<?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-17308232</id><updated>2011-09-16T00:55:58.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Way! Jesus!</title><subtitle type='html'>Just me saying what i feel. Hope yall enjoy what i wrote</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-759686772078192411</id><published>2010-12-19T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:20:46.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Music is not just playing the right chords with the right song, or just reading the score and playing of it. No. Music is a way of life. Music is what revolves. I just want to share or let people see what music is in a different light. It's about how you feel, what makes you sad, happy, angry, remorse. All that feelings can be channeled through music.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm fortunate enough to grow up in a music family. To have a father that plays the guitar and sing and to have a brother who is able to compose songs, plays the piano and sing. Me? I can't compose and I'm very sure I can't sing like my dad and my brother do. But one thing that I know I have. I have a soulful taste of music which God gave me, and all of it should go to God. What was just a hobby, became a passion. I never thought of loving music, I never even thought of playing an instrument. But here I am, a bass guitar strapped over my shoulder. Words cannot explain the immense joy in playing the bass guitar. For that period of time that I play the bass, all my cares and worries are not so important to me anymore, and I feel that this is my worship to you, Lord.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, I am a nobody. Most of the time I feel that I am the wrong person to lead the teens. The wrong person to lead worship, the wrong person to be of anybody's example. It's tough. I do not what is happening. I tried so hard to be an outstanding person, but only to fail. The guys in church do not deserve for me to rant or give a black face to them, so hence I show the fun side and never show the other side of Jared. Lord, I pray that you give me strength, take my life and use it Lord. And if you ever read this, I truly and deeply love you with all my heart. It's really difficult to see you and I can't do anything but to see you from afar. Always know that I always pray for you, and love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-759686772078192411?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/759686772078192411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=759686772078192411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/759686772078192411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/759686772078192411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2010/12/music-is-not-just-playing-right-chords.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-3936884824915748654</id><published>2010-01-04T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:30:53.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Never felt this way before, never once did. Never would I imagined that I will ever feel it, but I did. No words could ever explained how good it felt, it may seem nothing much but to me it did. I wished it would never end, but it has to, eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it happen? Will you see it? Or you already did. Will you know? Or have you. Will I get that chance to not only swipe you off your feet but to catch you when you fall? Will I get that chance to hold you in my arms and never let you go? Will I get that chance to wipe the tears on your face and tell you that everything will be alright?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-3936884824915748654?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/3936884824915748654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=3936884824915748654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/3936884824915748654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/3936884824915748654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2010/01/never-felt-this-way-before-never-once.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-8396220721637193789</id><published>2010-01-01T17:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:30:27.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As the new year beckons, many will fill up their reflection cards or plainy just reflect on what happen during the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this year has been rather a learning experience. I have experience the lows, yet with that I experienced how much God loves me. I learn that the more in-tune you are with God, the more He's gonna shape your life. I believe that this experience taught me to depend on God, and believe that He knows what is best for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im excited what the year will bring, Im excited what God has in store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im happy how my year ended off, if I could ever repeat it again, I would. I will anticipate for that time to come, and you will know that whatever I did has a reason.peaceout guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-8396220721637193789?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/8396220721637193789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=8396220721637193789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/8396220721637193789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/8396220721637193789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2010/01/as-new-year-beckons-many-will-fill-up.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-7503858553622406445</id><published>2009-11-15T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:58:06.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess the best way is always to depend on God for things in your life. I'm not afraid to admit that its hard sometimes to live life. Hey, who says it's ever easy. I'm blessed with a job, blessed with wonderful parents, blessed to have GTC as my church and blessed to have a life to live for a purpose. Although I do not know what that purpose is, but I'm sure its something great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the best, never will be one. But what I do know is that I will never stop giving what I can give. I know I'm not ready. But I am preparing myself, to give the very best. Will be praying, thinking and watching, so that of all the things I've said will come to past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this I leave it in God's hands&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-7503858553622406445?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/7503858553622406445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=7503858553622406445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/7503858553622406445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/7503858553622406445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-guess-best-way-is-always-to-depend-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-6207254042088564280</id><published>2009-07-21T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:55:36.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still wonder those anybody read this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking alot lately, due to the fact of what my current situation is. I do wonder what a relationship is. I do wonder what is takes to make a relationship work. I do question God, what must I do to make the person stay with me. To me, I believe that if you love a person with all your heart and give your best, she will be yours no matter what. I believe that if you are committed to a relationship, it will be honoured. I believe that if you assured the person you love that you will be there no matter what, he/she will be touched and be loved and be thankful that there is someone there who cares and love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I will continue to be the person I am even though I am hurt all the time. Maybe due to my stubborn nature or maybe thats my character. To love my girlfriend with all of my heart. That's me, that's Jared Chan. Yes I am such a fool. Because I believe there is someone for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will someone accept the person I am? I really don't know. But thoughts will always go to my head telling me that maybe I'm not good enough that's why my relationships failed. No one will accept Jared Chan. No one will want to be with me. Well,  that's just my thoughts. I do wonder who reads this. Hai, I know I'm not good enough for you, but you don't have to do this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-6207254042088564280?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/6207254042088564280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=6207254042088564280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/6207254042088564280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/6207254042088564280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-still-wonder-those-anybody-read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-7656201576921670994</id><published>2008-08-29T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:23:54.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a look from a far, a space in between. imagination fills the mind, deep thoughts running through. a sense of hope arise, but yet unsure. can it happen or can it not, that's the question. days passed as quick as it came, inside never change. a smile, a tear, touches the heart. a simple look, a simple glance, all it needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;air was cleared, dust was settled. an unexpected outcome, an expected response. morale was low, but head up high. time passed, all was normal. a ring and a buzz, an unexpected outcome, an expected response. a gift, a blessing. silent was made, waiting will be. time has to be right, time has to be perfect. cannot lose, cannot let go. be here always, forevermore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-7656201576921670994?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/7656201576921670994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=7656201576921670994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/7656201576921670994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/7656201576921670994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2008/08/look-from-far-space-in-between.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-4979246951821379763</id><published>2008-08-23T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:33:25.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must say that I am really blessed. I am really fortunate. Never take what God has given me for granted. Yes we will have our ups and downs. But its the downs that make us appreciate the ups. I am blessed thats all I can say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-4979246951821379763?