<?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-29440271</id><updated>2011-12-02T19:48:12.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Following His Lead</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-6491101381404206312</id><published>2010-07-24T13:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T13:49:32.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so long ago &amp; HONEY!</title><content type='html'>Haha, it's been so long since I've blogged.  I even forgot about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm in the midst of writing my final paper for this semester.  Obviously I'm procrastinating right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say...mind is full of how to write about honey wound dressings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that honey has a lot of antibacterial properties?  It's so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caution: I do not advise you to apply honey to your wounds.  These are special types of honey that has been irradiated with gamma rays...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to writing...well making notes so I can start to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6491101381404206312?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6491101381404206312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6491101381404206312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6491101381404206312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6491101381404206312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-so-long-ago-honey.html' title='Oh so long ago &amp; HONEY!'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-2988492829859423606</id><published>2009-10-19T22:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:17:44.575-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I even bother?</title><content type='html'>Why do I even bother being nice all the time?&lt;div&gt;It's useless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least being mean will make me feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing couped up inside...just spilling everything I have outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take that world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder I enjoy talking about violence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*stab stab punch punch* *break some necks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to be a great nurse :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-2988492829859423606?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/2988492829859423606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=2988492829859423606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/2988492829859423606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/2988492829859423606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-do-i-even-bother.html' title='Why do I even bother?'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-8700973517243511799</id><published>2009-08-28T22:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T22:10:35.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye Sanofi!</title><content type='html'>Well, once again I have neglected to write in my blog for an extended period of time.  But it seems I may be able to redeem myself and write again (until I forget to do it and 2 months pass by).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was the last day at Sanofi Pasteur.  It has been a great experience in my point of view.  Learned plenty of stuff about the in's and out's of a vaccine company and actually got to learn how one of the was made!  Awesome!  Also learned much about the paper work that goes along with each batch of stuff that's made.  How annoying but still required.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than learning about vaccines and whatnot, I also met plenty of people there and it was great!  Some were more funny than others but they're all still nice people that I'm thankful to have met.  As well, there's the usual ACFers there that made the time at SP ever-so great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah yes, I also got a letter from York saying I finally got accepted.  Woohoo!  It's about time!  Now to do my HCP and police check before I fail my practical :S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon I will be off in a wilderness adventure.  I'm an amateur so hopefully I won't get mauled by a bear or a squirrel.  Weather network says it's going to rain, hopefully it won't be so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer is coming to an end.  Amount of rest I got: 0.  Amount of money I earned: enough to make me feel happy.  Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-8700973517243511799?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/8700973517243511799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=8700973517243511799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/8700973517243511799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/8700973517243511799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/08/bye-bye-sanofi.html' title='Bye bye Sanofi!'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-9004299447757003881</id><published>2009-07-05T21:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:22:36.858-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Midterm, Moving and Annoying Kids</title><content type='html'>So first off is the midterm I wrote for Psychology.  I got my mark back and thankfully, I did not fail.  I don't know how, but I passed.  I am truly amazed by it.  Actual studying only lasted a maximum of 6 hours, possibly less, and yet I still managed to pass.  I'm not saying I did well, but I the mark was higher than a 60%.  And that to me is already too high considering the amount of studying I did.  But I'm not going to take it for granted.  I've been actually pretty lucky with my two courses.  I need a 70% minimum for both courses to be on the safe side for getting into my program and somehow, some way I'm probably achieving that right now.  PTL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving took place last weekend.  I took half of Thursday off of work to go to York for an enrolment appointment to enroll in my courses.  Lucky me, it poured the 10 minutes I was outside.  Not talking about trickling rain.  I'm talking about lightning zapping the crap out of things and hail coming down on me with big drops of H2O.  By the time I reached the bus stop to take the bus to York, my pants and shoes were completely soaked.  I probably got splashed by one car, who was a jerk but can't blame him since there was hardly any room to drive on without a puddle, but I didn't really care.  Because by that time, I was already too soaked to notice any difference.  So once I reached York, the rained stops.  See, what luck!  Anyways, back to moving.  After getting home from York, I helped my dad and his friends to start moving some boxes over to the new house because we just received our keys to it.  We had a total of 3 vans and we made 2 trips, each van filled to max with boxes and other junk.  So we called it a day because it was getting dark and we were hungry.  After dinner, my parents and I had to go back to the new house to clean the carpet and paint the basement floor.  We ended up staying there until 12:30-1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the day off on Friday to help my mom unpack some of the stuff and to deal with the satellite, internet and phone people who were coming to install our gadgets and whatnot.  My mom and I were dropped off at 6:30am-ish by my dad because he had to go to work.  Afterwards, my mom and I unpacked some stuff, I did some readings and my Psych quiz and took care of the internet and stuff.  My sister came to pick us up in the evening to go home and to wait for my dad to do more moving.  So once my dad came home, we moved a few more stuff and continued to pack up the crap in our old house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday came and so did the movers at 7:30am.  My dad woke up at 6am in order to continue to pack up the basement because it was not even close to completion.  So of course I woke up to the sound of tape being ripped and movement of cardboard and knew that I should help my dad.  The movers came and that was the queue for my sister and I to leave for the new house for some reason.  A little later I was told to go back and help my dad and the movers.  So we drove back and helped them.  The funny thing is, even with all the moving we did beforehand and filling up the moving truck, there was still a big load of crap in our house to move.  So to cut the story short, the movers came Sunday morning to help move the rest of the stuff and we had to clean the house once everything was moved.  The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now to the annoying little brats near my house.  There's a lot of children in my new area.  Probably because there's an elementary school nearby.  But these kids are friggin' loud and running all over the place.  I wouldn't be surprised if one of them got runover one day and died because they're asking for it.  Anyways, I was walking my dog in the evening today and there's like a bunch of kids outside riding their bikes near my house.  Fine, that's okay, it's nice outside but be quiet, geez!  Of course, they're attracted to my dog.  What kid isn't attracted to small little dogs?  And my dog is one of those curious dogs that has to go up to everyone and sniff everything.  But when he's walking with me, tsk tsk, lol.  So I ignore the stupid kids and pull my dog along to keep walking so he can do his business and play at the park.  Then, one of the stupid kids start honking his horn to get my dog's attention.  My dog obviously looks back because he doesn't know what that sound is.  And because he looked back, they're all like "Look! Look!  The doggy looked back!".  And because of this simple act of curiosity, the kid continues to honk non-stop.  If I were one of those people that would express their emotions, that kid would not have a bike anymore, possibly not even a hand.  But I'm not.  I continue to walk with my dog while he continuously turns around to every honk.  After a few minutes my dog refuses to walk any further for some reason (later to find out he really wanted my mom and dad to walk him, what a picky guy) so we walked back to the house.  As I passed by the group of kids again, the same kid honks his horn again.  So as I walked by him I just stared at him with a look of "I'm going to snap you in half if you press it one more time".  And to my joy he stopped, muhaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I hate kids, I just don't like them at a certain age.  I like them when they're babies-2 years old.  Once they learn to be annoying, that's when they piss me off.  But once they mature a little and have to study, I'm fine again!  Stupid loisy brats.  If you were my kids and you did that to someone else, you'd never want honk a horn ever again because I'd shove it up your...(use your imagination..lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so that was a long post after a while of absense.  (All due to writing essay, doing my quiz and moving + working).  Hopefully I will be able to post more often once everything has settled down.  But who knows, maybe I won't be able to because I shoved a horn up some kids...(insert imagination here).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-9004299447757003881?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/9004299447757003881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=9004299447757003881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/9004299447757003881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/9004299447757003881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/07/midterm-moving-and-annoying-kids.html' title='Midterm, Moving and Annoying Kids'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-8565570484410735543</id><published>2009-06-20T21:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:29:15.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Studying</title><content type='html'>I don't think I've ever been that unprepared walking into an exam.  I've always studied for several days for an exam.  Minimum 2 days if I didn't have that much time.  But never in my academic career have I only studied for 6hrs for an exam.  A total of 6hrs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the result...I think I'm screwed = 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, can't do anything about that exam anymore.  At least I still have my final exam and a few more quizzes to try and bring my mark up.  But how much can I actually pull it?  Who knows ^shrugs^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather doesn't really help either since it rained the entire day.  And I missed the chance of going to the zoo.  How did I lose so much in one day?&lt;br /&gt;1. Exam went bad&lt;br /&gt;2. Bad weather&lt;br /&gt;3. Missed zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else did I miss?  I hope nothing else.  Sigh.  I don't think I'm depressed.  I just had an exam on depression.  And I don't see any signs of it in myself.  Or rather, I don't remember the symptoms of depression to actually diagnose myself...fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-8565570484410735543?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/8565570484410735543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=8565570484410735543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/8565570484410735543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/8565570484410735543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/06/lack-of-studying.html' title='Lack of Studying'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-5455975853920883949</id><published>2009-06-14T20:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:17:23.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the minor delay in submitting a blog entry.  Just busy and tired :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not much as really changed.  Work weekdays.  Study weekdays and weekends.  Packing the house since we're moving soon.  Trying to make sure I pass my exam on Saturday.  Trying to figure out when to write my Philosophy essay and make it better than last time.  Sigh.  So much to do.  If only I didn't have to take any courses during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was at the supermarket the other day with my parents.  I was standing with the cart waiting and then a little girl passed by.  She was holding a ball and kicking it around the store.  First of all, it was a chinese supermarket.  That means it's crowded, dirty and everyone is annoyed because of all the people.  On top of that now, a little girl is playing with her medium sized ball and dropping it on the floor every 5 seconds, kicking it around and not caring where people are walking.  I just don't understand why parents allow their kids to act that way or let them bring in toys like that.  Parents, sigh.  Never let me catch you with your kids doing that *cut eye*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss the weekend.  Work starts again tomorrow.  Stay weekend, stay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-5455975853920883949?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/5455975853920883949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=5455975853920883949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/5455975853920883949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/5455975853920883949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow-its-been-while.html' title='Wow It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-6715450262302823229</id><published>2009-05-28T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:50:38.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I said I'd Update Frequently</title><content type='html'>What what?  Who's done their philosophy essay?? Not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;600+ words  out of a possible 1250 words.  Half way there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6715450262302823229?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6715450262302823229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6715450262302823229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6715450262302823229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6715450262302823229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/05/because-i-said-id-update-frequently.html' title='Because I said I&apos;d Update Frequently'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-9001824593537342987</id><published>2009-05-27T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:55:25.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloomy Days</title><content type='html'>Ugh, another gloomy day.  This time with actual rainfall.  So tired the entire day at work.  Had to push myself to keep reading my psych textbook during lunch and on the bus.  Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally started to write my essay.  200 words so far!  I have an idea of what I want to write, but I just don't have the ideas sorted out in a good way.  Also I think my wording for that first 200 words is pretty crappy.  Sent it to my prof to see if it made any sense at all. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain always makes me think of a raindrop hitting a puddle of water.  The ripple effect, the plop sound it makes.  One drop causes so much disturbance in a pool of water but eventually it returns to its original calm state with an extra drop of water.  It's like when something disrupts your daily life.  It causes a wave of stuff to happen but when it's all over, everything returns to how it use to be but you've gained something from it all.  Experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can come home during these days and just sleep or relax.  I really don't like taking summer school while working.  Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-9001824593537342987?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/9001824593537342987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=9001824593537342987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/9001824593537342987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/9001824593537342987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/05/gloomy-days.html' title='Gloomy Days'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-8325701605011956747</id><published>2009-05-26T18:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:45:37.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Always Going Back</title><content type='html'>So for the past 3 weeks I've been working at a different department because either 1. my boss isn't here or 2. they have nothing for me to do.  Well, this week is no different.  I worked at my original building on Monday but then since they have nothing for me to do this week, they let me go back to the other department to help out again.  They said I'll have work next week when they've sorted everything out.  We'll see if they do or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to write my essay for philosophy but I don't really know how to write it.  I understand the topic but I just don't know how to start writing it.  It's like writer's block combined with you're not good enough to write a philosophy essay.  Truthfully, I'm not good enough to write this kind of essay.  I'm a scientist.  A person that seeks the scientific truth.  A person that only knows how to write lab reports and research proposals.  Not philosophy essays.  Not essays, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm struggling to start this essay, I am enjoying the topics that I have to read about.  Some are absolutely confusing while others are very interesting.  Maybe because I understand it but it really does make your mind work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a dark and gloomy day.  Hasn't rained yet but it definitely looks like it will soon.  Haven't started on working on the essay today.  Don't know if I will be able to even.  Can never concentrate on a rainy, gloomy, dark day.  Makes me sleepy and tired.  Maybe I'll make notes for the essay and then try to write it later.  If not, write it tomorrow.  No fellowship again it seems :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss ACF fellowship.  Such a tight group of people that throw whipped cream at each other or eat ice cream bars on the floor.  Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized today that while working, I injure myself pretty often.  On one hand, there's not scratches or scars or skin peeling off.  On the other hand (right hand), my palm side has skin peeling off and blisters.  On the knuckle side, I have scratches, scars and blood except on my index finger.  Dang I hurt myself too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-8325701605011956747?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/8325701605011956747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=8325701605011956747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/8325701605011956747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/8325701605011956747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/05/always-going-back.html' title='Always Going Back'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-9205156138936794061</id><published>2009-05-19T21:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:26:23.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day After Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>Sad that the long weekend is over.  But glad that it happened.  Still trying to digest all the good yummy food I had over the weekend.  Hotpot Sunday night, sushi Monday afternoon.  Massively expanded stomach now, muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard back from York about my whole grade issue.  And the verdict is...I'm alright!..sorta.  I can keep the 67% but my overall average for my last 10 courses must be a B.  So, I must have at least a 70% in both my psychology and philosophy to solidify my spot.  Or else...dun dun dun!  I do enjoy the two courses, except I read extremely slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read so slow that it took me 2hrs today at work to finish a 10 page chapter on vaccine manufacturing.  I read so slow that in first year, it took me __hrs to read 4 pages of classics (I don't remember how long it took...just really long).  