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	<title>A Walk of Faith &#187; Etches of Skatemusicianism</title>
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		<title>Micah Mandate</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/06/08/micah-mandate/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jun 2010 08:28:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA["<span>The Micah Mandate is a Christian-based public interest advocacy ministry that seeks a transformation of our nation through justice, mercy and humility."</span><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>Check it out here: </span><a href="http://www.themicahmandate.org/">http://www.themicahmandate.org/</a></div><div><br /></div><div>I've been very blessed by this website, among other Christian sites, basically because this one's Malaysian flavoured! : ) Do remember to link it up to your browser so that you can catch up constantly with local issues. </div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-3697956668634252846?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/06/08/micah-mandate/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Aram Gawai!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jun 2010 10:04:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div>Ah, nothing beats a few days in the longhouse. I'm sorry I don't have much pictures to post because most of them are still stuck in my Sony DSC. So bear with me till July. : )</div><div><br /></div><div>In summary, because you'd probably be bored with the details, this year's Gawai was fun, sun-filled, but not so <i>rami</i> (Iban for joyous and happening). Maybe it was because some people didn't come back to the longhouse. One of my cousin-in-laws met with an accident on the eve, so the mood was slightly hampered when the clock struck 12. </div><div><br /></div><div>But among us cousins, it was all fun and play! And a lot of good talk too. </div><div><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/TAjP1Bup5KI/AAAAAAAABwU/j8ED0N4Dyyw/s1600/kampung.jpg"><img style="margin:0px auto 10px;text-align:center;cursor:pointer;cursor:hand;width: 320px;height: 240px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/TAjP1Bup5KI/AAAAAAAABwU/j8ED0N4Dyyw/s320/kampung.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div>It's the Rejang River. </div><div>Twice a day swimming sessions : )</div><div><br /></div><div>Going back to the longhouse is always a crucial experience, not just for the fun, but also because it keeps me in touch with my Iban side. A lot of issues are brought up in discussions between the elder folk, and also between me and my cousins. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ah. I need to study for Monday's paper, so I can't type much now. See y'all!</div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-3990537697588313307?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/06/04/aram-gawai/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>The Hard Road</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/06/03/the-hard-road/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jun 2010 10:58:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span><div>It isn't an easy wait. Singlehood can be fun, sure, but God help me in those times I struggle with my feelings. This song is a wonderful reminder. Happened to catch the lyrics in my car today when I played the CD, heading to Sibu for my flight back here. </div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b>"Love Is Waiting" (Brooke Fraser)</b></div><br />In the autumn on the ground,<br />between the traffic and the ordinary sounds<br />I am thinking signs and seasons while a north wind blows through<br />I watch as lovers pass me by<br />Walking stories - whos and hows and whys<br />Musing lazily on love<br />Pondering you<br />I'll give it time, give it space and be still for a spell<br />When it's time to walk that way we wanna walk it well<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS:]</i><br />I'll be waiting for you baby<br />I'll be holding back the darkest night<br />Love is waiting til we're ready, til it's right<br />Love is waiting<br /><br />It's my caution not the cold<br />there's no other hand that i would rather hold<br />the climate changes, I'm singing for the strangers about you<br />don't keep time, slow the pace<br />Honey hold on if you can<br />the bets are getting surer now that you're my (wo)man<br /><br /><i>[CHORUS]</i><br /><br /><i>[BRIDGE:]</i><br />I could write a million songs about the way you say my name<br />I could live a lifetime with you and then do it all again<br />and like I can't force the sun to rise or hasten summer's start,<br />neither should I rush my way into your heart </span><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-4696167104517417925?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/06/03/the-hard-road/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Goodbye May, Hello June!</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/25/goodbye-may-hello-june/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2010 15:36:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div>This has been one of the most memorable months for me.</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vw7rR1w6I/AAAAAAAABwM/OEqW3Q1oKFA/s1600/Pic-0032.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vw7rR1w6I/AAAAAAAABwM/OEqW3Q1oKFA/s320/Pic-0032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475234680019469218" /></a><div><i><span>The sky reminds me of you.