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/4979246951821379763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=4979246951821379763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/4979246951821379763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/4979246951821379763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-must-say-that-i-am-really-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-8669079373676707158</id><published>2008-04-23T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T13:21:07.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This morning as i was reading the newspaper, I came across this article of a couple married for 51 years. The thing that kept their marriage for so long(from what the couple says) is the word sorry. A simple 5 letter word but yet the hardest word to say in this mordern times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always want our rights and we don't want to be at the losing end. But the bible teaches us that we should give up all that. Lay down at the cross and follow Him. The hardest thing for a person to let go is not money or relationships or even family, its the ego. Would let your ego be bruised? We would always want things to go our way or go for things that benefit us, thus the word jaded comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all hate to be used and in the end be jaded. So its best to treat the individual with heart and love. I love the people I love. So if there is anyone whom they feel I make them jaded, I apologise, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love My Goldfish(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-8669079373676707158?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/8669079373676707158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=8669079373676707158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/8669079373676707158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/8669079373676707158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-morning-as-i-was-reading-newspaper.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-7231848322136537426</id><published>2008-04-18T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:43:07.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Love My Goldfish (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-7231848322136537426?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/7231848322136537426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=7231848322136537426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/7231848322136537426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/7231848322136537426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-my-goldfish.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-3705842242240340085</id><published>2008-04-07T14:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T15:06:32.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes, yes i know its been a loooooooooong while since i last blogged. So for those who has been stalking my blog, the long wait is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, God has been good to me. Of couse i didn't and will never expect what God has in store for me. I'm just amazed of how good His timing is. It's human nature to control our lives, our destiny(i almost spelled density) and our fate. It's because we are too caught up with what we are trying to do, we are blind by the fact that God has already done it for you. True, we cant sit on our butts and do nothing. But what i'm trying to say its that, we must trust God with our lives. When you thought you have all the answers, God can change the question. I never thought my life will be this way, be a facilitator in Teen Edge, a potential leader in Jordanites, a worship leader and etc.. And if any teen from Teen Edge is reading this blog, i wanna say that you are the greatest bunch of people i can ever be with. Do not waste your youth, use it for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can really say that God is really real in my life. My bass teacher always tell me whenever i perform is 'Expect the Unexpected'. I think that can be use in my life too. Whatever happens, happen. I can only put it in God's hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can do is pray. Of course there are questions inside, but i guess only God knows the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am, an ordinary person leading an ordinary life with an ordinary environment but having an extraordinary God.peaceout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-3705842242240340085?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/3705842242240340085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=3705842242240340085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/3705842242240340085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/3705842242240340085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2008/04/yes-yes-i-know-its-been-loooooooooong.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-2622027132268491082</id><published>2007-10-25T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T22:11:52.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;sorry got nothing to post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-2622027132268491082?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/2622027132268491082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=2622027132268491082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/2622027132268491082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/2622027132268491082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2007/10/sorry-got-nothing-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-6107326747747506873</id><published>2007-08-09T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T12:55:35.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="8de4a37f"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know that this is God's will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the answer is I don't know. I just know that He has already planned something good for me. It is just that I don't know what it is. The question that always bugs me is that, what I do is it to His liking? Is it His will that I should do this? The questions keep pilling up, but there is no answer to all that. We just have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to discern what the eyes see and what the heart feels. Your gut feeling or emotions tells u one thing, the situation you see tells u another. The only way i know is to trust God. The catch is, waiting for His answer. Waiting for humans is hard. Moreover we live in such a fast paced world, we would want the answer immediately. So at this day and age, waiting is the hardest things to do. But I'm willing to wait. How about you? To focus on His heart, to focus on Him, to surrender to Him, to wait upon Him. The situation looks not too pleasing, but in Him all things are possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it still boils down to: Do you wanna wait for His answer to be revealed or Do you take action first before listening to His answer. Because if we don't wait, it may not be the way God wants it to be, if we wait, time has already catch up and it may be too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father, i surrender it all to You. Only You can make things right. if i have to wait for Your answer so be it. By Your perfect timing, everything will be revealed. Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-6107326747747506873?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/6107326747747506873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=6107326747747506873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/6107326747747506873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/6107326747747506873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-do-you-know-that-this-is-gods-will.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-4717136673241697625</id><published>2007-08-01T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T23:30:11.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Due to because my san jie is flying to Alabama(thats in USA if some dunnoe) for 6 months, i would like to dedicate this post to her. So ya san jie bask in the limelight now hahahahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;What to say about my san jie? I have to say that it is really a blessing to know u san jie. When we first know each other, u come up to me and talk to me where no one did during the 2003 church camp. So ya i feel that God play a huge role in that. Then in church camp we kena handicap and have people to carry us to eat our lunch, hahahahah crazy times. That is where u know how crazy i am and i know how crazy u are. Then in youth camp also same thing, do crazy stuff, hahahahaha. So ya i thank God on how we know each other. I became ur didi and u became my san jie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Because we kinda brought up in the same manner like neighbourhood schools and all that, i can relate to u alot. The advise u gave me, i still kept it to heart and not one ear in and one ear out. Although certain times i suan u, make fun of u, laugh at u, hahahaha like right now, above all that ur this didi loves u and will miss u for these 6 months. No more wrestling kaki to talk bout wrestling already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;U take really good care of urself and Ben if u r reading this, take care of urself too bro, i still owe u a jamming session hahahaha and know that God will always be there for the both of ya, He already planned our lives, now juz live it. In times of high and in times of low, He is always there for u to run to. Will miss the both of ya and always know that u got this didi praying for u. Take care and God bless San Jie Fu and San Jie :)peaceout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-4717136673241697625?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/4717136673241697625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=4717136673241697625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/4717136673241697625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/4717136673241697625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2007/08/due-to-because-my-san-jie-is-flying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-9165190931161850806</id><published>2007-07-02T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:38:56.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Wow what a June i have. First of all is the camp marathon, the church camp, Joranites Camp and TeenEdge Camp. Church Camp was held in Malacca Malaysia. That was a good camp because i am able to get out of Singapore and forget all the school work i have in Singapore. Able to unwind and relax, hang out with my church mates, spend time with my sisters and ah bang and to focus on God. Rev Les Wheeldon was the speaker. Would like to show yall the pics but i dun have them.