I read so slow that I'm still on the same page of my readings right now for quite a while now.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to sushi now.  The new place was pretty good.  Hachitarou Sushi!  McCowan and Highway 7.  Prices are low for lunch, decent for dinner.  Food wasn't bad.  Service was alright, waitresses could smile a bit.  But the big thing was that the food came.  All the food we ordered.  It all came.  I was so happy!!  It will replace Yang's Kitchen from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been alright.  Today finally saw my manager for the first time.  Didn't have anything to do at work but read stuff.  Pretty boring but expected for the first day.  But I get to go back to what I did for the past 2 weeks because they need help with stuff (secretly saying hurray!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been slow.  Reading is slow as mentioned above.  At least I understood the philosophy stuff I read last night (not so secretly hurray!).  Psychology...been putting that off a bit.  But I have a quiz this week (eek!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall everything is going well.  God has been answering my prayers time after time and I'm so grateful.  I just hope I can follow through with the help He has given to me.  + oil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've come to a road block, don't let it stop you from moving forward.  You may not be able to move that road block by yourself, but with the help from God, anything and everything is possible. (thumbs up)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-9205156138936794061?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/9205156138936794061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=9205156138936794061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/9205156138936794061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/9205156138936794061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-after-long-weekend.html' title='Day After Long Weekend'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-4627485855044216049</id><published>2009-05-15T19:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T19:42:59.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend!</title><content type='html'>It's long weekend and it's time to be free!  Well, not really free for me but a bit more relaxed.  I still got to read stuff and start writing my philosophy essay.  I really don't understand philosophy.  Reading people's posts online makes me feel like I know even less.  Darn you smart people! *waves fist at you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a 67% in my psychology course (I really suck at memorizing for psych courses).  I need at least a 70% in all my courses in order to really secure my spot in the York Nursing program.  Yeah, I know, CRAP!  Ugh, one thing after another.  I just got back in and now I'm fighting for my life again.  Why can't I just rest and feel safe?  Although I still have 2 courses to fullfil, at least let me feel like I won't lose the spot.  Sigh, I set myself up for these things.  The worst part is that all my marks just submitted and the transcripts JUST got sent.  By Monday or Tuesday morning, the transcripts will be on the table of York University.  My gosh, I feel like crap.  Now I'm not even feeling relaxed like I planned to.  Frigggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has been going so well too.  I felt so happy that it was the weekend.  Been wishing for this day to come and now look what happened.  I'm being played here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, on the other note...well, there's nothing else to really say.  Work is fine.  Going to finally meet up with my manager for the first time after 2 weeks.  Not sure what's going to happen and where I'm going to work, but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'm going to dread the next few days.  I really hope I can stay in the program.  It'll be a record probably if I get kicked out again.  Wonder how long it'll take to get back in again.  That is if I can get back in.  Frigggggggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-4627485855044216049?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/4627485855044216049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=4627485855044216049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/4627485855044216049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/4627485855044216049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend!'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-1015290785940645987</id><published>2009-05-12T21:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:25:09.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reinstated!</title><content type='html'>Whoops, forgot to blog for a few days :p.  Sorry for those that actually read my blog, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I called York University to bother them about me being on the waiting list.  I called and it went to the front desk who sent me to the program assistant for the nursing program I'm applying for.  No one picked up so I left a message telling them to call me back.  Probably 10min later, they called me back and said that they've sent me an e-mail and I should look at it to find my answer for what my current status is.  I got home, got on the laptop and checked my email.  And to my surprise...I've been reinstated!  WOOHOOOOOO!!!!  Meaning they are accepting me again!  Will receive a new admission letter soon and need to do the appointment thing (which I will make tomorrow when I have the time).  I'm sooooo happy!!  Thanks everyone that has been praying for me!!  I actually haven't been praying about my schooling situation since I've had other stuff that really need prayer first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The odd thing is that, I only started to pray about getting into a school yesterday night.  Another weird thing is that, I had a dream where I was on the OUAC site and it said I got an offer of acceptance from a school but the school name wasn't show.  And what did I find today?  An acceptance!!!  WWEEEEEEE!!!  I'm soooo glad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy.....did I already say that?? WEEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEE!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-1015290785940645987?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/1015290785940645987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=1015290785940645987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1015290785940645987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1015290785940645987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/05/reinstated.html' title='Reinstated!'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-5098480873473051627</id><published>2009-05-08T22:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:35:26.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEKEND!</title><content type='html'>Yeahhhhhhh!!!! Weekend!!!!  I again do not know how parents do it every day.  I'm sore from just a few days of work.  And parents do it all the time!!  Props to all parents...*pounds chest*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,  the people I'm working with is pretty chill.  They don't really care if you take a little longer break or lunch.  They even encouraged me to take a little longer.  So nice!  Our manager even brought in a new cd player for everyone to listen to while working.  Too nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much to blog about right now.  Nothing interesting to say.  I'm actually getting tired at 10ish now and require sleep.  But I don't want to sleep so early on a Friday night.  Such a waste!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a story of what happened at work today.  We were sitting outside during lunch talking about random stuff.  Out of the blue, we started to talk about Pokemon cards.  Talked about how when we were younger we had Pokemon cards and traded them.  Then we got to which one was our most valuable one.  I don't know why we talked about it, but we did...hahaha.  Yeah....kinda random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy weekend everyone!  Enjoy it!  I'm going to sleep in for sure.  I crave it now.  Good to sleep in...hahahhaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-5098480873473051627?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/5098480873473051627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=5098480873473051627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/5098480873473051627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/5098480873473051627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/05/weekend.html' title='WEEKEND!'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-6663603955214126744</id><published>2009-05-06T21:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:39:04.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Work Work</title><content type='html'>Oh the work load starts to pile up now.  I don't know what to do when the school work load piles up even higher.  I can't do much about it now since I don't have the textbooks to do my readings until later so all I can do now is wait and do whatever I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For work, I'm actually beginning to start working now and all I can say is that it's tiring.  I hope my own manager comes back soon so I don't have to do what I'm doing now anymore.  So tiring.  I can't handle working like that.  Now I understand how parents must feel coming home from work and doing so much more stuff for their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to keep up my readings of the bible each day and it seems to be going well.  Not sure of what to read some times.  Randomly flipping through the bible and stopping somewhere to read a chapter.  Sometimes looking for a specific topic to read about.  I found this before, but God is pretty scary.  I've noticed plenty of places, mostly in the OT where His wrath is shown.  Scarrryyyy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really much to talk about today.  Tired.  Really tired.  Don't know how I'm still awake.  Yawning like crazy making me look like I'm emotional and crying, hahaha.  End it off here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight everyone.  Watch out for bed bugs.  They bite.  *bite attack!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6663603955214126744?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6663603955214126744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6663603955214126744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6663603955214126744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6663603955214126744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/05/work-work-work.html' title='Work Work Work'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-1450608147106587019</id><published>2009-05-04T20:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:06:15.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To the Rescue!</title><content type='html'>So today was the first day of work and it wasn't too bad.  It was only orientation so we all pretty much sat in a room for 8hrs with breaks here and there.  Getting paid to sit there and listen, can't complain or argue with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started the first day of distance studies for a psychology and a philosophy course.  I know, the course load is pretty bad.  I looked at the syllabus for each course and noticed a few things.  For psychology, I need a textbook to read and make comments on the discussion board plus weekly quizzes and 2 exams.  Not too bad except for the textbook, but luckily someone's taken the course before and hopefully the textbook is the same.  For philosophy, I needed a textbook and course package from Inprint (a printing store at UWO).  I looked at the syllabus and started to freak out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was I going to get this course package???  I'm in Markham, the course package is in London.  I'm not travelling 2hrs just to get a course package.  So I started to think of ways to get that course package to Markham without me going to London.  The only thing that came to mind was asking someone that's currently living in London to send it through mail to me.  So I started to scramble to think of someone who'd be willing to do this for me.  As I was doing this, I was talking to Justine and telling her my problems.  Suddenly, Cindy messages me and asks me why I'm taking courses still.  Then it hit me.  Cindy is in London and coming back soon!  PTL!  My stress has been taken away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little thing about a book caused me so much stress in that one hour.  But thankfully I was rescued!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now looking through the entire syllabus for both courses...I'm screwed, hahaha.  So much to do for them both.  Readings and essays and quizzes.  I'm going to die.  But never doubt God in the way he does things.  It may seem hopeless at times but you'll find yourself to be magically pulled through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-1450608147106587019?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/1450608147106587019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=1450608147106587019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1450608147106587019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1450608147106587019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-rescue.html' title='To the Rescue!'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-3940213128953822011</id><published>2009-04-30T22:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:56:51.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust (See Faith)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was suppose to be posted yesterday, but for some reason my keys were changed (ie. a became q).  So here is it...all finished...kinda...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I realized whenever I try to find something on trust, it will always refer me back to faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading Malachi last night before going to bed because in my bible the book subtitle was "When Faith Goes Weak" (I think...or weary...).  Considering all that's happened and more happening as these days go by, it would be wise to read about what happens when I start to lose faith in God.  Or maybe the book will tell me why I shouldn't lose faith.  Either way, I will still learn something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get too far since it was late and I was tired, plus I didn't want to try and read as much as I can since I won't understand anything.  After reading the first chapter, I found something I could relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-23097" class="versenum" value="7"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "You place defiled food on my altar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      "But you ask, 'How have we defiled you?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;      "By saying that the LORD's table is contemptible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-23098" class="versenum" value="8"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you bring blind animals for sacrifice, is that not wrong? When you sacrifice crippled or diseased animals, is that not wrong? Try offering them to your governor! Would he be pleased with you? Would he accept you?" says the LORD Almighty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malachi 1: 7-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've done that before.  Well, not literally.  When we have faith in God, we'd put down the best we have and trust that He will provide us with whatever we need.  But it seems like I've put down crap on the table and hoping God will provide me with the best things possible.  How could I be so naive to think that God would accept it??  Sigh, maybe that just shows how weak I am and believe things that I shouldn't, especially if it's coming from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to trust isn't as easy as one would think.  Thinking back and trying to remember the last time I put my trust in someone, when I truely opened everything up was a while ago.  There are always things people hide and won't trust anyone with that information.  But, of course, there is God.  The one exception to whom you can trust to keep that information safe.  But still, there are times when we don't utilize the things we have because to trust is to become vulnerable to everything (well, maybe not everything...some things for sure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I learn yesterday?  I suck at trusting, hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Action: Read more and maybe I'll learn to trust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I don't think my thoughts are that organized after reading all this again...oh well!  Have fun trying to understand it!...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-3940213128953822011?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/3940213128953822011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=3940213128953822011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3940213128953822011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3940213128953822011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/04/trust-see-faith.html' title='Trust (See Faith)'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-4794351970956358917</id><published>2009-04-29T21:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:19:47.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Worry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-23308" class="versenum" value="25"&gt;25&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-23309" class="versenum" value="26"&gt;26&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-23310" class="versenum" value="27"&gt;27&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?25 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23311" class="versenum" value="28"&gt;28&lt;/sup&gt;"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23312" class="versenum" value="29"&gt;29&lt;/sup&gt;Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23313" class="versenum" value="30"&gt;30&lt;/sup&gt;If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23314" class="versenum" value="31"&gt;31&lt;/sup&gt;So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23315" class="versenum" value="32"&gt;32&lt;/sup&gt;For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23316" class="versenum" value="33"&gt;33&lt;/sup&gt;But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. &lt;sup id="en-NIV-23317" class="versenum" value="34"&gt;34&lt;/sup&gt;Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew 6: 25-34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been worrying a lot in the past 4 days ever since Sunday night.  I found out that my offer from York got withdrawn and my supposed secure backup is now gone and has made me feel scared.  Scared about my future since I don't know where I'll be going or doing when September hits.  A lot of other things are getting me worried.  Starting of work, how to get to work, how I'll get to work when I've moved even further, money problems, etc. has made me want to bash my skull in.  I don't think I've ever felt so stressed in my entire life.  No exam or essay has made me feel this way ever.  Not even when I had 4 exams in 3 days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yeah, I started worrying but I remembered the cup that the ACF Women's Cell from 2 or 3 years ago gave to me.  It said "Do not worry".  So I looked up the passage on do not worry.  I read it, and when it hit "O you of little faith", I just felt horrible.  I know I should have total faith in God that He will pull me through.  I've prayed and asked God to help me continuously and it's not like He hasn't help me at all.  He's gotten me on the waiting list for York at least after countless efforts for the past few days of trying to get them to accept me back.  I was able to remember to send extra transcripts for other places when I thought I've already done it before.  After all that, I should have total faith in that He will pull me through.  And yet, I will worry so much of what to do.  Another thing that just hit me was OSAP.  I'd have to pay OSAP if I don't make it to any school for next year and then there's the interesting which will be accumulating while I await for schools to either reject me or accept me. FRIGGGGGGGG...I'm so worried.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's all been a good lesson right from the start.  I'm sure my parents were angry at me for not making sure all my application stuff for York was done properly but they didn't yell at me.  I know they probably wanted to but it was a mistake that I'd have to take responsibilities for and suffer for.  That's probably how it led to me remember to check transcripts and start worrying about if I've completed all my applications for the rest of the schools.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a way I'm glad all this is happening now rather than later, though it would have been nice for this all to never to happen but can't have everything.  I'm glad it's happening now because I'll be packing and moving and working later on and adding the pressure of trying to get to York will be too much for me to handle.  If I feel this crap right now about the stupid stuff I did now, then I'd feel suicidal if I found out later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's those times when you just want to crawl into a ball and cry it all out.  It feels like one of those moments for me right now, but I think there will probably be worse things in the future that I'd rather cry over.  So, as of now, I have yet to cry over these things as I await for future bad stuff to happen (secretly hoping they don't happen so I don't have to cry).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I can really do now is to pray and ask Him to continue to help me and support me in all ways possible.  All I can do is wait and not worry about it....but it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-4794351970956358917?