</span></i></div><div><i><span>God is a painter.</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div>Oh, and we celebrate birthdays like this:</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwba1ZhlI/AAAAAAAABwE/97Acp7vDrGg/s1600/Pic-0044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwba1ZhlI/AAAAAAAABwE/97Acp7vDrGg/s320/Pic-0044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475234125849396818" /></a><div>Yeah. You can't see the guy down there, because he's the birthday boy. </div><div>The guy on top is just the one giving what we call: the burger XD</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm also VERY EXCITED to announce the new highway to Kota Kemuning!</div><div>Previously, it took 15-45 minutes to get to New Life and CA. </div><div>Now...</div><div><br /></div><div>10-15 min only.</div><div> </div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwbOxGQTI/AAAAAAAABv8/SQ9oOjSV2k0/s1600/Pic-0046.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwbOxGQTI/AAAAAAAABv8/SQ9oOjSV2k0/s320/Pic-0046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475234122610131250" /></a><div><i><span>God's blessin' to us! : ) No more transport hassles. </span></i></div><div><br /></div><div>Had an outing with beloved juniors. Watched <span><b>Shrek 4 </b></span>(it's awesome).</div><div>And had this:</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwaiDzrCI/AAAAAAAABv0/_8sFNqvH1ek/s1600/Pic-0048.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwaiDzrCI/AAAAAAAABv0/_8sFNqvH1ek/s320/Pic-0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475234110609009698" /></a><div>only 10.90 : )</div><div><br /></div><div><div><b>Global Day of Prayer 2010. </b></div><div>Talk about full attendance!</div><div>(my first time at such an event)</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwaAh_wWI/AAAAAAAABvs/UCXuVH8XiPk/s1600/Pic-0064.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwaAh_wWI/AAAAAAAABvs/UCXuVH8XiPk/s320/Pic-0064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475234101608825186" /></a><div><i><span>The shofar, a Jewish instrument, which carries tremendous significance of God's presence.</span></i></div></div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwZltQkQI/AAAAAAAABvk/i9kcYNtLT1k/s1600/Pic-0068_e1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S_vwZltQkQI/AAAAAAAABvk/i9kcYNtLT1k/s320/Pic-0068_e1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475234094408306946" /></a><div>Behold, the united body of Christ! Packed to the brim. </div><div>God's presence was overwhelming in the place. </div><div>Prayer has never been so crucial in a time like this.</div><div>And oh, I've never sang Negaraku so passionately as I did that night!</div><div><br /></div></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-9173577392340240962?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/25/goodbye-may-hello-june/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Touring Solo</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/07/touring-solo/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 May 2010 15:21:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just spent a while on these <a href="http://www.johnmayer.com/blog/permalink/5437">two</a> <a href="http://www.johnmayer.com/blog/permalink/5451">videos</a>. It's John Mayer, and his touring experience, so check it out if you've got half an hour to spare. They offer quite a lot of insight into what it's like in a day of a touring artiste. A solo artiste, mind you. It feels lonely.<div><br /></div><div>1. I gotta attend one concert, at least one before I die (that adds up to my list of things-to-do-before-dying)!!! He rocks!</div><div><br /></div><div>2. Wonder what it's like to be like him? </div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-3709546175853724117?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/07/touring-solo/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Blessings</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2010 07:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div><b>RAIN</b></div><div>It's just about to fall as I type these words. It's been so hot lately!</div><div><br /></div><div><b>SLEEP</b></div><div>I haven't woken up so fresh since Christmas season. The last thing I'm doing is cramming for A-levels : )</div><div><br /></div><div><b>SILENCE</b></div><div>The departure of my dear roommates (and I want you all back, yeah!) allowed me some space to reflect. Much needed peace, received. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>FINANCE</b></div><div>A free meal. A free ride somewhere. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>COUNSEL</b></div><div>Godly counsel in times of confusion has always proved timely. Thank you Aunty Grace. Thank you Albert. Thank you, mum. </div><div><br /></div><div><b>SPAGHETTI</b></div><div>Thank you Hisham. : )</div><div><br /></div><div><b>P1 WIMAX.</b></div><div>Because without you, none of this (literally) would reach the eyes of my readers. Lovely.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>CRAIC</b></div><div>Irish for "an enjoyable conversation", I've never had better <i>craic</i> than this semester. With my <i>cousin</i> (XD), Darlin' Dian, Ja Hong, Ced, Jon, Es. Beats havin' to sit down and read notes. </div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-7989888057726143176?