to be getting dimmer you cannot see very much now as everything is obscured in that hazy, darkening grey. Uncertainty and fear freezes your footsteps.And out there somewhere in the shadows, you see a light. A glimmer of light, not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107874707455760636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107874707455760636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107874707455760636' title='In the Darkness'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107850541153643647</id><published>2004-03-06T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T01:06:39.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empathy</title><summary type='text'>I regret seeking such. There is no such thing for a person by another.Only for God, is there greater love with greater knowledge. The rest are m00t.Most people want friends only so they can have some attention.Or to help them and to make use of them in some way or another.Initiative Deadline extended to 1 Apr 2004.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107850541153643647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107850541153643647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107850541153643647' title='Empathy'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107841095853338193</id><published>2004-03-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T22:42:24.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking on Water</title><summary type='text'>Behind you are mountains, in a ring, mountains you have crossed, mountains that are real and solid and whose crevices you can see, whose peak you can look up to.A path leads to the lake. By its edge you stand, and it stands calm and still before you, stretching out towards the horizons. You cannot see the other end, but you must go over to the other side. There is no boat in sight. You cannot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107841095853338193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107841095853338193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107841095853338193' title='Walking on Water'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107804715290231032</id><published>2004-02-29T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T17:40:28.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><summary type='text'>I was reflecting to myself about a certain friend of mine, immediately after my cell group on a lesson about tongues. In the light of that lesson, I understand why it is very important for the very first manifestation of the Holy Spirit in our lives to be on our tongue. Even as Jesus said, it is what comes out of a man that makes him unclean, rather than what goes into him (Mk 7:18-23), and as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107804715290231032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107804715290231032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107804715290231032' title='Words'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107797164812539284</id><published>2004-02-28T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T17:40:53.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Mistake of the Decade</title><summary type='text'>Here's the Context. Today was my Maths Test, and this was the last question, time was running out, it was an MCQ, it was a tough test, and I had previous questions to check / attempt that I had skipped.So it was a Triple Integration of a Sphere and a Cone, I saw the short method right away and evaluated answer as 24/3 Pi in about 4 seconds or so flat. So I looked at the choices, which are as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107797164812539284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107797164812539284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107797164812539284' title='Math Mistake of the Decade'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107779345957816470</id><published>2004-02-26T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T17:36:16.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder : Debt of Love</title><summary type='text'>Here's a brief (well not so) reminder on what it means to be in Debt in Christ.(Rom 13:8) Let no debt remain outstanding, except the continuing debt to love one another, for he who loves his fellow man has fulfilled the law.So the only debt due to Christians is essentially to love, and love one another. This is not always easy, and what exactly is love? What are some characteristics of it? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107779345957816470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107779345957816470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107779345957816470' title='Reminder : Debt of Love'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107779021987239098</id><published>2004-02-26T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T18:12:22.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Combat Initiative</title><summary type='text'>Here's an interesting nature. Doubt anyone will understand. Initiative must be zero. Weapons must not be drawn. Surely I have done it before, I can do it again. And again, if necessary. Validity period of 2 weeks, subject to revision. Starting 26 Feb 2004. Should expire on 11 Mar 2004. Duration subject to revision, lengthening if necessary. Here it is set in black and white. Let it be done, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107779021987239098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107779021987239098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107779021987239098' title='Combat Initiative'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107749559265328503</id><published>2004-02-23T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T10:06:24.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rose</title><summary type='text'>It is quite strange I can suggest to someone so similar to myself that this song might be for him, and never really seriously consider that I might also draw remembrance from this song. Well, so here it is... heh.=====THE ROSEby Bette MidlerSome say love, it is a riverthat drowns the tender reed.Some say love, it is a razorthat leaves your soul to bleed.Some say love, it is a hunger,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107749559265328503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107749559265328503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107749559265328503' title='The Rose'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107720742645639192</id><published>2004-02-20T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T00:19:45.