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/4794351970956358917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=4794351970956358917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/4794351970956358917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/4794351970956358917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-not-worry.html' title='Do Not Worry'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-3564640665790314326</id><published>2009-04-12T13:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T14:14:16.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The End and New Beginning</title><content type='html'>Classes have officially finished last week and I miss it already.  Yes, that's right, I like class.  Class gives me something to do and not have to worry about finding stuff to do to fill in my time.  It also makes me come to school where I can see everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird how after these last few weeks, I won't be coming back in September for school anymore.  I always just left London and didn't feel any sadness that I had to go home.  But now that it has hit me that I won't be returning, all the memories I've made here are starting to make me not want to leave.  (Maybe I should pull a Doreen or Caleb :p.)  I hope I can hitch a ride from someone and come back to visit sometime :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember talking to grads from other years about how time flies after each year, and they said it flies even faster in 4th year.  And I have to agree, it sure does.  I wished school was 12 full months instead of 8 months.  It would be exhausting but it gives us more time to spend with each other and make more friends.  I've only begun to get to know the frosh and it's already seems too late!  I want to know how the other grads did it when they had to leave.  How did they leave here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to learn so much during my university career.  As I said during sharing time at this years ACF banquet, friendship is one of the things we shouldn't overlook in university.  I know first hand the great things friendship can bring.  Laughter, honesty, accountability, company, support, encouragement and FUN!  It hit me during the worship session at banquet how I loved to be here and how much I'd miss it here.  Being able to go out to eat randomly at someone's house.  Playing games until 4am.  Using school's internet bandwidth to watch shows and play games.  Playing snow football during superbowl season.  But most of all, just doing random things with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if people know why I go to Einsteins so much.  Yeah, I study there a lot in the morning and stuff, but it's also to be able to see all the familiar faces that walk by.  It's kind of what Kan said during his sharing about how being able to see people and just giving him a nod made him feel great.  Being able to hang out with friends, laughing at stupid jokes, making people feel awkward, or just simply studying together was a joy.  Seeing Einsteins empty makes me sad and with nothing to do except to wander and try to find everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do feel sad that I have to leave and move on to be mature, but I guess that's the process of life.  Some things have to come to an end but there is always a new door opening for a new beginning.  Just taking that first step isn't always as easy as you think it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts were pretty random it seemed, but I hope it all made some sense.  May everyone excel in their exams and studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-3564640665790314326?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/3564640665790314326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=3564640665790314326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3564640665790314326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3564640665790314326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2009/04/end-and-new-beginning.html' title='The End and New Beginning'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-3312999950892513928</id><published>2008-10-20T08:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:05:49.671-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens at a Greyhound Station Stays in the Greyhound Station</title><content type='html'>My Greyhound Story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just came back from Toronto because I had to do my PCAT exam.  While I was waiting at the bus terminal downtown to head back to London, there were two chinese people, a male and a female.  The girl looked like she was in a punk band by the way she dressed.  The guy, well, he looked like a perverted man with his long hair and beard.  These two weren't old, they were around 20-25 I guessed.  Anyways, so there I was standing there waiting for the bus to come.  The guy walks up to the girl and stands beside her to wait for the bus.  I was minding my own business when the couple dropped a ziplock bag on the floor.  Obviously I looked since I saw the bag drop on to the floor and it was in my peripheral vision.  The guy picks up the bag and leans on the railing again.  I looked and saw him with a piece of paper and he was rolling it.  I'm like to myself, "C'mon, you have to be stupid to roll weed while waiting for the Greyhound."  And he was stupid.  He was actually trying to roll weed!!  But due to his stupidity, he dropped the bag load of weed onto the floor and it spilled everywhere.  The girl tried to cover it up by spreading it around and blending it in with the rest of the garbage on the floor.  This is stupid, why would you do such a thing when there are security guards walking around and Greyhound employees going back and forth between buses.  He must have been desperate?  I don't know, it was just plain stupidity to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiram's Greyhound story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hiram was waiting for the Greyhound to come to head back to London one-day-some-time-I-don't-know-when-ago.  While waiting there was a group of 4 or 5 people whom he thought were all girls.  He knew this because all he can hear was girls talking behind/beside him.  Anyways, so he glanced and saw that one of the girls was hugging another girl from behind.  I assumed he thought this was normal girl thing to do.  So he obviously ignored this.  Until moments later, he heard a voice.  Not one of those girly girl high pitched squeaky voices.  But a manly deep rough voice.  Okay maybe not manly deep rough.  I just made that up because he didn't give me more details.  Just imagine it for now okay?  So he thought to himself, "Who the heck is that?  Isn't it all girls behind me?"  So Hiram turns around and there he was.  It was the girl hugging the other girl from behind.  It turns out she was a HE!  Now that's freaky.  How can you misinterpret a guy for a girl?  Okay, it's possible.  But he had to either look like a girl, dress like a girl or act like a girl.  I should ask Hiram what he looked like and the details but I'm too lazy right now.  But yes, she was a guy.  And Hiram would not have known if he hadn't spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird things happen at the Greyhound stations.  Many weird things.  Weird things that are unbelievable to many.  But these are all true stories.  Or are they???.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this was a book, you'd flip to the next page and see....&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;...this new page.  Continuation of previous page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...they are true stories, I'm not lying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-3312999950892513928?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/3312999950892513928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=3312999950892513928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3312999950892513928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3312999950892513928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-happens-at-greyhound-station-stays.html' title='What Happens at a Greyhound Station Stays in the Greyhound Station'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-7574154606620914409</id><published>2008-04-25T04:12:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:10:33.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with my Camera</title><content type='html'>Here are just some pictures of what I do when I play with my camera!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGS2i3zXcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rAb2cHf1ojk/s1600-h/IMG_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGS2i3zXcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rAb2cHf1ojk/s320/IMG_0558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193093311106342338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture of a weird looking shaped sticky tack on a glowing star....would be better if the star was glowing too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGUsS3zXdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NxSklB6sfc4/s1600-h/IMG_0561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGUsS3zXdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/NxSklB6sfc4/s320/IMG_0561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193095334035938770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!  There we go.  A glow-in-the-dark star with sticky tack shaped like......something weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGVMy3zXeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JLUSI_D0a9c/s1600-h/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGVMy3zXeI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JLUSI_D0a9c/s320/IMG_0537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193095892381687266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of my sunglasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGVeC3zXfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cnIggHvmbEE/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGVeC3zXfI/AAAAAAAAAAk/cnIggHvmbEE/s320/IMG_0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193096188734430706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this picture a lot.  The details are cool!  &lt;3 Black and white photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGWFi3zXgI/AAAAAAAAAAs/AxA9WtHH6WQ/s320/IMG_0480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193096867339263490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last picture I'm showing is my guitar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-7574154606620914409?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/7574154606620914409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=7574154606620914409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/7574154606620914409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/7574154606620914409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2008/04/playing-with-my-camera.html' title='Playing with my Camera'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_br6v2FATaKo/SBGS2i3zXcI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rAb2cHf1ojk/s72-c/IMG_0558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-6687287762818781776</id><published>2007-12-20T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T17:51:31.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a Failure!! (yes, this is a rant)</title><content type='html'>URGHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid.  How can I not get a 60 in evolution??!!  URGGHHHH!!!!  Why must I put more pain and suffering onto myself??!!  Re-taking orgo was bad enough...now I have to retake evolution also?!  This is madness!!  OMGosh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone kill me now!!!  Why do I have to do this again??!!!  AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what to do with my life anymore.  What am going to go into for my program?  What kind of job would I get with the crap marks I have?  What am I doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would do loads better this year.  It seemed alright with the two marks that came out first.  I knew ecology was going to be tough but I still don't have to retake it.  DARN IT!  Evolution ruined it all.  Now I'm so confused and rattled about what to do with myself.  Should I give up?  Should I kill myself?  Should I keep trying?  Should I think of more backup plans that might not even succeed?  I don't know anymore.  My school/career life is so messed up now.  A two digit number can do so much damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO CONFUSED AND PANICY (not sure if that's a word or not)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the effort I put into studying?  Or is it just my understanding of how evolution works?  Who cares if we may have diverged from hominids?  Who cares if our LUCA (last universal common ancestor) changes?  Who friggin cares about genetics??!!  MY GOSH!!  Why is genetics part of evolution.  It already has it's own course all alone, why does it have to be in evolution as well?!!  OH MY GOSH!!!  Why won't this suffering end?  If evolution was a person, I'd stab the heck out of it.  No, not just stab.  I might just even cut it into pieces, deep fry it and feed it to genetics since they like being together so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new emotion to express my anger and desire to murder evolution.  I need to punch something.  I need to release this madness within onto something.  I need to bash someone's face in or smash someone's head into a brick wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, so much anger....dang....no wonder people call me violent....it is pretty true...but these are just words and no actions will follow...sigh....i should have just made better life decisions when i was younger....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO THE FRIG INVENTED OR CAME UP WITH THE IDEA OF EVOLUTION??!!  WAS IT DARWIN??  I'M GONNA TRAVEL BACK IN TIME AND KILL YOUR FINCHES!!! THEN SEE HOW YOU'LL COME UP WITH THE THEORY OF EVOLUTION!!!  I'M GONNA KILL YOUR GRANDFATHER TOO!! (i think it was his grandfather..or father...or uncle...or brother?)  HE CAME UP WITH THE STUPID COMMON ANCESTOR THINGY!!! HE MUST DIE TOO!!! YOU ALL MUST DIE TO SATISFY MY ANGER AND THURST FOR BLOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang...that is violent.....sheesh...i should really stop being so angry and find a different way of doing things....sighhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*on long last sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: don't think I'm gonna kill someone.  I won't. I was just kidding/trying to express my anger and depression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6687287762818781776?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6687287762818781776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6687287762818781776' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6687287762818781776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6687287762818781776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/12/such-failure-yes-this-is-rant.html' title='Such a Failure!! (yes, this is a rant)'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-35650612424907601</id><published>2007-12-06T10:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T10:17:48.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!</title><content type='html'>eerrr...i'm just bored...and i don't wanna study right now...too early....too lazy....too hungry...&lt;br /&gt;mmmm..food....*drools*&lt;br /&gt;uhhh...i'll try to post some stuff...dunno when but i'll try&lt;br /&gt;good luck all in exams and stuff&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. buy me presents...hahahahahhaha..j/k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-35650612424907601?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/35650612424907601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=35650612424907601' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/35650612424907601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/35650612424907601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-6411851218195370703</id><published>2007-06-10T05:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T05:28:45.882-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep</title><content type='html'>It's 5:26am on my clock and I'm still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not asleep yet?  Is it because I took a long nap during the day?  If it is, then I'm never taking naps that long ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I couldn't sleep, I decided to watch Wimbeldon (sp?).  For some reason I wanted to watch this when the movie first came out.  ^shrugs^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to sleep after the movie but still couldn't.  The sky is turning blue now.  I'm gonna be doomed during the day now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is sleeping and not like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6411851218195370703?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6411851218195370703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6411851218195370703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6411851218195370703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6411851218195370703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/06/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-3938119338448477157</id><published>2007-06-01T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:04:51.101-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Triad</title><content type='html'>I went to sleep yesterday (actually this morning) at 2am.  Woke up at 5am because of a nasty stomach ache which made me stay up afterwards.  So what did I do so early in the morning?  Well, lets rewind back to yesterday first.  Yesterday after class and working on a library assignment, I came home and started to watch "Young and Dangerous".  There is a total of 6 movies, and I watched 5 of them yesterday, lol.  So obvious I would finish the last movie if I woke up at 5am with nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie "Young and Dangerous" talks about the triads in Hong Kong, Taiwan and Japan.  I was thinking how Christians are not that different, aside from the killing and other nasty business.  Triads want to spread and make their turf bigger; Christians want to spread the gospel to the world.  Only difference is that they kill/do drugs/threaten/etc to accomplish their goal, and we don't.  They worship a God like we do, just not the same God.  Yeah, you can say we are totally different from them but you can't deny that we resemble in some ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have brothers and sisters in Christ, they also have people they call brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The triad would take a knife to the back, a shot in the chest, a punch to the face, a burn the neck for their fellow brothers and sisters.  This makes me wonder if my brothers and sisters in Christ would do that or not.  Though traid members tend to be disloyal, but when they are loyal, nothing can break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we take these blows from satan for our brothers and sisters?  I'm pretty sure we can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-3938119338448477157?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/3938119338448477157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=3938119338448477157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3938119338448477157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3938119338448477157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/06/triad.html' title='Triad'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-4478212920419602709</id><published>2007-05-27T21:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:40:29.784-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>I wonder if guys can have PMS just like females do.  If we do, then that explains some of my mood swings, lol.  I find myself to get mad or annoyed by a lot of things lately.  Just minor things too, nothing really big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Naz today for the first time.  Pastor Junior is really charismatic, and I like it.  I like the passion he has for Christ.  The worship was led by Roger and I found it to be great as well.  I wouldn't mind going there again some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has been going on.  Class, finish homework, game, anime, game some more.  That's pretty much my life right now.  Nothing special.  Lots of struggles it seems lately.  Not going to say it all here because I don't really know exactly what they are.  Just feels like I'm struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like going back to my Asian roots, haha.  Maybe I should pick up my chinese again.  Should try to make it my goal.  Should actually start making a lot more goals so my life doesn't seem meaningless to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-4478212920419602709?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/4478212920419602709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=4478212920419602709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/4478212920419602709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/4478212920419602709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/05/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-3882043175256029932</id><published>2007-05-23T12:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T12:17:07.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wartime Mentality</title><content type='html'>I was at West London on Sunday and Pastor Wilkins brought up something by John Piper.  I found it to be quite interesting so I decided to search it up and post it here.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When I go back and read my journal one of these years, the end of 1983 and the beginning of 1984 will be dominated by two phrases: frontier missions and wartime mentality.  More than ever in my life the stark reality of thousands of people groups unreached by a "peaceful" western church, has been branded on my brain.  More and more it troubles my heart. The logic of love is irresistible.  If I love the lost I will seek to save them from perishing.  If I love the glory of God I will work to overcome the worldwide ignorance and belittling of that glory.  The blinders are beginning to fall off of my eyes and the bombshells of the unseen war are beginning to explode with terrible brightness all around me.  