&lt;br /&gt;After that is the Joranites Camp. Although the attendance for that is not alot but the time spent on bonding with the people around the same age group is fulfilling. Because i am not very gum with the Joranties people, i stick to my san jie and ah bang alot, hahahahah. Well the games at the camp was fun and sun tanning at the beach was fun. Me and ah bang all became black chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Next was TeenEdge Camp, that was fum because i am the facilitators so i dun have to play the games but to sabo the people playing. Seeing the Teens grow both physically and spiritually was awesome. They are a great bunch of people to be with. But the highlight for me was that i am able to be a DJ for once in my life. No i can strike that off my list. Of course the camp marathon left me with sores and pains but it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Also, on saturday i was able to watch the match Singapore and Australia at the National Stadium(last match on that stadium). Man i really miss watching live match. The atmosphere, the environment, it was awesome. To be so passionate with so many people cheering the teams on was something i will miss for quite some time in the National Stadium, for as i watch my team Newcastle played there live and to see our National Team in action, yea that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, on Sunday was Youth Sunday at church. The youths run the show in church on sunday and it was fun doing it. Although for three years in a row i've been playing for youth sunday, every year i've played, it was a different experience and i hope for next year, it will be another different and great experience.&lt;br /&gt;So there guys, that was my month of June, very fulfilling and very fun, ahahahaha. Hope July will be the same and next week is Vincent's and Wileen's big day so will see my oversea family members. So have a happy month of July.peaceout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Song: Big Girls Don't Cry - Fergie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-9165190931161850806?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/9165190931161850806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=9165190931161850806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/9165190931161850806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/9165190931161850806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow-what-june-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-2867011119718850213</id><published>2007-06-05T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:54:12.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok since i never have a May edition, i will add the May edition to the June one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well May was normal, i just have alot of driving lessons. Speaking of driving lessons, i met 2 of my secondary school friends whom i never see for a long time, Koh Bin and Teck Hau. Seeing them was a joy because of the lovely memories we have during our secondary school days. Those days were fun. The mess we create, the stupid things we do, the teachers that cannot contain us. I really miss those days. Why i love my secondary schools days is because everyday is a fun day. Everyday is a new experience. Hai guess good things always come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May was also the month for music. During the month i jam with 3 different bands, a very good feeling indeed to play my bass often. But i need to repair my bass. May was also the month of repairing. My laptop went berserk, my ps2 cable spoil and my bass. So ya alot of money spending on repairing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well June is coming, and June will be the month of camping. Will be leaving for Malaysia this friday for Church Camp. I feel that this upcoming camp will be a good one, i mean all Church Camps are good, but i feel this coming one will be great. I dunnoe why, i just do. Able to relax and get my mind of school but not of music. Maybe the cds there are cheaper.... hmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway besides Church Camp, there will be Jordanites(Caananites) Camp. For that camp i wanna relax also, chill out for that camp and also have a fantastic time. So yea thats all for me for June, hols and camps, so yea look forward for all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have a happy month of June.peaceout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Song - Elevation by U2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-2867011119718850213?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/2867011119718850213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=2867011119718850213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/2867011119718850213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/2867011119718850213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok-since-i-never-have-may-edition-i.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-4132494341542433924</id><published>2007-04-02T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:45:23.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow it's the month of April now and that's a good thing because the attachment is gonna end. Yes, no more looking at naked computers and thinking how to repair them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess nothing to blog(I am a boring person aren't I). Watch Mr. Bean on sat. It was an Ok show, his jokes were pretty old and predictable but his way of doing it is still hilarious. Easter is coming, got something to look forward to. Man i seriously have nothing to talk about. This is what attachment at a computer store can do to ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday teen edge service was fun, it's been a while since I last have a good time playing, I am not saying that playing for service is not fun anymore, it's still is but these past few months, I have not got the kick. Maybe it is a good thing because that makes me want to play more to get the kick and the hunger and thrist for God's presence when I am playing. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's that for this post, honestly can't think of anything to write.peaceout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Song - Walking In Memphis by Lonestar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-4132494341542433924?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/4132494341542433924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=4132494341542433924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/4132494341542433924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/4132494341542433924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2007/04/wow-its-month-of-april-now-and-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-1667064901150351897</id><published>2007-03-20T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:50:32.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first, thanks for all who have made their comments and their votes although it is not the end of march but i kinda know(from all of yall) that i should not terminate this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok  thats settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a very emotional week for me as my paternal grandfather passed away. I will miss him alot because he is the only grandfather i had, my maternal grandfather passed away before i was born, so he made up for that and not just made up for it, he gave extra. My grandfather always pray for me, be it my exams, my education, my dreams, he will pray for all of them. Even though i did not get his ability of praying, but i think i can got my passion for music from him. Although he does not play any instrument, his voice was one. My grandfather loves to sing and he will sing loudly. He will sing all the christian songs and he will sing it loud so that non christian believers will hear it and will know how much joy my grandfather loves to sing it. Now he is in a better place where there is no sickness and pain (my grandfather suffered quite a number of illnesses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i will like to give a very special Thank You to 3 people who have come to the wake for all 4 days and nights. Thank You Da Jie, San Jie and Ah Bang. You 3 are the best sisters and brothers that God can give me. Yall stayed all 4 days and helped out so much,  if no one has thanked you yet, let me be the first one. Da Jie thank you for being there for support, i know i can count on you if i need any shoulder to lean on. San Jie, you are the only one ( not in my family) who know me the most, the person who helped out the most and the very first person to console me, i cannot thank you enough. Last but never the least, Ah Bang, your concern and understanding is not taken for granted, you come every night even though u had stomach pain, u still came, u're the best. Once again thank you the 3 of yall. You guys ROCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ah Kong, it is goodbye for now but we will meet again soon.peaceout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Song - Happy Happy by Chan Ah Kong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-1667064901150351897?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/1667064901150351897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=1667064901150351897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/1667064901150351897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/1667064901150351897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-things-first-thanks-for-all-who.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-117242497651087055</id><published>2007-02-26T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T01:36:16.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok lets do a poll. Should I  or shouldn't I terminate this blog. The poll will take place at this tagboard, u can put a yes plus your reason or a no plus your reason. The duration for this vote will be until end of march. So pick your fingers and start TYPING. Votes are toll free and u can go by wireless internet or modem phone line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Oh well no one reads this blog so kinda need a poll to see if this blog site is worth putting up for and to keep something interesting until march as i go through attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hows everyone's new year. I hope is good as some may collect ang pao and get rich for only a month and soon u have no money because all of it has gone down to having investments on mahjong or blackjack... or could be clothes and all that stuff (i'm going for the former than the latter). Mine was good. Able to meet all my relatives and do the annual house marathon. I like that marathon thing. It make the family bond together, laugh at jokes, have a nice chat, eat good food and just enjoying the new year....... and the ang pao. I'm human after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Feb was also the attachment month, sigh~~~~~~~. The attachment strecthes to april and i just complete 2 weeks only and there's 7 more to go. The reason why i am sighing is because im not really enjoying my time at the attachment, don't get me wrong, the boss is great, the location is great and my colleagues are great but it is just that im not in my element so feel funny there. I can't see myself being much use there. So thats why im praying real hard so that this 7 weeks or so will go by fast. In the end music is what i like, so yea the path i wanna take is music. God please help me, give me the guidience so i can be useful in my attachment. Not only make the company flourish but to make u known there and they can see u in me. Thanks God. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so have a wonderful March and God bless yall.peaceout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Song: You're A God - Vertical Horizon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-117242497651087055?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/117242497651087055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=117242497651087055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/117242497651087055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/117242497651087055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2007/02/ok-lets-do-poll.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-116879745850484341</id><published>2007-01-15T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T01:57:38.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Success Come A Long Way. Well, this line came about on Friday when i was at Friday Prayer. Two friends of mine were talking and i was kinda eavedropping on them. There were talking about some stuff gotta do with the youth ministry. Then i sayed this line, Success Comes A Long Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to achieve something, one must work hard on it, spend much time and effort on it. Great businessmen will never tell you that they earned success overnight. And when i mean success, it is not just achieving, it is also maintaining it. Bill Gates created Microsoft and he is one of the world's richest men, but he did not stop there. He continue to upgrade his computers and continue to give interesting features to his creation. He is still continuing on what he do, no stop to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, there are overnight success, but what's good of that success if you are not maintaining it. Take Singapore Idol for instance. The contestants got overnight fame and there is much hype about them. But when the competition is over, that fame decline. So in order to have that fame, they do gigs, perform in places, get in to tv shows and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i learned that in order to achieve my dreams and ambition, my passion, my hunger, my love for it must never die down. Everyday practise, listen to music as often as eat my meals, love that instrument and never take it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, always remember that Success Comes A Long Way do not think it will be served to you on a silver platter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song : Better Days - Goo Goo Dolls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-116879745850484341?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/116879745850484341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=116879745850484341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/116879745850484341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/116879745850484341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2007/01/success-come-long-way.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-116739335826930221</id><published>2006-12-29T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T19:55:58.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow i can see all the dust and cobwebs on this blog. Guess just lazy to update it. So christmas just passed and new year is coming. Well, i just pray that next year, my wish will come true, school will not be so boring (i dun think that will happen) and i can get a driving license. Achievable new year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these 2 months have been enjoyable for me, compared to last year. Played at the music clef concert again and had the time of my life. Thanks T-Luda. Then played for Glad Tidings Church End of Year Concert. Then played at Royal Plaza. Very enjoyable indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was the same, family gathering, exchange of presents and enjoying each others company. Although my xmas wish have not come YET but im sure it will come soon and im gonna work my way to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is gonna start next next week. AHHHHH i really hate school and i have not do any of the school work yet. And ya dun tell me muz do homework, muz study hard blah blah blah, i hate school, i hate studying. If my parents dun talk bout school to me i dun see a reason why other people muz. I never like to talk bout school or study or even textbooks, thats why when people tell me that they are going to study i will always say they are boring people, ahahahaha. Oh well i m juz one of those young people who dun appreciate the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hope yall got a pleasent year ahead and a belated merry christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Song - Chicken - Jaco Pastorius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-116739335826930221?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/116739335826930221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=116739335826930221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/116739335826930221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/116739335826930221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/12/wow-i-can-see-all-dust-and-cobwebs-on.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-115864508598781397</id><published>2006-09-19T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T13:57:33.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok i am not able to see my September post plus im bored now, so rather blog about something. Cant believe that a tagboard can do wonderful things, more people are starting to read this blog, hmmmmm. Oh well, rather free nowadays because i did not work since last thursday but friday will be working and there is practise for the T-Luda band, awesome. Although i say this alot of times but it is really great playing that bass of mine. You can say im addicted to it. Like a smoker who needs to puff at least a cigarette a day, i must play my bass at least one time a day, but my addiction is more healthier. People who is in love with music will know this addiction of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really cannot wait for Nov and Dec to come, but oh well. Next week school starts, sigh. And im begining to enjoy my hols. So people who want to date me please do so by this week, lunch dinner, dunch, supper, midnight snack or whatever. The good thing is that my timetable says FRIDAY NO SCHOOL, yes thats the good thing that SP ever done for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people fridays im free but not at night cos got the band practise, yup. This sat will be playing for the 24 hour worship, will be an interesting experience, no im not playing for 24 hours or i will playing at the wee hours, thank God, but will b playing around afternoon. The concept is great but who will stay at 3am n worship, but expect the unexpected, i think the presence of God will be so great there that people will worhsip for the full 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys have a pleasant week, God Bless yall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Song - Song For You by Donnie Hathaway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-115864508598781397?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/115864508598781397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=115864508598781397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/115864508598781397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/115864508598781397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-i-am-not-able-to-see-my-september.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-115799405413189706</id><published>2006-09-12T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T17:57:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoz, hows everything. New skin and a tagboard. How yall like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, been busy lately. Gotta job at the school im learning bass from. So if any chance, and i mean any chance, u pass by Suntec City Mall, come by Music Clef. It is at the third floor near the toys r us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working there is fun because its gotta do with my passion which is music. Moreover, i get to see some of the best musicians there and some pretty girls. But getting there is really a hassle. The roads there are already bad as it is, with the IMF and the closure of some roads, man it is really like a maze going to Suntec. Trust me, i've experienced it today, but no harm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More gigs are coming up, hahahaha yes. So a little update here. November , im having a gig at Suntec and December, im having a gig at Lido but dunnoe whether it is confirm yet but November is a sure thing. So if yall got some free time, drop at these places and i can guaratee u top class entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September will be the month of work. My chance to earn extra income, so i can buy some stuff. But once Nov and Dec comes, hoo hoo hoo i will playing my bass like no tomorrow because thats my love, my passion. I already told my teacher my ambition, by the time i reached 20, i will be playing gigs and a whole lot of it and earning money from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys have a happy September, i hope i can update more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Song - Dani California by Red Hot Chilli Peppers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-115799405413189706?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/115799405413189706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=115799405413189706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/115799405413189706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/115799405413189706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/09/yoz-hows-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-115487228025635958</id><published>2006-08-06T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:51:20.