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-Collections</title><summary type='text'>Here's just some Posts that I want to set down here that I may be reminded of them in future times, as and when I need guidance and strength, I will remember the deeds of the Lord my God, and what he has done for me, as well as how he has made straight the paths before me. Amen.============(13 Feb 04, after reaching home.First 2 lines are adapted from something I was singing on way backThis </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107720742645639192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107720742645639192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107720742645639192' title='Re-Collections'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-107513473114196361</id><published>2004-01-27T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T00:34:47.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a While :) New Year Reflections</title><summary type='text'>Need more discipline!! Been sleeping late recently... hmm need to catch some shut eye. Also must focus more on finishing my tutorials.. sure I've finished all that I need to finish, but next week's one not finished yet! must arrange for exercise slots too, and lecture note revision / preview slots.. then can better understand in school.. and also know what to skip.Heh on a livelier note this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107513473114196361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/107513473114196361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107513473114196361' title='Been a While :) New Year Reflections'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-106356171860180393</id><published>2003-09-15T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T01:48:38.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy in the Mirror</title><summary type='text'>Just talked to Sarah, is about 1:30 am now, but I just looked at myself in the mirror after that realised something - I don't need that guy in the mirror anymore.It's not about relying in self that we walk in Christ. In Christ is our refuge (Psa 142:6) and our strong tower (Psa 61:3), and this earthly shell is merely a vessel, a jar of clay to show that this power is from God and not from us (2</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106356171860180393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106356171860180393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106356171860180393' title='Guy in the Mirror'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-106347342550691253</id><published>2003-09-14T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T01:51:39.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camel Tale</title><summary type='text'>Here's a tale I heard today at the Unicity's South East Asian Convention, held at Suntec City :)========There were two camels together, one mother camel and one young camel.Then the young camel asked, "Mother, why do we have humps on our backs?"His mother replied, "Well we are camels, we were adapted to survive in the harsh desert conditions. So the hump is for us to store water in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106347342550691253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106347342550691253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106347342550691253' title='Camel Tale'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-106217831918167496</id><published>2003-08-30T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T23:14:37.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival Conference by Rev Ulf Ekman</title><summary type='text'>Actually I intended to blog yesterday on Rev Ulf's msg against Universalism, ie the "Jesus died for all so u dun have to do anything doctrine." Of course this is not an iteration, I mean reiteration (too much Programming Methodology liao, haha), of his message.One of the most pertinent things to me was that despite holding on to Harvest Times for a few days at that time, I only read it on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106217831918167496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106217831918167496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106217831918167496' title='Revival Conference by Rev Ulf Ekman'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-106186833340902130</id><published>2003-08-26T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T23:12:52.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy : Good &amp; Evil wrt Man</title><summary type='text'>Here's my posting on the forum of my GEM Philosopy module to remind me what people really stand for :) Was in response to some "challenge", so I gather.1) What is Man's fascination with the battle of good and evil?I believe that man's fascination comes from wanting to know which one he stands for, knowing himself. From knowing himself he wants to be consistent with what he knows himself to be.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106186833340902130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106186833340902130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106186833340902130' title='Philosophy : Good &amp; Evil wrt Man'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5720842.post-106174505497537199</id><published>2003-08-25T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T23:04:06.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Blog : God's Vision for Me</title><summary type='text'>Oh! Blogging so quickly? ugggh... OH wellIt's abt 1 am in the morning and have to wake up early tmw... GrrAh well :) All glory be to God. I cannot believe I am blogging at this time... have to keep my goals in mind. But there is no comfort like a message from God... have to remember this one, especially given how my goals seem nearly unreachable. Nearly misplaced this one... it's true I wrote </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106174505497537199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5720842/posts/default/106174505497537199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://intrepid-eternity.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106174505497537199' title='1st Blog : God&apos;s Vision for Me'/><author><name>Virgil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17901098029180079361</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.geocities.com/zyraen/Ice_phoenix.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