I am coming to see the peacetime mentality that dominates our church and our conference as a tactical victory of Satan -- the result of a kind of nerve gas from Satan's arsenal of chemical weaponry that gives the soldiers of Christ a kind of stupor in some and religious euphoria in others, and eventually puts them to sleep at the gates of the enemy, and makes them utterly oblivious to the cries of the P.O.W.'s behind the wall.  Who but Satan could devise a chemical weapon which when spread over the army of Christ would make them content simply to hold worship services and support groups at the door of Satan's dungeon?  Picture the Allied troops landing in Germany, marching victoriously toward the smoke from the ovens of Dachau, and then stopping at the gates, setting up camp and having a big Bavarian beer bust to celebrate while the Gestapo finishes murdering 5,000 Jews behind the gates.  Satan is satisfied with all our religious activity as long as it does not move us to break down those gates to rescue the perishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Therefore, at the top of my agenda these days has been the question: how can I get myself and the church awake to a wartime mentality?  Is there some way to break the spell?  Picture a great army asleep with mighty weapons in their limp hands and armor in their tents.  Picture them sleeping in the fields all around one of Satan's strongholds.  Suddenly, an eyelid blinks, a head lifts and looks around.  Then another and another.  A strange awakening spreads through the field.  Muscles are flexed.  Armor fitted.  Swords sharpened.  Eyes meet with silent excitement.  The light in the commander's tent goes on, the generals gather and the strategy for the attack is laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;What has happened?  The &lt;u&gt;Holy Spirit&lt;/u&gt; has begun to move upon the armies of the Lord.  "Awake, O sleeper, and arise from the dead, and Christ shall give you light … Do not be drunk with Bavarian beer but be filled with the Holy Spirit … Put on the whole armor of God … and take the sword of the Spirit which is the word of God … Keep alert … and help each other be bold" (Eph. 5:14,18; 6:11,17-19).  There is only one power that can break the spell of Satan, waken the armies of the Lord and rout the god of this age -- the power of the &lt;u&gt;Holy Spirit&lt;/u&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-3882043175256029932?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/3882043175256029932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=3882043175256029932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3882043175256029932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3882043175256029932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/05/wartime-mentality.html' title='A Wartime Mentality'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-6831756173848269298</id><published>2007-05-11T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:38:07.228-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre   style="font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;font-size:10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;A few weeks ago at P&amp;R's, Doreen brought up this song but didn't&lt;br /&gt;remember the whole song.  So I decided to look it up!&lt;br /&gt;This was a pretty good song, so I decided to share with you all!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful For Your Fellowship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I think of you, my heart is filled with joy.&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for all you've meant to me.&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have helped me serve the Lord in many, many ways.&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are partners for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for your fellowship;&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankful for your partnership,&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for the love we share in Je-sus Christ.&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the joy we've known,&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for the way we've grown.&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God each time I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is using you to give this gospel to this land.&lt;br /&gt;Your whole life is serving Him some way.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure He'll carry on, His work will not be done.&lt;br /&gt;Until Jesus comes again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;Verse 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always in my heart, it's right for you to know,&lt;br /&gt;I love you because of Jesus' love.&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying everyday, your love will grow and grow,&lt;br /&gt;Guided by His wisdom form above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pwaCL"&gt;Verse 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you choose to do His will, He'll free you from all sin,&lt;br /&gt;You will face His judgment without blame.&lt;br /&gt;Then when Jesus comes again, your life will be&lt;br /&gt;Fulfilled giving praise and glory to God's name.&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6831756173848269298?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6831756173848269298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6831756173848269298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6831756173848269298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6831756173848269298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/05/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-1617836725748518454</id><published>2007-05-09T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T19:23:58.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i passed?  I PASSED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Celebrations!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord really for this year.  I don't know how I passed but I did.  Even though I need to retake one course for a better mark, I'm still glad that I somehow made it through the harsh 2nd year combos.  Walking into a lot of my exams, I didn't really feel that confident.  And when I was writing them, it just made me feel even worse.  Leaving most of them before the 2 hr mark made me feel nervous as to whether or not I'll pass.  But praise the Lord!  Not only did I pass, but I passed with a higher mark than I anticipated!  Now all I have to do is not to screw up the next 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Proverbs 27 yesterday and read a few good quotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-17179" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; Perfume and incense bring joy to the heart,&lt;br /&gt;    and the pleasantness of one's friend springs from his earnest counsel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-17181" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; Be wise, my son, and bring joy to my heart;&lt;br /&gt;      then I can answer anyone who treats me with contempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-17187" class="sup"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; As iron sharpens iron,&lt;br /&gt;      so one man sharpens another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-17189" class="sup"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt; As water reflects a face,&lt;br /&gt;       so a man's heart reflects the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say about them.  They just stood out to me when I read them.  Hopefully they'll mean something to others when they read it.  I think I like verse 11 a bit more than the rest because it applies to what I need right now, answers.  So I guess I can't be stupid anymore and do stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for a job in London and Toronto.  The Lord will provide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep having a great summer!  Turn those A/C's up so we can have another power outage...hahaha!  Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-1617836725748518454?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/1617836725748518454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=1617836725748518454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1617836725748518454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1617836725748518454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-passed-i-passed.html' title='i passed?  I PASSED!'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-1022110033543918530</id><published>2007-05-06T13:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T15:07:15.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Satan</title><content type='html'>So I woke up this morning from a phone call.  It was Shelby giving me a call making sure I got up to go to church.  Even though it was 15 minutes before the service started, I was pretty happy that God sent someone to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the house with about 5 minutes before service started.  Hearing that MCBC was pretty close to where I lived but parking was madness, I decided to walk there.  Without knowing how the building looked like or where it really was exactly, I kept walking.  At some points I even began to run a bit hoping I'd find it in time for the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at an intersection, seeing two buildings in different directions.  One was big and white, the other I could only see the tip of the building.  Thinking churches might usually be white for some reason, I raced towards the big building.  As I walked closer, I was wondering where the cross on top of the building could be.  Also where all the cars are.  The parking lot was pretty much empty when I got there.  There was no sign or anything near the building saying what it was.  So I walked around to the front to find that it was not a church at all.  I turned around and headed back to where I was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to go to the other building which seemed a bit further away than the first building.  While I was walking/running, I came across Logo's Baptist Church.  I was thinking of just going there but didn't seem like they were going to start service soon.  Since I told my parents they can come find me at 10:30am (after service), I decided not to go to LBC.  I kept walking and walking but I couldn't find that building.  I looked up to try and see the roof but it was no where to be found.  It was already 9:50/9:55am.  There was no point looking anymore seeing how I missed 30minutes of the service already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I learn from all this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that satan tries really hard to keep you away from God.  During the walking and running, the thought of just giving up kept running through my head.  But I realized that satan was at work here and ignored him as much as possible.  Even though at the end I didn't go to church, I learned a lot from the morning running around.  God will continually give you strength to fight satan.  He will protect you when you walk alone on the streets.  Even when you take the wrong road, He will bring you back safely on the right road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone learned something from their own church service!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-1022110033543918530?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/1022110033543918530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=1022110033543918530' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1022110033543918530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1022110033543918530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/05/fighting-satan.html' title='Fighting Satan'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-6681971566914246994</id><published>2007-05-05T14:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T14:49:03.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Future</title><content type='html'>There's been a lot of talk about the future these past few days for me.  "What do you want to do when you graduate?" is the most frequent question that has been asked.  And my answer is always the same, "I don't know yet."  I really don't know what I want to do when I graduate.  I have no clue as to what my future will look like.  I try not to picture it too much because I may get disappointed at the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you picture your life to be, it may never end up the way you want it to be.  Some say they don't want to be married or have kids then BAM!  You're married with a gazillion kids running around your house.  That's how life is, full of unexpected things.  I guess that's how it should be.  If your life is predictable, then where would the excitement and fun be?  Whether you believe in predestination or free will, you can't predict the future either way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I should really think about the future.  If I don't prepare myself for whatever is ahead of me, then I'll be so confused and lost when the time comes.  How am I suppose to prepare for the future though?  I don't really feel like learning a bunch of things that may not help me in the future.  It would seem like a waste of time.  But I don't really know which things will be helpful or not.  Argh!  Why must it be so hard?  Oh well, I can't do anything about it but let God deal with this.  These things are out of my range so whatever I am lead to do, I will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if anyone knows a good job in the field of science, please help me get a job!  Hahaha, I really want a job!  Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6681971566914246994?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6681971566914246994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6681971566914246994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6681971566914246994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6681971566914246994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/05/future.html' title='The Future'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-5530819534847985181</id><published>2007-04-30T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:36:41.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That's The End of 2nd Year</title><content type='html'>Another year has come and gone.  So many new memories and friends have been made.  With new things, old things must be given up.  Old memories and old friends are gone, but it's for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams were the worst this year.  All of them were pretty killer, but God has kept me alive through it all and hopefully passed me.  I've learned many things.  Both about the things I study and the things about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I have a lot to say but I just don't know how to say them for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people to thank, that's for sure.  Too many to name, so hopefully you all know who you are.  But for sure, thanks to all the grads.  They have made my second year a blast.  All the things they taught me and shared with me.  I would not be what I am today without them.  Not talking about the Summit influence, but the growth with God.  He's shown me so much through all of them that I'm just overly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the late night lan parties, random bowling or random crashing someone's house.  It's been a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss these times.  Nothing would be able to replace them.  Thanks everyone.  Thank you God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-5530819534847985181?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/5530819534847985181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=5530819534847985181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/5530819534847985181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/5530819534847985181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/04/thats-end-of-2nd-year.html' title='That&apos;s The End of 2nd Year'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-2377597932214590848</id><published>2007-03-24T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T14:26:54.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter to Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even in laughter the heart may ache, and joy may end in grief. - Proverbs 14:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first read this, the first thing that came to my mind was, "This is really true."  Not only for me, but I'm sure that this is true for everyone.  Looking back in time and even now, some of the laughs I enjoyed was just covering my aches, pains and sorrows.  The worries I had were hidden away, the suffering was held within.  I usually tell people to not keep things inside because it's not healthy for them, in an emotional/mental way.  But yet I don't listen to what I say.  So hypocritical eh?  Even though I know how bad it is to keep things hidden away inside, locked away never to be seen or heard by anyone, I still do it.  Maybe it's just I haven't found anyone I can tell, or I just don't want to burden others with what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon T. came out onto the stage at coffeehouse with 5 or 6 backpacks hanging from his arms and shoulders.  All the burdens, worries, etc were too heavy for him.  One by one, he let them go, taking the weight off himself.  Too bad they aren't actually that easy to drop onto the floor and walk away from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"But we all bleed the same way as you do, and we all have the same things to go through." - Good Charlotte: Hold On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video for this song was originally speaking to people who ever thought about suicide, people who experience it and survived, and others who knew someone that suicided.  Not that I am thinking about it, it's just what the video was talking about.  The sentence just reminded me of how everyone goes through the same things as well.  Everyone keeps a lot of things to themselves so they can't be hurt by others or burden others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I will slowly be able to let these things go, one at a time.  But for now, I'll just need to deal with them.  Through the strength that God has given, it shall be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-2377597932214590848?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/2377597932214590848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=2377597932214590848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/2377597932214590848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/2377597932214590848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/03/laughter-to-tears.html' title='Laughter to Tears'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-4059182862892672336</id><published>2007-03-09T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T18:23:52.388-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Planks</title><content type='html'>I was watching the new Love and Marriage sermons at Men's Cell on Wednesday with the other guys.  The first video we watched was talking about how there is no perfect person.  The speaker asked the women to name qualities that they look for in a man.  Intelligent, hot, emotionally available, and a few other ones were named.  The men were asked the same question regarding to women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker began to share about her past.  How one of her ex-boyfriends broke up with her, not because her personality, but because of her body.  Because of this one detail, one thing that she did not have, he broke up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? - Matthew 7:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That small speck of sawdust (our imperfections) leads us to such ignorance.  We only see other's imperfections when we have such a big plank stuck in our own eye.  Who are we to judge them?  Who gave us the permission to judge others by what they did, where they went, how they did things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker made a very good point that I never thought about.  We all have planks in our lives, but I didn't see that Jesus died on 2 planks nailed together.  There are two people in a marriage of course, and both the man and woman has a plank.  Just because they have these planks does not mean they should not be together.  These planks were taken away by Jesus when He died on the cross.  One plank from the man, the other from the woman.  He took them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone, we are only one plank.  Together, we form the cross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-4059182862892672336?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/4059182862892672336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=4059182862892672336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/4059182862892672336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/4059182862892672336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/03/two-planks.html' title='Two Planks'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-3366365512337660934</id><published>2007-03-02T09:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:53:25.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-16638" class="sup"&gt;35&lt;/span&gt; For whoever finds me finds life&lt;br /&gt;       and receives favor from the LORD.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span id="en-NIV-16639" class="sup"&gt;36&lt;/span&gt; But whoever fails to find me harms himself;&lt;br /&gt;       all who hate me love death."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    - Proverbs 8:35-36 (Wisdom's Call)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title "Wisdom's Call" is so awesome.  Wisdom is actually calling out to us, telling us to search and receive her.  By discovering wisdom, we find life.  It's that simple!  But how do we find wisdom though?  It's not like wisdom is playing hide-and-seek with us.  Wisdom can be found by reading the bible and asking God for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1 Kings 3, Solomon asks the Lord for wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-8826" class="sup"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So give your servant a discerning heart to govern your people and to distinguish between right and wrong. For who is able to govern this great people of yours?