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really does anybody read this? Im like putting one post a month. Ok never mind. Here's the august edition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov and Dec gigs are coming up, man im so excited. Its great to see the band members back like chris and shu lyn, and we have a new addition named Matthew, pianist, but im still the youngest in the band. Great to jam with them again. We still can click, awesome. Just hope benjamin can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired right now, yesterday played soccer today got bass lesson, mon and tues need to wake up early, exams are coming, wish all these would go away but oh well. Must look forward to the gigs, haha, it is always a good feeling to play the bass and enjoying the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hols are coming soon, gotta find a job during that period, so anybody got lobang let me know, thank you. Well i cant depend on my parents for money forever. It is just everytime i ask them for money, i feel so guilty. So i work my butt to earn the money myself. Then can buy the things i want and not to ask my parents to use their hard earn money to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all about it then, wait till Sep for the next edition, hahahaha, peaceout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured Song - Smooth by Carlos Santana and Matchbox Twenty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-115487228025635958?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/115487228025635958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=115487228025635958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/115487228025635958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/115487228025635958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/08/really-does-anybody-read-this-im-like.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-115237632928913674</id><published>2006-07-09T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T00:32:09.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does anybody still read this? Anyway here's the long awaited July edition. Just played soccer, man i need to train up. Gone are the days when i can play a full match without any difficulty, well i guess people change, they widen their boundaries and expand their territories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great to see all of my sec sch friends again. Whenever we talk we will always talk about our sch days how funny it was, how fun it was, hahahahaha those were the days. Never thought that we will still keep in touch because i don't do that will my pri sch friends. Being with them is always fun and never a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to talk about? That always happen. Your mind thinks of alot of things but when you want to jot them down, it suddenly dissappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORLD CUP FEVER!!!!!!!!! Now thats something to talk about. I must say this world cup is not that exciting. One, because the timing are all crazy. Two, no underdogs went far in the tournament and three, no classic games. I hope Italy win, because they done well in reaching the Finals and I hope Cannavaro win the best player award in the world cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started. Hai, very sian. It is not the school, it is the subjects im taking. A guy who love music doing computering. I love to play computer games but not doing those technical computer stuff. Oh well, i have to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough typing go play PS2 now so chao guys.peaceout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured song: Slide by Goo Goo Dolls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-115237632928913674?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/115237632928913674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=115237632928913674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/115237632928913674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/115237632928913674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/07/does-anybody-still-read-this-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-114924487150995242</id><published>2006-06-02T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T18:41:11.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheeeewww!!!! what a week. Had Youth Camp for 3 days 2 nights. First time being a camp comm, new experience, hope u guys love the camp and im very sure all have experience God in your own very special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muz say thank you camp comm for making this experience a memorable one. Had fun planning the camp, all our sweat, tears(if any) and prayers had finally paid off. Priase the Lord. He was the one who made the camp a successful one. Tired yes but above all it was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learn so much being in camp comm. How to plan it, how much stress can be in it and how u can see the work of the Lord being shown during the camp. One most important thing i have learn is RELAXED!!!!!!!!!!! hahahahahaaha besides that is always trust the Lord even though things looks haywire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church Camp is coming. Can wait, missed last year so cannot miss it this year. So pray that God presence will be there and have fun there because in youth camp i have fun during the water party. So here's my post on youth camp.peaceout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-114924487150995242?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/114924487150995242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=114924487150995242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114924487150995242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114924487150995242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/06/wheeeewww-what-week.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-114399836152444016</id><published>2006-04-03T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T01:19:21.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me shout here, Happy Birthday 21st Lydia (a little late tho). Had my bass lesson. Although i just did my finger exercise, but there's something in that a lesson that i will always remember. My teacher showed me how much the money spent over the year that i have been in Music Clef. Then he showed me how much i will earned back, by the skills im learning from him, from gigs. I will earned back the money in just half a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher showed me that the music industry in Singapore is not as jia lat as alot might think. He shared with me his story. How much he is earning, when he was my age what he did to earn money from music, he told me how rewarding to do what you love and all that. I was really inspired by his story and becuase of his story, i want to be a musician as my full time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many might think, being a musician, does it gives u a stable income. My parents dun think so but my teacher thinks so. He is earning a stable income. Yes, music is not that big in Singapore but it is growing. My teacher encourage me to be a musician, so that's why i wanna train hard and be a very good bassist. Ever since im under my teacher, im gradually improving and i was look forward to his lessons. Why!! First, im learning what i love which is the bass. Second, my future depend on it and lastly, it takes my mind off all things that are happening around the world. I just go to the room and just focus and absorbing what he is teaching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may disagree on my decision, some may think that i will not last, but one thing i know is that, im gonna practise hard and prove those who might think otherwise wrong. So may goal being a session bassist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured song - Drops Of Jupiter by Train&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-114399836152444016?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/114399836152444016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=114399836152444016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114399836152444016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114399836152444016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/04/let-me-shout-here-happy-birthday-21st.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-114374039838968008</id><published>2006-03-31T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T01:41:44.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything is in such a mess now. You know what, i think i will stay out off it. Dont wanna be a part of it anymore. I thought i was helping, but in the end i feel like a piece of cow dung. All feel like acting as reasonable adluts but actually, all are acting like little kids. If anyone dont like what you are reading now, then might as well dont continue reading. Sorry, not feeling in the best of moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should mind my own business, because what do i get by helping others who dont want to help themselves. Yea, i should mind my own business. Get damn good at the bass, get gigs, play bass all the time. Because i do enjoy playing bass, it nv bores me. Everytime i play, i forget the things around me. Be ignorant with the things around me. Dance with the music, go with the flow,enjoy what God has given you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i think for myself more? Or should i always be there when someone needs me? I hate those questions that u cannot give a proper answer to. If i think for myself, people say im selfish but i will not be in a whirlwind of confusion and hurt but if i think for people, i will not be selfish but i will be trapped of confusion and hurt. What should i do? Tell me what should i do. To help or not to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featured song - Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton. peaceout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-114374039838968008?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/114374039838968008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=114374039838968008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114374039838968008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114374039838968008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/03/everything-is-in-such-mess-now.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-114292447528091023</id><published>2006-03-21T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T14:22:41.