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-8827" class="sup"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Lord was pleased that Solomon had asked for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-8828" class="sup"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So God said to him, "Since you have asked for this and not for long life or wealth for yourself, nor have asked for the death of your enemies but for discernment in administering justice, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="en-NIV-8829" class="sup"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will do what you have asked. I will give you a wise and discerning heart, so that there will never have been anyone like you, nor will there ever be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord was happy that Solomon asked for wisdom.  What holds us back from asking for wisdom as well?  If we have the right heart for it, the Lord will for sure grant us with it.  With the new wisdom, we would be able to find new life, according to what wisdom tells us.  What is this new life that we would find though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 36, it says that if we do not find wisdom, then we will harm ourselves.  If you think about that, it's true.  Without wisdom, we tend to do things that are stupid.  We begin to hurt ourselves physically, mentally and emotionally.  But we do this to begin with anyways.  Therefore, we ask for wisdom.  Wisdom that will allow us to see the wrongs we have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom is awesome, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-3366365512337660934?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/3366365512337660934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=3366365512337660934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3366365512337660934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3366365512337660934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/03/wisdom.html' title='Wisdom'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-6382504965735426926</id><published>2007-02-23T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T01:21:08.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lent</title><content type='html'>Oh boy, going to lent both gaming and anime-watching.  This won't be easy!  Well, gaming wouldn't be too hard.  Don't play that much anyways, but anime is going to be the tough one.  Grrr...must...do....it...*waves fist at the writers and creaters of anime that make it so nice and exciting to watch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home for the weekend and the back in here for super dupper studying spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6382504965735426926?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6382504965735426926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6382504965735426926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6382504965735426926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6382504965735426926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/02/lent.html' title='Lent'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-290440042830167004</id><published>2007-02-15T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T17:06:01.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Microtubule length vs. Time</title><content type='html'>Hahaha...I was just looking at this figure in my cell biology textbook and thoughts just came to me.  It's Experimental Figure 20-9 for those that have this textbook.  For those who don't, it's a graph showing the relationship between microtubule length and time.  It's pretty much just a graph that goes up and down sharply with pointy ends.  At the peak, it has an arrow pointing to it saying catastrophe and at the lowest point it says rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the line moving all the way up towards catastrophe, it reminds me of someone building up anger or someone being so depressed all the way up to that point.  Then they just fall all the way down to the lowest point where they will be rescued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of life.  The highest point could also mean an achievement or when we feel extremely proud or something of that sort.  But at that point, we become most vulnerable as well, hence catastrophe.  And if we get affected, we fall.  We fall down hard.  At our lowest point we get rescued only to continue the cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, not sure where I am going with this.  It just came to my mind when I saw it in my textbook, even though I saw this in class as well.  hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-290440042830167004?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/290440042830167004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=290440042830167004' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/290440042830167004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/290440042830167004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/02/microtubule-length-vs-time.html' title='Microtubule length vs. Time'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-3141772921970197514</id><published>2007-02-03T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:20:48.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed?!</title><content type='html'>I think I am finally stressed.  After so many years, I feel stressed now.  This is probably due to the fact that I did poorly in first term and now need to do extremely well in second term.  The pressure is on even more now.  In a way this is good.  Would cause me to be less lazy, even though I'm not as lazy as before.  Ah well, life is like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold today!  This is the first day which I felt cold.  The wind is skin-piercingly cold!  I couldn't feel my nose when I walked from the bus stop to my house.  The worse part of that was the direction of the wind.  It was blowing into me!!!  BRRRRR!!!!  Time to finally wear my winter jacket?  Maybe, maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arg, school.  How I love it yet it tries so hard to kill me.  Why must you do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wet Willies are fun.  Janine and Theresa are my #1 victims.  Theresa more.  Her reactions are so funny.  Need to master the double ear wet willy.  Watch out you two! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-3141772921970197514?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/3141772921970197514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=3141772921970197514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3141772921970197514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3141772921970197514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/02/stressed.html' title='Stressed?!'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-6975676626459675158</id><published>2007-01-27T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:52:15.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun+Games But Time To Be Serious</title><content type='html'>So much has happened in such a short time.  Went to retreat last weekend with my everyone in ACF.  It was awesome I have to say.  At first I didn't feel like going on the day of departure, but I don't regret going now.  The day started off with a lot of snow.  Why did it have to snow?  But at night after dinner,  we all walked out to head over to a different building, the snow stopped and guess what!  The sky cleared up = stars everywhere!  I got to sit outside in the cold and just stare at the luminous helium and hydrogen in the sky (taking astronomy so yeah...).  I think I saw a total of 3 shooting stars, it was wonderful.  The talking/sharing was an added bonus that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, my small group was in charge of prepping breakfast.  This was probably my most memorable part of all retreats so far.  First off, Shaggy appeared out of nowhere!  Glad he could make it for just that one day.  At my breakfast table, I realized I was eating cereal with milk.  This is not a good thing considering I'm starting to be or already am lactose intolerant.  So we started to talk about farting and how the silent ones are the most deadly (EBD).  We also talked about how we would tilt to one side so that we wouldn't make any sounds when we farted.  This would make it less embarrassing but more deadly for some reason.  During that whole time, I was just accumulating the gas in my stomach.  Then without notice, I tilted to one side and released on towards Victoria.  She didn't notice at first until I asked her if she smelled anything.  Hahahaha, jokes.  Didn't get a chance to lay one on Theresa since we both are the gasy type. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating times are always the best.  It's always stress free and so amusing when people tell jokes, do funny things or just act foolish.  So easy to be yourself and enjoy your time with your friends.  How I already miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sermons were good I thought.  The "balance in our lives" portion of one sermon really got to me, seeing how I don't really balance my life that well.  Roger's Sunday morning sermon was good as well.  He never ceases to amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving back in London, Hiram, Simon and me went to McDonalds and met Karen, Wayne and Joe there.  Wayne gave us coupons and we got 2 Two-Can Dine deals.  Hiram and Simon shared one, I ate the other myself.  Mmmm, 2 Big Mac combos *drools*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week has been alright.  There was lack of motivation to work or do anything at all.  Thursday night I went back to campus and tried to do a whole nighter at the UCC but failed and left at 1:15am.  Boy was it a cold night.  I didn't sleep until 5am due to cooking dinner at 2am-ish and watching stuff on my computer.  Woke up at 7:30am and left to give my friend a book to bring to Toronto for me.  Stayed for prayer meeting.  Got home and didn't take a nap.  Tried to but got woken up by loud shouts.  Showered and went to fellowship.  So worried that I'd fall asleep because it was Praise and Prayer night.  Didn't want to fall asleep during the prayer part.  To my amazement, I felt no tiredness at all.  Afterwards just loitered in the room.  Bunch of us went to Barakat's for some shwarmas.  Mmmm, good 'ol shwarmas *drools*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still very unmotivated to work.  Midterms are creeping near once again.  The horrors and nightmares of answering questions wrong loom over my shoulders.  Breathing down my neck.  Laughing at my stupid mistakes.  Too bad I can't jab my pencil at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be rough, but we'll all pull through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6975676626459675158?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6975676626459675158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6975676626459675158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6975676626459675158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6975676626459675158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/01/fungames-but-time-to-be-serious.html' title='Fun+Games But Time To Be Serious'/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-5315848450692598416</id><published>2007-01-19T09:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T10:01:08.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had this predestination + free will arguement thought up during my car ride back to London after the break.  NOW I FORGOT!! *tears*  Hope God will remind me of what it was so I can share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been struggling with the thought that academics, marks and school aren't important when most of my life has been revolving around school and studying.  People always say that school isn't the most important.  True, it isn't the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; important, but it is important to me (not most).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think studying has just stepped up in my list of important things in my life.  After a horrible first term, study has push aside fun and games and going out more to the bottom of the list.  It is now yelling and punching its way up the list even more like a crazy kid fighting his way to the ice cream man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School itself hasn't been so bad this term.  Though reading itself kills me since I hate reading to the max.  This means I'm already behind in reading.  So many chapters, so many words, so many definitions, so many theories, so many pictures (OooOooOOoOOO pictures!).  On top of that, I finally have to start writing assignments which I really dread at the moment because of the non-internet resources we need to get for it even though it is a one page assignment.  Hope this term would be a lot better than the last term or else I would go crazy and jump off a building so it all ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weird that during the holiday break, I was so excited to go back to school and start the new semester.  I still am happy to be back, but it just brings bad memories of marks and working extra hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise, ha ha ha.  Yeah, that ain't working out as I really wished it would.  Haven't made my way to the gym at all.  I should just...I don't know ^shrugs^.  Maybe go for walks to clear the mind or run in the morning when the ground is a lot less slippery.  Bike would be nice but not in this weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to retreat for the weekend.  Reflect and renew myself there.  Come back with a new strength to tango with school and the rest of life again.  Hurray for retreat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-5315848450692598416?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/5315848450692598416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=5315848450692598416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/5315848450692598416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/5315848450692598416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-had-this-predestination-free-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-1255787192945539869</id><published>2007-01-04T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T21:37:36.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;School Creeps Near Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As the holidays come to a close, I kind of reflect back on what happened in first semester and during holidays.  Lots of work was involved but also a lot of fun.  Passed all my courses but am I happy with them?  Obviously not, but what more can I ask for?  I passed, that was all I wanted after finishing all the exams.  Seems like a lot of wasted time studying since the results were still that bad.  Need a different method of studying.  Probably spend less time studying and if I am studying, make it effective.  Easier said than done.  If anyone needs me, I'll be at Einsteins again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Loads of fun living at Summit and it's only been one semester!  All the gaming, raiding and chatting that goes on there is amazing.  The experience of living outside is great.  Tough but great.  Going out to hang with people is awesome too!  All the good food that was eaten, all the good conversations that were spoken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Can't believe so much can happen in such a short time.  Can't believe one semester passed by so fast either.  If this keeps up, it'll be 4th in no time and then 30 years old creeps even nearer!  But I'm sure whatever happens, the memories will be awesome.  Hopefully I'll remember them all because I suck at remember unless if it somehow got embedded in my brain.  Burned right in the frontal lobe (hope that's the right lobe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Can't wait for second semester!  Can't wait for retreat!  Can't wait for more hot pot!  Can't wait for everything!  Can't wait for God to show me more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-1255787192945539869?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/1255787192945539869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=1255787192945539869' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1255787192945539869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/1255787192945539869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/01/school-creeps-near-again-as-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-6884520203400852067</id><published>2007-01-01T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:53:14.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Happy New Year to everyone!  The new year has finally come and I hope everyone welcomes it with open arms.  Lots of things happened in 2006 and hopefully those memories will stay in my brain long enough for me to enjoy them again.  Even if I don't, there will be new memories waiting for me in 2007 that will be more enjoyable and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Finally finished Romans and even though I know I missed a whole bunch of important things, I was still able to learn so much from it.  Had a little review of it by going through it quickly looking at my highlighted parts.  And all the thoughts I had on those sections or phrases came right back.  It was great!!  Now I'm off to Psalms and Song of Songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hope everyone finishes their holidays with a good note so then you'll have a BIG smile :D when you struggle back to work or school.  Hope all those that went to Urbana, Passion, One Thing or anything else had a wonderful time.  Can't wait for ALL of you to share your experiences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-6884520203400852067?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/6884520203400852067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=6884520203400852067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6884520203400852067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/6884520203400852067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-happy-new-year-to-everyone-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-8713512475300193238</id><published>2006-12-26T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:29:19.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holidays = Gnirob??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the exam period, everyone is frantically trying to finish their exams as soon as possible so they can go home and relax.  It is true that once you arrive home, everything seems so much better.  After a few days of this relaxation though, it starts to get...gnirob.  That is the reason why I'm not that big of a fan of holidays.  It's good for catching up on rest, taking a break from school, seeing some friends and family and getting together.  But once it passes a certain number of days, it just becomes really gnirob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Holidays for me so far has been both eventful and uneventful.  Eventful meaning I've done some cool stuff and of course uneventful means I've done nothing special.  The eventful things I've done include: watching movie with sisters and dinner with my family.  Yeah, that so far is all I can really thing of.  Uneventful things include: watching tv for most of my time here, reading ahead for Physio, napping the other times of the day if I'm not watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The following days should be more eventful.  Parents are holding a dinner with friends from work and other friends.  Going to game all night at my friends house until the sun shines again.  Hang out with friends at dessert places and wherever we end up going after.  Some stuff to look forward to at least!  But I'm guessing this will last about a week.  That means I still have another week to kill before heading back into London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Maybe because I've been in London for too long and grown to like it more than Toronto.  Yes, Toronto has so much more appealing things, but London has it's good side.  Oh well, that or I just miss going to school which keeps killing me in every subject I take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Anyways,  I hope all your Christmas shopping goes well and no one gets trampled by the angry mob trying to get the last pair of that special shoes everyone wants.  I know I'll be dodging everyone but if you happened to see a tall boy disappear, look on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Gnirob...read it backwards.  Thanks Ernie, hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-8713512475300193238?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/8713512475300193238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=8713512475300193238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/8713512475300193238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/8713512475300193238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/12/during-exam-period-everyone-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-3283942761297032665</id><published>2006-12-17T03:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T03:50:03.962-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROCK LEE!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: This is a long post, and might not make sense near the end because it is late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Today (meaning yesterday) I was at Einsteins studying with Simon, Hiram and Shelby.  Simon had his laptop and started to watch old episodes of Naruto during his break.  He was watching the Chuunin Exam where Rock Lee and Gaara were fighting.  The episode where Rock Lee just so happens to open 5 gates was the one which I missed.  So I decided to watch it when I got home starting from the first fight leading up to that episode.  It was so awesome and so touching too!!! *cry-worthy!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The touching moments started with Hinata vs. Neji fight.  It was obvious that Hinata was no match for Neji but she still fought with everything she had.  Even though she was looked down on, she fought because she wanted to change.  She didn't want to be the carefree and shy girl that always wanted to avoid violence.  So she fought, she fought all out.  Even after being insulted not by Neji and having flashbacks of her father not caring, she pushed on.  She ended up losing the fight, but she proved her point.  She changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Next was the one I've been waiting for, Rock Lee vs. Gaara.  I only wanted to see the amazing moves Rock Lee could do, but I totally forgot about the story behind it all.  While being super amazed by Rock Lee's gate opening and super duper butt-kicking, there were flashbacks of his childhood as well where he would train so hard.  He set goals after goals after goals for himself if he couldn't achieve the first one.  His heart and spirit were one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Rock Lee isn't one of those ninjas who could use ninja and illusionary techniques, but only hand-to-hand combat.  Because of this, he trains day and night trying to perfect it.  He was always called a drop out but he didn't let that get to him.  He continued to train hard and never gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After the match where he lost and was beat up pretty badly, the medic pulls his sensei away and told him that Rock Lee cannot live as a ninja anymore.  THAT'S SO HEART BREAKING!!!  All his training and mastering of all those moves and his sweat and blood gone to waste!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But if you keep watching to later episodes, someone comes in and heals Rock Lee back to health and he's okay again! Yahoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So, there must be some sort of reason why I am posting this other than because I loved this episode.  Yes, there is another reason.  This episode reminded me of a verse I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God.  Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.  And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        - Romans 4: 2-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    During exam periods, we all tend to be stressed, depressed and angry.  We also feel like giving up.  We feel like we are suffering and don't understand why we put ourselves through this torture of studying.  It's like Rock Lee opening all those gates even though he knows it will pretty much kill his body.  He did it to stick to his words and his goals/beliefs.  We do it to glorify God's name.  In the end, we both end up on the ground.  But all this does not kill us.  What does not kill us, makes us stronger.  Rock Lee gets healed, so do we.  By the love of God, we are healed, we have hope, we become stronger.  We get back up and get back into the fight because we know that God is behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It is easy to forget this because all we think about is studying studying studying.  We worry about our marks (at least I am) and our future when we don't need to.  If we are to pass, we will.  If we are to fail and become drop outs, then we will (hopefully not).  Whatever happens, God has plans for us that are waiting to be unwrapped like Christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So....STOP BEING SO STRESSED AND SMILE EVERYONE!!! EVERYTHING WILL TURN OUT FOR THE BETTER!! YOU JUST NEED TO WAIT AND HAVE FAITH!!!! TRUST IN THE LORD!!!! WAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-3283942761297032665?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/3283942761297032665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=3283942761297032665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3283942761297032665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3283942761297032665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/12/rock-lee-note-this-is-long-post-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-3978021295292547589</id><published>2006-12-12T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T19:06:32.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11"There is no one righteous, not even one;&lt;br /&gt;there is no one who understands,&lt;br /&gt;no on who seeks God.&lt;br /&gt;12All have turned away,&lt;br /&gt;they have together become worthless;&lt;br /&gt;there is no one who does good,&lt;br /&gt;not even one."&lt;br /&gt;13"Their throats are open graves;&lt;br /&gt;their tongues practice deceit."&lt;br /&gt;The poison of vipers is on their lips."&lt;br /&gt;14"Their mouths are full of cursing and bitterness."&lt;br /&gt;15"Their feet are swift to shed blood;&lt;br /&gt;16ruin and mistery mark their ways,&lt;br /&gt;17and the way of peace they do not know."&lt;br /&gt;18"There is no fear of God before their eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Romans 3: 11-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    SCARY!!!!!!  While reading this, I thought that to myself.  And also sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    On a funnier note, I have become very cautious of the time I wake up now.  Since I have 4 9:00am exams this semester, I have to get up early to prepare for the exam.  But looking back at the last few days and possibly last week, I haven't been able to get up early and missed my last two morning classes.  So to make sure I got up early, I set up 3 alarm clocks.  First one was my gigantic korean clock, second was my cell phone and lastly my computer which was set to blast Linkin Park's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Faint&lt;/span&gt; which would have probably woken everyone up.  But thank God, I woke up to the first alarm clock and didn't result in using the last one.  Geo exam went alright, didn't write much for one or two questions because we never discussed about it in class.  So all the things that my hand was writing were pretty much God at work.  The only one I would take credit for was the last question which I was perfectly prepared for (because the prof told us the question in class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Next exam is Biostats, which so happens to be tomorrow morning at 9:00am again.  I guess I will do the same thing with the clocks again just in case.  This exam hopefully will go smoothly because it feels like it might.  PTL that there is a formula sheet given or else I'd cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Crabby's for food tonight!  DOTA breaks are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-3978021295292547589?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/3978021295292547589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=3978021295292547589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3978021295292547589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/3978021295292547589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/12/scary-11there-is-no-one-righteous-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-9119725859474687916</id><published>2006-12-08T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:42:40.672-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crazy Beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Haha, stole "Crazy Beautiful" from Ernie who stole it from the actual movie to describe outside.  I woke up yesterday to find outside to be filled with the white pure snow.  Some areas still untouched by our dirty shoes and hands, but for those that have been are already being covered.  Reminds me of how Jesus "covered" for our sins [ie. our dirty shoes and hands (sins) have been covered (taken away) by the white pure snow (Jesus)].  Even though I'm not that big of a fan of snow, the beauty of it makes me want to jump in the snow and forget about all my troubles.  But I didn't do that, instead I tried to work.  Somehow that didn't work out as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I started off the day at around 10:00am and ate + watched anime until 12:30pm.  After that, I tried to buckle down and get some serious work done.  But instead of doing that, I popped in a dvd full of anime and started to watch it.  In between I got some work done, some naps in and some food down as well.  I would say: 55% anime, 30% sleep, 5% eat, 10% work.  I felt kind of bad for doing so little work.  But around 10:00pm, J.Liu adds me to a large conversation and we all decide to go tobagganing down UC Hill.  This was the chance for me to jump in that wonderful snow, and so I did.  J.Liu was right, I would have regretted it if I didn't go.  IT WAS AWESOME!!!  One of the most fun I've had in years.  It was cold but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So Ernie comes around to Summit to pick people up for the fun.  He shows up at my house with his new rain pants which he just ripped when putting them on.  He parks his car and I helped him clear the snow off his car while he gathered people.  I went around the car at least 5 times and it was still covered by snow!  We had some trouble with vision but we still arrived safely on campus.  We had to use the trays Ken had to dig a parking spot for Ernie, that was a new experience.  After that, off we went to the Hill.  Met up with J.Liu where he tackled everyone almost to the ground except Tiff and me.  Started to make our own slide down the hill and it was hilarious.  All the different things we did was so funny and fun.  Backwards, Superman and Torpedo.  We even got a race going since we had two slides.  By the end of the night, we were all cold, freezing and happy.  Ernie's rain pants turned into a skirt, Mike was frozen stiff, and the rest of us were just cold and tired.  It was all worth it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It really was crazy beautiful.  How amazing that something this beautiful and crazy was created by Him.  Ah, just thought of something.  The falling snow = Jesus coming down!  Awh, so many representations snow can make, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Stay healthy and have fun in the snow!  But also do your studies as well!  Good luck everyone and +oil!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-9119725859474687916?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/9119725859474687916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=9119725859474687916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/9119725859474687916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/9119725859474687916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/12/crazy-beautiful-haha-stole-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-901350362542573799</id><published>2006-12-01T04:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T04:48:58.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bump Bump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    *Running*...ouch cramps...*continues to run*.  Cramps are like the bumps in our lives that make us miserable.  But after we get through it, it becomes all better because we can continue our run.  We just need to never forget and never give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It may seem sometimes that God is not there but actually, He is always there.  He is with you when you are happy, sad, angry, worried, depressed, excited, crying, etc.  He was there when you got your first A, He was there when you were learning to ride your bike.  He was there when you cried, He was there when you lost someone close to you.  He was there and He still is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So why do we sometimes think that He isn't there?  Is it because things do not go the way we want it to be and see it as that He has left you there to suffer?  But in truth, God allowed this to happen so our trust in Him is built to an even greater height because if we trust in Him, then we would know that everything will turn out for the good.  We also learn from these ups and downs in our lives.  If we never fail then we would never learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "Lord, You said that once I decided to follow You, You'd walk with me all the way.  But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints.  I don't understand why when I need You most You would leave me."&lt;br /&gt;    The Lord replied, "My son, My precious child, I love you and would never leave you.  During your times of trail and suffering, when you see only one set of footprings, it was then that I carried you."&lt;br /&gt;                    - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Footprints&lt;/span&gt; by Unknown Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Thank You Father for Your love, Your blessings and thank You for carrying me during the times when I needed You the most.  Even though I am a sinner, Your son Jesus Christ died on the cross for me to take them all away.  What more can I ask for already but yet You continue to bless my life with friends and family.  You truely are great and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hang on to God and never let go because He will never let you go.  The only things that pull you away are Satan and yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-901350362542573799?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/901350362542573799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=901350362542573799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/901350362542573799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/901350362542573799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/12/bump-bump-running.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-116326520187054152</id><published>2006-11-11T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:30:06.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psalm 86 + He Answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1Hear, O Lord, and answer me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for I am poor and needy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2Guard my life, for I am devoted to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my God; save your servant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who trusts in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3Have mercy on me, O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for I call to you all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4Bring joy to your servant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for to you, O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lift up my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5Your are forgiving and good, O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abounding in love to all who call to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;6Hear my prayer, O Lord;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;listen to my cry for mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;7In the day of my trouble I will call to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;for you will answer me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8Among the gods there is none like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O Lord;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no deeds can compare with yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9All the nations you have made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will come and worship before you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O Lord;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they will bring glory to your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10For you are great and do marvelous deeds;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you alone are God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love it when you open your bible at a random spot and something just jumps out to you? Well if you don't, that's too bad. I find it quite fantastic because it seems like the Lord is trying to say something to you. Trying to grab your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Organic Chemistry class one day and Shirley Y. was sitting beside me with her bible on the table. I wanted to take a look at her bible because she had this metal bible holder when most people had a fabric holder. It so cool, the case is kept closed by a magnet, SICK! Anyways, I took a look at the bible and started to flip through pages and randomly stumbled upon Psalms 86.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me back-track for a second and tell you how my week was so it makes more sense as to why these verses jumped out to me. So basically last Saturday I did my Biochemistry exam and felt really bad about it because I can feel that I didn't do that well. I felt quite confident at some point before writing the exam that I might just be able to do well on this exam. But during and after the exam, that feeling pretty much wasn't there at all. But couldn't do anything about that anymore since I'm not writing the exam anymore. So the next thing I had to study was for my Geography "quiz" (50min with 39 questions does not constitute as a quiz in my vocabulary). I thought to myself, "Oh good, I have a few days to do some studying for this test." Sunday came by, Monday came by, Tuesday came by. It's not like I didn't do any work through those few days but it felt like I did minimal work. On top of that, I remembered I still had to do my Biostats lab assignment which was due on Friday with a lab to do as well for Organic Chemistry Friday morning. So basically, I was pressed on time to get stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to try to pull another all-nighter so I could finish the lab assignment for Biostats and get some more notes done for Geography. I did a bit of the lab but didn't understand at all how to do it so I just left that. By that time, it was already 4am and I had no energy left to stay up. Wednesday rolled by and I was feeling quite crappy and stupid. The fact that I couldn't get everything organized and manage my time better made me feel crappy. The fact that I couldn't understand how to do the lab and study properly for the quiz made me feel stupid. After I got home from classes, I started to study like mad for the quiz. Rachel messages me and asks me about the lab assignment. So I just sent her my unfinished copy while I continued to study. A few minutes later she messages me and said I sent the wrong lab assignment. Then I realized that I sent the wrong lab because I did the wrong lab. After finding that out, I felt even more crappy and stupid. I was bascially thinking again, "KILL ME NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this bad in university before I think. But at time moment, the Lord sent his sons and daughters to my side to comfort me. People just started to message me and asking how I was feeling and why the crappiness and stupidness. Upon that, they also prayed for me and stuff :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;6Hear my prayer, O Lord;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;listen to my cry for mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;7In the day of my trouble I will call to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;for you will answer me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically story cut short at this point. The Lord does answer your prayers. He was just so awesome after that point on. The quiz ended up being extremely easy, my lab assignment was completed due to the help of Rach and Steph, and the chem lab was pretty easy as well. It just felt like all my stress and anxiety was replaced by happiness and freedom. God had answered my brother and sister's prayers and mine as well! He heard my cry for mercy and help and He came. Ah, the feeling that I got when everything was done was unexplainable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I really wanted to do after all my work was done was to be able to just sing praises all night long in ACF. And He answered that too! It was Praise and Prayer night at ACF yesterday. WOOT! How great is our God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-116326520187054152?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/116326520187054152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=116326520187054152' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116326520187054152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116326520187054152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/11/psalm-86-he-answers-1hear-o-lord-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-116299656310374869</id><published>2006-11-08T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:11.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rushing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The title means that I've got to rush this post because it's almost time for me to leave for class.  Nothing much has happened since the last time I posted.  Other than the horrible Biochemistry exam that happened last Saturday, sigh.  On a better note, Automobile Collision Force is off to the second round of playoffs!  And we'll be playing agains Amazing Catch! Fielder (note: both are ACF teams).  It was a default win but a win is a win.  It was a really nice day as well so we just played a friendly game since we were all there.  As well, Shelby, Justin L. and Glendon came along to watch us play and got a piece of the action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Been so tired lately and as well being rushed to finish my work + study for my Geography "quiz" (how can it be a quiz when it's over 40 questions and worth 15%?).  I tried to pull another all nighter last night but practically died around 4am.  Am I starting to feel the effects of age 20?  No more all nighters??!!  So behind with work.  Got to finish my Biostats lab by Friday but got the "quiz" on Thursday evening and I'm already behind in studying for that due to absense of all-nighter which was suppose to allow me to finish the lab AND study.  I only got through half of the lab because the rest made no sense that my state of mind at 4am.  Ugh, I feel so stupid and crappy and weak and dirty and...and...errr...cold-ish now.  Sigh, pray that I'll be able to get all this done and be free from testings and examinations.  But even if I get through all that, I still have the "catching up" phase which I have to catch up to as well.  Feel like I'm going to explode/break.  Hopefully it won't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Note: I think it's been now...6 or 7th week of me being sick.  Not that good.  I still consider cough a bit to be sick.  If you don't, the I was all better a few weeks back, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-116299656310374869?