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man..... Jason Mraz ROCKS!!!!!!!.... Friday went to Esplande with my bro, cousin voice and da jie to watch Jason Mraz. He 's awesome, really awesome. He got good showmanship, awesome stage presence and a funny comedian. Just him and a percussionist named Toca Rivera, they can create such good music. My favourite was when he did the Elton John cover, Rocket Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of them can harmonise so well. See, simple is the best. No need such a big band, no need to do complicated songs whereby must need a solo. Most important of performing is that, the tightness of the band and that people enjoy what you are playing, the technical side is the added bonus, no doubt techniques are important, the proper techniques to play the instrument and the proper way of holding the instrument. You can do solos for ten hours by urself but as a band u cannot gel, then whats the solos use for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher always tell me that before you can do lovely solos or quick fingering, you must first do the basic, finger exercise, counting with a metronome and get your timing right. I think he's right, of course he is right, he's a professinal bassist. Jason Mraz don't do solos, he just sing, play his guitar and and gel tightly with his percussionist and with all that, the crowd gave him a standing ovation with his performence, not once but twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So featured song for this post - Wordplay by Jason Mraz. peaceout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-114292447528091023?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/114292447528091023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=114292447528091023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114292447528091023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114292447528091023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-114248886208165087</id><published>2006-03-16T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T14:01:02.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/Mar/06</title><content type='html'>Hi all, Im back again. I still wonder people still ever read my blog after how many months of not updating. Oh well... What to talk about?? hmmm... Oh ya, my hols hav started so kinda free but got the easter play so not really that free yet. Just moved in the new place, it's very nice but it's further than my old place. New place, new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much things have happen during the last few months. Thank God everything is alright now. Oh well, looks like im not going for Hilsong conference, but now contemplating whether to go for church camp. Moreover, it is during the world cup so can watch world cup with church mates. Da jie u say u will watch with me ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for world cup to start, it never fails to entertain me. I can still vividly remember the 2002 world cup. Im gonna support countries like Togo, Angola, Saudi Arabia..... Im gonna support countries that are underdogs because the underdogs are the true champions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop writing here or typing or whatever, hope to update this more often, peaceout guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-114248886208165087?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/114248886208165087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=114248886208165087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114248886208165087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/114248886208165087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/03/16mar06.html' title='16/Mar/06'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-113698407458801072</id><published>2006-01-11T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T20:54:34.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/Jan/2006</title><content type='html'>Man, i should be updating this regulary. Not much happening through the week. Its been raining for 5 days now, everything was cancelled because of it. Soccer was cancelled, going out its too troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects are coming, exams are coming. How i wish i would quit school and play gigs forever. Hai~~~ . How i wish i could go for the Hilsongs conference, oh well pray hard i could go. The weekend would be busy for me. Playing for prayer on Friday, having youth on  Saturday and playing for service on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i living a boring life? After the Music Clef concert, there is nothing to look forward to except if i am playing for prayer or service which happens in the weekends.  Oh... i was told that T-Luda gonna resume its practises so ya and moreover either Jan or Feb there is a gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hope to see yall soon. Then can rock the house again. peaceout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-113698407458801072?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/113698407458801072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=113698407458801072' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113698407458801072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113698407458801072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2006/01/11jan2006.html' title='11/Jan/2006'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-113603893193648906</id><published>2005-12-31T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T22:22:11.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31/Dec/2005</title><content type='html'>Within 2hrs a new year will begin... Wow, how time flies. It was too long ago that i got my o level results and going to enrol into poly. Well 2005 has been good and bad to me. More good than bad. But it was not enjoyable when u have to wait for ur results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing i will remember for 2005 is that my love for music. Getting enrol to music clef. Getting gigs from there. Being a regular bassist for church. Trying to tap into the music industry. Knowing the people in it. Im Happy because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i hope 2006 will be kind to me. More gigs less schoolwork. So people out there. Need a bassist call me. So have a great 2006 guys. Be happy and cheerful always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-113603893193648906?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/113603893193648906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=113603893193648906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113603893193648906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113603893193648906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/12/31dec2005.html' title='31/Dec/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-113388404593498965</id><published>2005-12-06T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:47:25.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6/Dec/2005</title><content type='html'>December edition for this blog is here. Wow! in a blink of an eye, christmas is here.Not long ago, i was giving a performence for the residents at xmas and GTC was having a musical, Timeless. This would be a very busy xmas for me. Having a performence for xmas, new house would be up soon, getting ready for the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i want for xmas is my two front teeth, no.. i already have that. Well, my xmas wish is that i hope my love for music grows, more gigs for me, in short, i hope my fture job got to do with playing my bass guitar, i also hope that people will be happy, more and more people will come and know The Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for xmas to come, more presents receive, get to see al my relatives. So hope yall will enjoy what xmas has to offer. Be happy and if u want anyone to enjoy xmas with, u got me hahaha. peaceout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-113388404593498965?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/113388404593498965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=113388404593498965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113388404593498965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113388404593498965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/12/6dec2005.html' title='6/Dec/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-113197747273356204</id><published>2005-11-14T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T22:11:12.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/Nov/2005</title><content type='html'>Woah... it is been a while since i last touched this blog. Ok, first things first. Thanks for those who commented on the previous post. I appreciate ur comments, always remember them. A really hectic week. Finally the concert is over. I had a blast playing on the concert and T-Luda, u rock. End of the month, T-Luda will b playing in toa payoh, the date is not to be confirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for those who came to watch the concert. I really appreciate it. The concert was great, really great. From the students playing to the teachers band. I wanna perform more, more gigs. I must say, the teachers band was awesome. Jimmy, Din,Shukor,etc.... they were awesome. I mean really awesome and to be able to get to know these guys is really a previlege.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music Clef is really the place to be. I am gonna keep going to music clef to learn bass until im really gd at it. Thats all for now, really tired now. peaceout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-113197747273356204?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/113197747273356204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=113197747273356204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113197747273356204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113197747273356204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/11/14nov2005.html' title='14/Nov/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-113034693503238319</id><published>2005-10-27T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T01:22:17.