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/116299656310374869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=116299656310374869' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116299656310374869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116299656310374869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/11/rushing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-116238989658415056</id><published>2006-11-01T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:11.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Birthdays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to Jeffrey. Happy birthday to you!" That was sung by my Biochem class + our professor. This was all thanks to Simon and Rachel. It felt embarrassing yet joyful at the same time, lol. Having over at least 700 people singing happy birthday to you is a birthday gift I'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I did study on my birthday. Didn't get much done though. Only had maybe...3-4hrs to study that day. Anyways, so the day started off by going to Biostats class. Nothing special happened there except I saw Rachel telling something about me to Karen L. Afterwards, we studied a bit but not much at the library. Off we went to eat lunch and then to Chemistry. Was "fishing" a few times during that class. Then came BIOCHEM! Always loved that class. Our prof for these few sections is great. So funny and enthusiastic (can't believe he can use Calvin and Hobbes comics to relate them to biochem). As everyone was starting to leave at the end of the lecture, the prof announces: "Jeffrey Cheung. Where are you?...It's his 20th birthday today. Lets all sing happy birthday to him." All I could do was to turn to Rachel. How did I know it was from her. I guess it was from experience and just knowing she would pull something like this. And she got herself a helper too. But thanks Rachel and Simon! for that..umm...gift. After that, I stayed behind for the tutorial with Karen L and Charis. Karen and I were hungry/thirsty, so we walked up to where else but Tim Hortons. When Karen was purchasing, I heard her say boston cream. I was like "WHOA! Karen's going to eat a boston cream!!!" But after she got it, she just gave it to me and said happy birthday, lol (darn, thought she was finally going to eat it). It would have been a better gift if Karen at it for me, hahaha, but it was still very nice. Thanks Karen! After tutorial, we went to the library to study. Only got an hour done there since I went to prayer meeting. And all the time I was at prayer meeting I was worrying about my stuff being taken away at the library because I left it there. This was all thanks to you Karen as well for making me think it's going to be taken. Prayer meeting ran a bit longer than usual but it was fine. Got back and started to study again. Got text messages from my sister and her boyfriend saying happy birthday as well. Thanks Karrie and Kevin! I then got a call from Simon to come home earlier because people are coming over. So I left at 10pm with Shirley (birthday girl), Enoch and Vivian for my house. When we got there, there was pretty much only a few people at our house. It seems like no one arrived earlier than us to give Shirley and me the "surprise!". Slowly but surely, everyone started to arrive. Tracy brought a mango cake from TO for Shirley and me. Thanks Tracy! After failure attempts of me trying to slice the cake and loitering at our house. I opened the presents people gave to me. Thanks Rachel and Victoria for the 15 pairs of black socks! Thanks Stephanie and Hiram for the dress shirt! Thanks Abraham and Karen C. for the dress pants and tie! Now I have another full suit I can wear. It will make its first appearance either at Unity Formal or LCAC dinner. Afterwards, Justin L decide we should all go to A&amp;amp;P, so we did. Bought a few groceries at that time too so we won't starve during our studying week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, this was a great birthday. Highlight was definitely the prof + biochem class singing happy birthday. Got a hand shake from the prof too! Thanks everyone for a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm 20 and 30 is starting to crawl nearer. Why am I already thinking about 30s? I've got other things to worry about than turning 30, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for providing me with such great brothers and sisters in Christ and family. Been a wonderful birthday and hopefully the last birthday gift would be a very well done biochem exam (too greedy??)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHIRLEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-116238989658415056?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/116238989658415056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=116238989658415056' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116238989658415056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116238989658415056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthdays-happy-birthday-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-116148983274683496</id><published>2006-10-21T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:11.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Believe, our blades will not break.  Believe, our souls will not break."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Bleach has such great phrases from time to time.  I "borrowed" this from the latest manga because I thought it sounded cool.  Then Enoch asked me if I was going to blog about it.  I told him that I didn't really know what to blog about.  But as you've already guessed, I have figured out what to blog about, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So what did the first part mean to me?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Believe, our blades will not break."&lt;/span&gt;  I interpret this as to our bodies will not break.  As long as we believe in God, the body of Christ will not break.  As long as we stand together, we will not break.  Not even Satan can break through us.  We just need to remember to believe and trust in our Lord.  The Lord will give us the strength to push the enemy back and resist temptations.  We prevail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Second part: "Believe, our souls will not break."  Basically the same thing I guess.  Believe in the Lord and our souls will not be broken.  Nothing will shatter our soul.  No attack can penetrate us, no abuse will break us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This will go off topic for just a few seconds.  So I just did my Organic Chemistry midterm exam.  I felt like I aced that exam.  I knew what to do, I knew how to reason my answers.  I just felt like nothing could ruin my perfect exam.  Then I got home and the answers were up for the exam.  Feeling all happy about how well I believed to have done, I hurried to check the answers.  After checking, my smile turned upside down.  I could not believe how badly I did.  I checked my answers over and over again.  It was the same mark over and over again.  It was quite depressing and sad to have found this out.  I was just like, "HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE!!!"  After a few minutes of sadness, I felt no pain anymore.  It felt like, the sadness couldn't get to me anymore and all I can feel is okay-ness (not really happiness but felt alright).  Then I read my MSN name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Believe, our blades will not break.  Believe, our soul will not break."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It just popped into my mind that God has come and blocked everything.  He has given me the strength to overcome this sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Everything that we do, everything that we say will have their consequences.  Either it is good or bad, we will get through the tough times as long as we believe in our Lord.  Believing that he will grant us the strength to overcome the hardships.  He will walk with us and guide us, protecting us from our enemies.  There will always be tests in our life.  Whether it is in our workplace, at school or in life, we just need to believe.  Believe not only in our own strength, but in God's strength as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Hope this made some sense because I just read over a bit and confused myself, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-116148983274683496?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/116148983274683496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=116148983274683496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116148983274683496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116148983274683496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/10/believe-believe-our-blades-will-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-116131278200202908</id><published>2006-10-19T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:11.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Did you know that hearing starts off as sound waves, then vibration waves and lastly fluid waves?  In case you didn't know, now you do!  Yeah, that was kind of random because I didn't know how to start off the blog.  And since I learned about hearing in Physiology, I decided to enlighten those people that didn't know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyways, so you must be guessing why this blog is titled "Hearing".  Well, I was at pray meeting and was talking to Yun Ping about being able to hear God talking to you.  From what I learned, everyone has a different way of communicating to God.  Some people are able to actually talk to God and hear His voice.  But how do they actually know it's God's voice and not just their own brain telling them what they want/need to hear?  Personally, I don't really know when God is speaking to me.  I haven't actually experienced this talk with God yet.  Maybe God has been talking to me and I'm just too dumb to realize that.  I don't know, can you really distinguish between your own thoughts to God talking to you?  I'm pretty sure a lot of people have and still talk to God.  I just want to know how they know it's Him.  Maybe time is what is needed for a person to realize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Yun Ping gave a good way of explaining.  Say you like a girl/guy and you know a lot about her.  You know what he/she likes to eat, watch, hear, smell, feel, etc.  By that time, you'd probably know the sound of her voice without seeing her.  That's probably the way it is with God as well.  It takes time to get to know someone and then find out that you like that person and then you get all these weird sense.  It will take time to get to know God, love God and eventually able to hear him.  So I guess I don't have to stress about being able to hear Him or not yet.  If I am to be able to hear God's voice, I will one day.  And hopefully everyone will be able to do the same if they don't already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-116131278200202908?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/116131278200202908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=116131278200202908' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116131278200202908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116131278200202908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/10/hearing-did-you-know-that-hearing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-116104995625128309</id><published>2006-10-16T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:11.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1,2,3...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It's been a long and not so tired day.  So you may be guessing why my title is "1,2,3...".  Well it all started at the Taylor library.  Karen, Charis and I went there after Biostat class to do some studying before Orgo.  We went from the very top floor to the second last floor to find a seat.  So we all settled in our own little cubicles with graffiti all over them.  I looked up at the table number and it said "G123".  The 123 reminded me of where Rachel, Vic, Tracy and Aiv lived in Elgin.  Anyways, I took out my Orgo texts to study and turned to the index to find the page.  And again, the page number was, you guessed it, 123.  I was like "Whoa, what's going on here.".  Yeah, it was kind of freaky but I just shrugged it off.  So while I was studying, I came upon mechanisms for reactions of alkenes and other stuff.  And those had 3 steps to them (step 1...step 2...step 3..., get the connection?).  So this got me thinking about why I kept seeing all these 123's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I pretty much came up with nothing, hahaha.  Fooled ya!  Yeah, it was kind of meaningless.  The only thing I could think of was that there were steps we had to follow in life.  Step 1, step 2 and then step 3.  Not in any other order.  But that seemed kind of stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    *Pause to think about it some more now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I guess this can connect back to yesterday's blog.  Step 1: God loved.  Step 2: Then we loved.  Step 3: err..can't think of anything for here.  I don't really know what this really means.  It just seemed like God was trying to say something to me but I don't understand it at all.  I feels like I should know what it's about and it's right at the tip of my tongue but just can't seem to spit it out.  Maybe it will come to me later or maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    If you think you have an answer to this "123", please leave a comment or message me online after you finish reading this.  Thank you, bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-116104995625128309?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/116104995625128309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=116104995625128309' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116104995625128309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116104995625128309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/10/123.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29440271.post-116097236724435958</id><published>2006-10-15T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:11.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I really should go to P&amp;R's more often.  I learn so much more than from most things.  Before I start off with my learnings, I just have to say this.  My nose is half-bleeding.  This means that it's bleeding, but it's not dripping out.  I think it's because the blood is mixed in with the snot and caused the blood to be more viscous.  So when I blow my nose, I get this diluted ketchup coloured snot.  Pretty graphic isn't it?  Alright, onto the rest of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So P&amp;R's was awesome.  I don't understand why I've been there twice only.  So Roger talked about manhood.  I'm really poor at listening and learning without something in front of me to follow with.  But good thing I caught most of the main ideas Roger was pointing out to us.  I'm pretty sure most people already know that God loved, and that's why we love.  Well, I sort of knew that.  It made a lot of sense to me though when I heard it.  Where would love come from if not from God?  There wouldn't be love if God hadn't loved first.  It's because of God's love that we all feel love.  Okay, now I feel like I'm repeating the same things over and over again.  Moving on, Roger also mentioned being a man of God.  Do you want to be a man/woman of God?  I sure do!  Why wouldn't you want to be a man/woman of God?  It's a blessing to be given something to do by Him.  But, it's true that it's hard to understand for the people around you that you must do this.  It won't be easy to just drop everything and go do God's bidding and have everyone understand it.  That's why you must feed them bit by bit of the "mini jobs" you are getting from God.  So then when the "big job" comes, they would understand.  Would you be able to drop everything and go do your job?  I sincerely hope I can do that.  Even though I have never done it before, I know that God will provide me with the "things" I'll need for the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I'm kind of lazy to re-read what I just wrote to see if any of that made sense.  I'm pretty sure there will be a part that you'd be like "huh?".  I have no confidence in my blogging skills what so ever.  I just spew out what are in my thoughts in random order hoping they make sense together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ&lt;br /&gt;Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: "If life was a game, then God would be our walkthrough."  - Jeffrey Cheung...hahahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-116097236724435958?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/116097236724435958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=116097236724435958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116097236724435958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116097236724435958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/10/man-of-god-i-really-should-go-to-prs.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-116088215180977002</id><published>2006-10-14T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:11.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tired And Learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Going to start putting titles on my blogs.  Why?  Because it just seems a tad more professional and just because I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite tiring today, but let me take you back to last night after ACF. After ACF, we had our usual loitering in the classroom for 'x' mins (was thinking hrs but might be going too far). It moved to outside when the lights were being turned off, forcing a massive wave of Asians to walk out the building doors. A group went to Crabby Joes, as usual, and the rest went over to my house to chat around and play games. Waited for the bus for over 30 minutes I assume but probably took longer than that. Anyways, we got home and somehow everyone just followed me into my room and decided to stay there to talk. This meant I couldn't dodge everyone and go to sleep, even though it was still kind of early (if you consider 11pm to be early). So the conversation marathon began and I doze off time after time, catching Shirley planning to do something to me on the corner of my eye. Oh right, I forgot to tell you that I was still sick. And for some reason, when I laugh, it would make me cough even more. So we talked about a lot of things and most of them made me laugh. So yes, that meant I coughed a lot as well. Strangely, coughing works your abs if you didn't know that already. It's like doing crunches but you don't have to lie down on the floor. After a few hours (1pm-ish now), everyone begins to leave my room due to hunger. So that meant sleeping time for me. But while in bed I could hear the laughing from upstairs so that kept me awake a bit. As well, my coughing was pretty horrible that night for some odd reason. It just kept coming and coming, not allowing me to get some rest. But I eventually fall asleep and get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning was SOFTBALL! First game back since our first game. I got ready, ate, dressed, took a quick nap on the couch. Ken rings the bell and off we went to the field. Got to the station and checked the schedule. Believe it or not, we just missed the bus by one minute. So we decided to just walk there and it wasn't that bad actually. Our team slowly gathered at the field and warmed up for the game. Game time arrived and our opponent was not to be found. Same goes for our umpire. Few minutes pass and they finally showed up, but we already got the win since they were late. It meant that I could have slept in and came late as well and I would have still won! Oh well, I got some exercise early in the windy, snowy Saturday morning. After playing a game, I went home and took a shower, packed up my books and fled to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into Einsteins and who do I see there bright and early? It was Hiram! Been so long since I've seen him in that place, and with his books open too! Double whammy!! Anyways, we went to go study and as we both knew, we started to drift off and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I'm going to cut this story short even though I have enough time to keep going. Long story short, I did a lot of stuff and made myself really tired. Should have just done this in the beginning. Save both you and my time, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, was talking to Shelby and I said a few things that I didn't know I knew about. Some things you decide to do may not be what God wanted you to do. Here comes an analogy. Say your life is a story, there is a beginning and an end. These cannot be changed, they are written on paper with ink. But the things in between could be different. You've heard about alternate endings, but life is more like alternate paths that eventually end up at the same place. You have choices in your life that are provided by God. There may or may not be the "right" path but we're human. It's not like we'll choose the "right" path 100% of the time. We tend to slide off and take shortcuts, choose the "wrong" path, create our own paths, etc. But for every path that moves away from the ending, God shifts us back onto the right track (seems like I'm combining cars and books together...car story?). Anyways, God has plans for each and every one of us. If you disobey him and wander off, He'll yank you back onto the right path. He also fills the path that you supposedly were to take by placing someone else there. God just works that way with people. Isn't it so confusing yet so great the way He does this? Well, I think so anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Hope this all made some sense and it wasn't just ideas flying in all directions.  Till I blog again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-116088215180977002?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/116088215180977002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=116088215180977002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116088215180977002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/116088215180977002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/10/tired-and-learning-going-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-115979575214498848</id><published>2006-10-02T09:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:11.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, it has been a long time since I've written a blog.  Well, lets start in the summer.  In August, my family moved from Scarborough to Unionville.  What this means is I moved from a townhouse to a realllllllly nice house, lol.  I miss my old house since all my memories of my life come from that house.  But I am sure that this new house will bring me as much joy and hopefully more than my old house.  Packing was horrendous and I never want to move again, lol.  It's great for Simba, our family dog, since he's always so hyper and active.  The larger area to run around will help him get the exercise he needs.&lt;br /&gt;    So in the beginning of September, I moved back to London to start another school year at UWO.  Guess what, there was more packing and unpacking.  But at least this time around it was with a new bunch of people.  Introducing the members of Summit 4: Hiram, Abe, Simon and Andrew.  Oh yeah, me as well.  Living with them has been pretty great.  We all get along by gaming a lot, lol.  No fights yet and hopefully there won't be any.  School work has been piling up and keeps on piling up.  So I really need to settle down and do more work in one day instead of slacking off so much.&lt;br /&gt;    This past weekend, ACF had their annual fall retreat.  The first ACF retreat I went to was really great.  I didn't think it could have been beaten.  But this retreat proved me wrong.  Thanks to Roger, everyone in that room was changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus doesn't care if you do your devos, serve him on the worship team or any of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    That was the wake-up point for everyone when Roger said that.  The thing that he said next got to me.  Roger said that Jesus had nothing.  He had no money, job, family and even clothes.  So the kicker here is that we are all trying to be like Christ, but just by looking at ourselves we are far from being like Him.  Jesus had no clothes and look, we all are wearing Nike, Chanel, and a bunch of other famous brands of clothing.  At that point, I just thought to myself: "Should I take off all my clothes then?"  Obviously I wouldn't have done it or else everyone in that room would have poked their own eyes out, lol.  But it did get me thinking that we are no where close to being Christ-like.  As well, Roger said that most of the love we give to Jesus is not the same love that He wants from us.  And that is true, for me anyways.  All these things were like a kick to the crotch or a slap in the face.  It was a wake-up call.  And hopefully it didn't go off too late for me.  I've wasted my time asleep and dreaming that I have been doing the right things, and loving for the right reasons.  But now I am fully awake and loaded with a life supply of caffine in my system.  So thank you ACF and God for this awakening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-115979575214498848?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/115979575214498848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=115979575214498848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115979575214498848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115979575214498848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/10/man-it-has-been-long-time-since-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-115117522327759362</id><published>2006-06-24T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:10.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So not much has happened really these past few days.  Friday night my cousin called me up and took me to Jack Astors for a drink.  He also gave me some protein shake powder so that I can game some weight and finally force me to workout.  Thank Tony for the stuff, smells just like chocolate milk powder, yummy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I walked the dog a total of 4 times before 2pm.  The first was the routine morning walk so he can get rid of his waste.  The next one was when he woke up from a nap and we were waiting for people to come look at the house.  We waited for a while and it seemed like Simba couldn't hold in his pee any long so I took him out for a quick one.  Came back and waited a bit more and finally they came to see the house.  Afterwards when they left, the real estate office called and said there was going to be another group coming to see the house in a few minutes.  So that meant I had to take Simba out to walk again.  This time was a lot longer and Simba started to get irritated and I had to, in the end, carry him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents and sisters went out this morning to the real estate office to talk about an offer someone put for our house.  They signed a conditional contract just in case someone else wants to buy the house.  Meh, I don't really care anymore, but the price was kind of low that they offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, this is a short one because it's so early in the day.  Oh yeah, going to get my G license on August 8th.  Need to start driving some more now, sigh.  Such a rush to get this done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-115117522327759362?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/115117522327759362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=115117522327759362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115117522327759362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115117522327759362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-not-much-has-happened-really-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-115090667576703266</id><published>2006-06-21T11:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:10.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you thought golf was a leisure sport, think again.  I use to play golf a bit.  Took some lessons during the summer and went to the driving range a few times.  But that was a long time ago and I haven't touched my clubs for quite a while.  On Sunday, my cousin called me up in the afternoon to go to the driving range.  So he picked me up and off we went to hit some golf balls into a field with boards sticking out of the ground with numbers on them.  I took out my driver and began to swing it at the balls.  The driver wasn't that short I thought, even though the set I bought years ago was a junior golf set.  I forgot a few things about positioning and stuff but my cousin reminded me about them and gave me a few pointers as well.  After a while, I wanted to try my other clubs.  So I reached into my bag and grabbed the 5 iron.  Oh boy, I had forgotten how short I was back then.  The club was pretty short for me, but I was still able to hit the balls, kind of anyways.  I wasn't hitting the balls that well so my cousin told me to use the 9 iron since it will tell me what I am doing wrong.  So I grabbed my 9 iron and got into position.  I looked down and I saw how short the club was.  It was realllllllllly short.  I had to bend down so much, looked like I was a China man sitting on the street, according to my cousin.  I took my first swing and it did not look good.  I totally missed the ball and the swing felt like I was trying to hit a baseball instead.  Now that was quite embarrasing, hahahaha.  It was tough, but as well a fun time that I had with my cousin.  The only problem left was the pain.  I woke up the next morning struggling to get out of bed because my ribs were in pain.  I felt the after-effects of golfing.  Oh the pain, how I did not expect you to be so painful.  If I laugh, cough or sneeze, my ribs would feel like someone punched it.  This is the effects of not exercising at all, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started to read my biology textbook again.  It is so hard to concentrate without the pressures of school breathing over my shoulders.  I need an exam to get me going.  Even a simple quiz or a test will do probably.  I did however come up with a question from reading the textbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q: What happens to the non-kinetocore microtubules that are continuously elongating in mitosis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone can help me answer this question, then thank you, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get my driving test appointment for G license done right now.  The stupid site is soooooooooo slow and the times I want seem to make the site go bonkers.  *waves fist at the site*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-115090667576703266?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/115090667576703266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=115090667576703266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115090667576703266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115090667576703266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-you-thought-golf-was-leisure-sport.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-115065913362892438</id><published>2006-06-18T15:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:10.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So many things happened in just one Friday.  In the morning, my parents went out pretty early to meet up with the real estate agent to put an offer down for a home in Unionville.  When they got home, we offically owned a new home on 16th Avenue and Woodbine Road.  Right after that, we had to subway down to downtown for my sister's convocation.  Arrived right on time to see her line-up to walk into the Convocation Hall at UofT St.George.  The bad thing was that only my parents got to go in and see the ceremony.  So that meant my other sister and I had to wait for them to come back out.  So we went to Eaton Centre and ate at Subways for breakfast and went to Dominions to buy flowers for our sister.  It wouldn't have been that bad if I was wearing normal clothes and shoes.  But nope, I had to wear dress shoes which killed my heels since they were scrapping it every time I took a step.  After the ceremony, there was of course pictures to be taken.  Then we went home where I slept for a bit and then went out to Magic Wok for dinner.  Afterwards, we went to Go For Tea for some bubble tea.  Haven't had bubble tea in a while I think.  But note to self, don't get taro next time.  Too creamy for me :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, people came to my house to look around again.  Hopefully one of these groups will buy our house.  At around 3ish, my cousin came over to pick me up to go to the driving range.  It wasn't that bad.  I forgot a few things but I could still hit the ball, sometimes.  The one thing that I forgot about golf was the pain.  Blisters on the hand, pain in the body the next day.  Oh boy, I really need more exercise, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-115065913362892438?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/115065913362892438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=115065913362892438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115065913362892438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115065913362892438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-many-things-happened-in-just-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-115034441312636809</id><published>2006-06-14T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:10.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, it's Wednesday already.  Thought it was only Tuesday.  Time sure flies by quickly when there is nothing to do other than chores.  Hope this doesn't turn into another "chores blog".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently downloads a new chinese series that is being shown in Hong Kong called Forensic Heroes.  From the name, you can basically guess what it's about.  Compared to CSI, this show is no match for it.  I shouldn't jump to conclusions so quickly.  I've only watched the first episodes so maybe I should give it some more time and another chance to impress me, lol.  Since I'm on the topic of t.v. shows, might as well keep going with it.  Bleach has been dragging on with filler episodes for way too long.  There are fights during these filler episdoes but they aren't even intense enough for me to enjoy it.  Naruto has also been using filler episodes for a while now.  But at least the Naruto episodes are more interesting with different people showing up, more skills being shown and just more funny than Bleach.  Another anime I've been watching is called Wolf's Rain.  It's an old show, and not many people know about it, but it's pretty good.  (Short summary about the show:  Four wolves [which have a human form as well] are after this place called Paradise where wolves rule.  They must find this person made from a flower [yeah, it sounds weird, I know] that will bring them to Paradise.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone came to my house today to take a look at it.  The real estate agent called at like 12:30pm when I just got back home from driving on the highway for an hour and fifteen minutes telling me that they will be bringing someone over to look at the house at 3 o'clock.  So, I relaxed a bit and ate my lunch before starting to run around the house trying to make it cleaner and neater.  I was stuffing clothes under things and hiding garbage wherever I can.  Right at 3 o'clock, it started to rain and that meant I couldn't take the dog out to walk while the people were looking at the house.  So it ended up with my dog and I sitting in the kitchen while the people looked around the house.  At around 7:30pm, my mom, sisters and I went to a house in Markham to check it out and see if we would like it or not.  After walking around the whole house, I can clearly say that Cindy will love this house.  It is completely covered in pink!  IF we do buy this house, the colour MUST be changed.  The first thing I thought of was how the father could live with this, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, didn't turn this blog into a "chores blog".  My mission is done here for now, until the next blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-115034441312636809?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/115034441312636809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=115034441312636809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115034441312636809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115034441312636809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/06/wow-its-wednesday-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-115007755400266074</id><published>2006-06-11T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:10.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is going to be a regular routine it seems, probably until I find a job that is (if that is going to happen).  Anyways, Saturday was the early celebration of Cindy's birthday.  A few people went with her to Centre Island for the day and met up with the rest of us at Joe Baboli's (i think that's how it's spelt) for some fine Italian cuisine.  Everyone had fun either making funny conversation or watching the hockey game.  Everyone was trying to sign Cindy's card but it was a bit too obvious, just a bit.  I was struggling to write the card since she was sitting right in front of me and Brian just didn't care and wrote it on the table.  After dinner, we all stood outside in the windy streets of downtown Toronto thinking of what to do next.  Spent 30min deciding on what to do since we kept trailing off to something else or pushing around who's house to go to.  Also, a homeless lady came to our group and asked from a donation to pay for the down payment of her lamborgini (sp.?).  After the discussion, a few of the people went to Old Finch I think to check out the spookiness that goes around there.  The others, including me, went home to sleep, lol.  Your present from me will come soon Cindy.  I just need to go to the mall to do that, which may take awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got up to go to church today.  Been missing church for the past 2 weeks I think because I woke up late and missed it.  But this time, I remembered to set the alarm clock to wake myself up.  Should really get more rest though if I'm going to wake up that early.  I was fishing near the end of the sermon, so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to get my driving instructor to teach me how to drive on highway tomorrow.  Need to learn how to merge properly and not scare my dad.  Got to remember to go running with Hiram as well.  Anyways, I end here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-115007755400266074?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/115007755400266074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=115007755400266074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115007755400266074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/115007755400266074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-is-going-to-be-regular-routine-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-114990474800887650</id><published>2006-06-09T21:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:10.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I finished my schedule for next year.  All I have to say is, I like it!  I end almost all days by 3:30pm except for a night lab on Monday for first semester and evening lab on Wednesday for second semester.  Fridays are the best though.  Two hours of class in first semester and only one hour of class in second semester.  If I can get this timetable, I think I'll be jumping for joy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, the real estate agent came today to do a "tour" of our house (ie. taking pictures of our place to put on sale).  Simba (my mom's dog) was whining the whole time because he couldn't see what was going on.  Since I'm on the top of Simba, I wake up every morning now and automatically change and go downstairs and walk him in the morning now.  Without giving a thought to anything else.  It has become a routine for my dad and I to do that, so sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Fifa has started and everyone is getting all excited about it.  I'm not that big of a fan of soccer but I watched the match between Poland and Ecuador and it wasn't that bad.  I got excited at a few points during the match-up.  So I guess I can see why people get all excited when watching soccer on t.v.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, that was my day.  Still haven't completed my to do list for the remainder of the summer.  Hopefully I'll get to that soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-114990474800887650?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/114990474800887650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=114990474800887650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/114990474800887650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/114990474800887650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-i-finished-my-schedule-for-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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-29440271.post-114977934574234722</id><published>2006-06-08T10:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T00:27:10.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, since everyone is using blogspot nowadays, I thought of trying it out myself. Time to start talking about my boring life. Summer has been nice this year, not too hot and not too cold, in my point of view. I'm mostly doing chores, wait, let me rephrase that. I am always doing chores since I am a failure at finding a job. So all day I wash clothes (which is just did), iron clothes, wash the washroom, walk the dog, mop the floor, vacuum the house, clean the blind (haven't done that yet but I'm sure to be told to do it soon), cook lunch and prep dinner (but I volunteered to do this since I need to learn how to cook) and other stuff that I don't remember at the moment. Sigh, I desperately need a life, hahahha. Probably should have taken summer school either at Western or at least at another school here in Toronto. I'm just withering away at home infront of the computer/t.v. Hopefully I will find a job soon and get some income for the summer. Or else I would have really wasted another summer and I don't want that to happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Don't really have any other news at the moment. Oh, I just saw my dog rub his bum on the bottom of the sofa. Disgusting but hilarious at the same time. I can't stop laughing at him for that. I'd go into more detail about it but don't think you'd want to read about the motion and the sound he was making, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So what do I do with my spare time (which is a lot) at home? I play games (Thief 2/CS:S), watch tv, download episodes of random anime to watch, create a new blog to waste time, chat on msn with people that either have a job and are using msn web or to people that are just like be but better and wander around the house. I really need to do some exercise and find a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;List of things I need to do for the rest of the summer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- get some exercise (i need some more fat, i'm just skin and bones)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- get a job (ie. get some $$)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;- get a life (very important)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- learn to cook (so I won't starve during the school year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is the end of my first blog on blogspot. Hope my next one won't be as boring. I can't promise anything but I will try to have some fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29440271-114977934574234722?l=j-cheung.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/feeds/114977934574234722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29440271&amp;postID=114977934574234722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/114977934574234722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29440271/posts/default/114977934574234722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j-cheung.blogspot.com/2006/06/well-since-everyone-is-using-blogspot.html' title=''/><author><name>Jeffrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816622794851070182</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></feed>