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/Oct/2005</title><content type='html'>Hi guys... for this post, im gonna talk bout something that yall did not know. It is something that is kept in me for too long and i muz take it off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 12 midnight now, my parents are sleeping and my bro is still awake. You see, some people are good at expressing their emotions and some just like to keep it inside. There are some people that can easily pour out their problems easily and some just like to hide their problems to themselves. Your impression on me may change from reading this blog or may not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you see me now, it is just a facade. On the outside, i am just a cheerful, happy-go-lucky type of person. But on the inside, i am just a small, misunderstood, lonely boy hiding in one corner crying. The reason why i dont want people to see the inside of me because, i dont want to ruin other people day because i am sad. So thats why i am always smiling and happy when i am with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also another reason i am always happy with my friends because they are the ones that can truely put a smile or a laugh on my face(especially seconday school friends). They are a great bunch of people to hang out with and honestly speaking, i feel that i am more closer to my sec sch and poly friends than to my church friends. Because they speak the language that i speak. They enjoy the things that i enjoy. I am not saying that my church friends are bad. No they're not, they are wonderful, God-Loving people. But they always give me a vibe to back off from them(if i am wrong, i apologise but this is how i feel). So that's why i did not interact with my church friends for i period of time until at one faithful church camp. The youths in church are a great bunch of people, no doubt bout that. But none of them that i can express my problems or my feelings to(again if i am wrong, i apologise). For example, today. I just came back from a sec sch gathering and i must say i have really enjoyed myself. We laughed and always do crazy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;My sec sch friends always treat their friends as a brother, an abang as they say. Thats the kind of friendship that i did not feel with my church friends(if this is offending, i apologise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home, it is bout the same. No one i can really pour out my feelings at. I am not saying my family is disfunctional. I am blessed to have the family i have, i truely am. A God-Loving family, the way i wanted. But in the family of 4, no one understands me. You see, i dont understand my parents and they dont understand me. A generation gap thingy. I always feel that they loved my brother more than i do. My bro gets a room by himself, i still sleep with my mom. He can came back home at 12 midnight, i must be home by 10. When i always ask why the are like that, they will say either my bro is older or there is no reason at all. See, they would not understand me, and i dont understand them. Whenever i express my feeling out to my mom, she will say i am talking rudely to her. For example, when i came back home at 10.30. My mom was pissed because she ask me to come at 10. The reason why i am 30 mins late because i waited 45 mins for the bus to come and it did not arrive. When i told her that, she ask me to shut up and she told i am always in the wrong. You may say i am petty, but wouldn't you feel this way when you are misunderstood by your own mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's my brother. Brothers or sisters should be close, but thats not the case with me. Like i always, me and him are like the sun and the moon. We are of different worlds. I have never been very close with my brother. We will talk but barely. So i must say, if you have a close sister or brother, treasure it because God has given you something that i never have. My brother is a great person. He has God given talents. I will always do anything for my brother. Even if i have to give up my life. But i dont know will he do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is church. Church is a place where you find rest. I have found rest, but when it is with God. The church enviroment itself dont. From the vibe i am getting, i always feel that people look down upon me. You see, my dad is the head of music ministry, my mom does travel tickets for the members there(especially those going for mission trips), my brother is a well known music composer and piano mystero there and me, NOTHING(if i am really wrong bout this, let me know and if i am right bout this, let me know too)l. For example, last sunday my family and i went to eat lunch at a hawker center near church. One of our church members join us, and for the whole time, he's been prasing my brother thats he is a man, he is mature. Than me, he gave me shit, pure shit, saying i am troublesome. The best part was, my parents just sat there and laughed. You may say i m petty but how wolud you feel when someone say negative things bout you and your parents agree with it. See what i mean. Why, is it because my brother can write songs and musicals? Is it because he has his own car? Is it because he is great at the piano and i am just a bass player. You may call me whatever you want, moreover coming from christians. Sigh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now yall know what i really am. I am just a lonely boy in a lonely world. God please help get through with my life. No one understands me more than you do. Help me Lord. Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You For Reading My Sorrows&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-113034693503238319?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/113034693503238319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=113034693503238319' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113034693503238319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/113034693503238319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/10/27oct2005.html' title='27/Oct/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-112999678030625533</id><published>2005-10-22T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T23:59:40.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/Oct/2005</title><content type='html'>Tuesday: Went to Orchard to play LAN with the gang as that will be the last time to play with Chris D, he will be goin to camp on Friday. God Bless Chris and take care dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: End Semester Exams results has come out. Surprisingly, i passed all my subjects when i did not study at all. Thank God and give him praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Went to chruch for band practise for Dennis and Jean's (my cousins) wedding. That will be the fourth grandchild in the Chew family to get married. Man, our family is growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Like always, went to music clef for bass lessons. Was slightly dissappointed when the toa payoh gig was cancelled. But, there is the Suntec gig which will be a great show i must add. So please come, IT'S FREE ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Dennis and Jean's wedding day. A really happy occasion. Went to Uncle Ben's place for the tea ceremony, then went to church for sound check and to play for the wedding. All was smooth. Overall, it was a perfect day for the couple. Not only the family is expanding, i will be getting more ang pao money next year. Tomorrow will be the dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is sacred. Marriage is to be taken seriously. But nowadays, more and more couples are getting divorced. The reason, i dont know. But we cannot take marriage for granted. The vows, the signing of the papers, the significance of having it. So when you thoght you have found the right opposite. Get to know him or her more. Until both are comfortable with each other, than marriage can be an option. Marriage is like building a covenant with God. Divorce is like breaking a bond with God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-112999678030625533?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/112999678030625533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=112999678030625533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112999678030625533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112999678030625533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/10/22oct2005.html' title='22/Oct/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-112953573340381284</id><published>2005-10-17T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:55:33.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/Oct/2005</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, lets start from friday. Went to Music Clef for band practise again, my fridays are boring huh. Can't wait to perform. After that, went to church to play for prayer. Since there is no drummer, i played the drums. When you dun play a certain instrument for so long, you will get rusty, i mean really rusty. After prayer, went to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was Flag Day for church. The donations will go to Jia Ying Community Service that Glad Tidings Church is running. Done the Flag Day from 8am to 3pm. I must say that is not easy to ask strangers for donations. It really takes you out from your comfort zone, but there still good people out there that donated their hard earn money. After Flag Day was band practise for service on Sunday. So practically, i was out the whole day and did not get enough shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, woke early to go to church. After both service, went with to Orchard to play BF2 with Jere, Chris, Julian, Jonathan and Tanat. Truth to be known, there were no seats and we played XBox instead, fair trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats was how i spent my weekends. Peaceout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-112953573340381284?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/112953573340381284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=112953573340381284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112953573340381284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112953573340381284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/10/17oct2005.html' title='17/Oct/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-112918830399158656</id><published>2005-10-13T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T15:25:03.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/Oct/2005</title><content type='html'>Moses choose twelve leaders, one from each tribe of the Israelites, to be sent as spies to spy on Canaan, a land God has promised the Israelites. They were asked to gather information on the land. The spies reached a place in Canaan, Valley of Eshcol. They cut off a branch bearing a cluster of grapes. Two of them carried it on a pole between them, along with some pomegrants and figs. After the end of forty days, they returned from exploring the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spies came back to Moses and Aaron and the whole Israelite community. There they reported to them and showed the fruit of the land. They said that the land is flowing with milk and honey but the inhabitants there are big and powerful. Caleb and Joshua(Two of the twelve spies) slienced them them and said that the Israelites should go to Canaan and take possesion of it. The rest of the spies said that they cannot attack them for they are stronger than the Israelites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why the ten spies are too afraid to take possesion of Canaan because, they forgotten that God has promised the Israelites the land and instead kept on thinking about the odds that are stacked against them. True, the inhabitants of Canaan are big and powerful but what can be bigger than God. If God has promised something, he will sure keep to his word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsticals may come our way and hinder our lives. But that should not hinder our beliefs in God. A runner will not give in a middle of a race just because there is an obstical, he will jump over the obstical. What is different of that and our lives is, God will lift  u up and cross that obstical that you are facing. He will be there in the beggining of the race, the middle of the race and at the end of the race. Trust in the Him to help you get over your obsticals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often have we stepped right up to the edge of God's fulness, only to draw back because of unbelief? Are you there right now? Press on, despite the giants. God will give you all the ground you place your feet upon.Peaceout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So we see that they were not able to enter, because of their unbelief. Therefore, since the promise of entering his rest still stands, let us be careful that none of you be found to have fallen short of it."  (Heb 3:19-4:1)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-112918830399158656?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/112918830399158656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=112918830399158656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112918830399158656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112918830399158656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/10/13oct2005.html' title='13/Oct/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-112887577387245282</id><published>2005-10-09T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T00:36:14.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9/Oct/2005</title><content type='html'>A very busy weekend. Ok i start from friday because i did nothing on thursday. Friday, went to Music Clef for band practise. I must say u will not regret coming to the concert on the 7th-12th Nov. The band is getting tighter and tighter as each practise goes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday went to watch the movie Goal with my buds. For those who hasn't watch the movie, here's the spoiler. It is about a young kid,Santiago Munez, who has been living in poverty and hardship. He loves soccer abd hopes one day he could make it big in the soccer areana. One day, that dream came true. A former scout gave him the chance to play in one of the best club in the world, Newcastle United. Given chance after chance, he made it into Newcastle United first team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, which is today, went to church for service, played soccer with my buds and went to Music Clef for another band practise but it is with a different band. Although its been quite a while since we played soccer together, but still we have the skills in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie Goal not only toches on the topic Soccer, it also touches on the topic Dreams and Aspiration. Santiago's dream is to play soccer in the big leagues, but to achieve it, he has to make alot of sacrifices. It kinda link to reality. I may not know what are your dreams, it may be sports, it may be in music or it may be in the fashion industry, but in order to make your dreams come true, you will have to make alot of sacrifices. So it all boils down to is the sacrifices worth it. As youths, we will say yes, its worth it because we youths know no boundaries. We will not let anything hinder what we believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All it takes is that one opportunity to make our dreams come true. So why not go for it. Life is short, and in life we need to have a goal to achieve. Whether or not you will be successful in achieving it, but at least you can say you have tried and learn from it. So the age old question is still very relevant, What You Wanna Be When You Grow Up? peaceout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-112887577387245282?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/112887577387245282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=112887577387245282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112887577387245282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112887577387245282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/10/9oct2005.html' title='9/Oct/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-112850684620043214</id><published>2005-10-05T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T18:09:01.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5/Oct/2005</title><content type='html'>Living a life in Singapore is hectic and stressful some people may say. But thats how it is, we can't change it. The working people have to work to earn money in order to live the high standard Singapore life and we students, have to study hard in order to have a bright future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so caught up with work that we just simply lose our perspective in life. As i recalled when i was about to choose the course i want for my poly, i ask my friends what course are they taking? Many gave the different courses they want. When i ask them why they want to choose this course. Many said because it gives them a stable job for the future. The thought of having a stable job, a stable income have influence the way we lived. No more is the i want to do this because i love it, it becomes i want to do this because it will give me a good future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future is something we cannot control. We cannot hold our future so easily at the palm of our hand. But i know i can trust my future to someone called God and i know that, we has something planned for me. Since he has my future in his hands, why should i worry what would happen to my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's pressing problems sometimes create within us a hankering for times past - "the good old days". If we forget God's promise of future blessings, we will suffer from a lack of perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But one thing I do:Forgetting what is behind and straining towards what is ahead, I press on towards the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenwards in Christ Jesus (Phil.3:3-14)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-112850684620043214?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/112850684620043214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=112850684620043214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112850684620043214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112850684620043214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/10/5oct2005.html' title='5/Oct/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-112827152021000154</id><published>2005-10-02T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:58:08.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2/Oct/2005</title><content type='html'>In 2 days time, it will be my grandmom first death anniversery. But because it happens on a tuesday, the whole Chew family decide to have it today. So on this post, let me say something bout my grandmom. When my grandpa passed away many years ago, before i was born, my grandmom had to take care of 10 children all by herself. An impossible job to do but she did. One time she said to Pastor William Lee(Senior Pastor at that time for Glad Tidings Church), that she might not live to see to see her children get married, but truth to be known, she lived to see her grandchildren get married. One thing that strikes me of her, is that her willpower and her gentleness. She never gave up on her children. Always praying for them and hoping that they will be God-fearing people and she was always there for her children and grandchildren. What she has sowed on her children has reaped fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom always tell me stories on how my grandmom discipline her children and told me stories on how she lived through the war. I can always recall the times when she came over to my house to stay-over. Now it is hard to call her for stay-overs. On the day before she passed away, she was reading a passage from the bible Pslams 23:"The Lord is my shepherd, i shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters". I know why my grandmom like this verse. Because in her life, what she ask from the Lord, the Lord gives her. She lead a very peaceful life. No sickness fall upon her only she took pills for her high blood pressure. Even at her death, she just left in her sleep, leaving a smile on her face. When i saw her lying on the bed motionless and the grin on her face, it tells me that she left this world peacefully and with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is my shepherd, i shall not be in want. Simple words with a strong meaning. It means that to have the Lord as my protector as my shepherd, to watch over me, i am alright no harm will fall upon me. Who wouldn't to have a peaceful life? I am not saying that no troubles will come to our lives, there will come, but to lead a life cheerfully, not showing a down face or get worried for all sorts of things that which is not even there.Peaceout&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17308232-112827152021000154?l=playingthebass.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/feeds/112827152021000154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17308232&amp;postID=112827152021000154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112827152021000154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17308232/posts/default/112827152021000154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingthebass.blogspot.com/2005/10/2oct2005.html' title='2/Oct/2005'/><author><name>jacque</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02376446621551147016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17308232.post-112810047965728107</id><published>2005-10-01T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T01:14:39.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/Oct/2005</title><content type='html'>hey ya, nv expected myself to create a blog, see how the internet is so addictive. What a day it has been. Still feeling the after effects of the chalet, it was fun btw, able to see old faces and remembering the crazy times we have spent. Went down to suntec fir music clef band practice and guess who i met. PUAH TECK HAO, sorry HAU!!!!!!!!!!!!!! malaysian swimmer. Back to the music clef thingy, it was a good prac, we did alright. If yall wanna see us play. We will be performing at Suntec City on the 7-12th of November, its free btw so y not see us perform, its not like everyday there will be free performence. After that, headed to church, playing for prayer there. After prayer, my dad and i went to jalan kayu for prata, still the best in spore. Man, the flu is really getting to me. After that, went to fetch my mom from home and went to hotel meridian to see my bro perform. I must say that my bro is the master on the piano. Jazz, rock, blues, folk, nursery rhymes, national anthems, u name it he can play it. Got back home, exhausted and now writing this blog. A day which suppose to b a holiday for me, has bcome a hectic day for me. This is life in spore. U work more than u change ur underwear. But to be able to work for music and for my Lord God is worth it. I m able to find rest n peace from Him. As the bible say that come to him and u will find rest. That is so true. Cast all ur troubles onto Him. 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