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/04/blessings/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>The Mark of a Man &#8211; A Review and Thoughts</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/02/the-mark-of-a-man-a-review-and-thoughts/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 May 2010 12:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span lang="EN-US"><i><div><span><span><span> </span></span><span>In this book, Elisabeth Elliot challenges men to step up to their God-given role as (to summarize the biblical foundations) leaders, initiators, servants and to learn endurance, sacrifice, courtesy, heroism, tenderness and obedience. All biblical principles. </span></span></div><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span><span> </span></span><span>She begins the book in direct criticism of feminists. It is interesting that she predicted (accurately) that we live in an age where equality has been distorted and God's intention of distinct sexuality has been destroyed. Before you label her as traditionalist, she backs it up with the Word. Like it or not, men are initiators and women, responders. </span></span></div><div><span><span><span> </span></span></span></div><div><span><span><span><span> </span></span><span><i><div><span><span><span> </span></span><span>It says in Ephesians 5 that the "husband is the head of the wife just as Christ is head of the church". Now, before you start saying that the Bible's pretty sexist, read on... "Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church...he have his life up for her..." "For a man who loves his wife actually shows love for himself..." and please go and read the whole thing to get the whole idea. Tender initiation is the way to go. We don't boss ourselves around like we're dictators, because it's clear in Genesis that both are created in the image of God.</span></span></div></i></span></span></span></div><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span><span> </span></span><span>Oh wait, it's about husbands! Not me, says the single man. Let's go closer to our generation. We've all got sisters in Christ right? </span><i><div><span><span>The challenge for us as Christian brothers is to love them like Jesus, </span></span><b><span><span>without overstepping the boundaries</span></span></b><span><span> of a friendship. It is to forge a bond of family, while guarding their hearts. This means that there is a need for self-control, emotionally and physically. There is a need to realize, as my senior Chewie said, that “you are not a man, you are yet a boy.” And in many ways, that makes us realize how far we are from becoming real men that God wants us to be. Not a hot guy. Not a nice guy. But a guy who loves the Lord.</span></span></div></i></span></div></i></span><div><span><span><i><span><br /></span></i></span></span></div><div><span><span><i><span><span> </span></span><span><span>And how about initiation? </span><i><div><span><span><span>T</span></span><span>he challenge for me was exactly that. I grew up in a background which shaped me to be more of a responder. I liked to learn, to listen, to receive and follow. Each and every Christian guy must realize this: we've been molded for manhood. There comes a point in a man's life, that he must begin to lead and make tough decisions. Don't blame your past for not giving you a chance to be a man. Start now. Learn to take up responsibilities, and avoid procrastination. The one thing I've learnt is this: girls get frustrated when they see indecisive, unprincipled guys, especially when it comes to major decisions. </span><i><span><i><div><span><span>All this comes along, of course, with courtesy. Opening a door for a lady. Grabbing her an umbrella when it rains. Simple, yet courteous moments. According to Elliot, there isn't a lady who doesn't appreciate tenderness. </span></span></div></i></span></i></span></div></i></span></i></span></span></div><div><span><span><i><span><i><div><span><i><span><i><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div></i></span></i></span></div></i></span></i></span></span></div><div><span><span><i><span><i><div><span><i><span><i><div><span><span><span> </span></span><span>This book challenged me to be a man. Sounds cliche dunnit? But it's a challenge worth taking up. The man we will become is not the one the world preaches. The world says, be strong, don't cry, avoid being tender. Jesus wept. He knew when it was time to be tender. The world says, hey it's alright to be soft and let the strong ladies make the choices. I think the reason why girls become so strong is partly because they see weak men. Kinda sad. I'm not saying you can't be strong, ladies. My mother is a strong lady, trust me. But she realizes that dad's in the position to make the final say. With her advice, of course. So men, stop acting like you're not there. And lastly, the book challenged me to respect my sisters in Christ. Love em, take care of em, don't steal their heart, and make sure they don't get hurt. </span></span></div></i></span></i></span></div></i></span></i></span></span></div><div><span><span><i><span><i><div><span><i><span><i><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div></i></span></i></span></div></i></span></i></span></span></div><div><span><span><i><span><i><div><span><i><span><i><div><span><span><span> </span></span><span>This article is incomplete, because girls need to understand that there are things they need to do to guard a man's heart. And not pull him in with strings of emotions, lust or ego-boosting acts. That, however, is another blogpost to come.</span></span></div></i></span></i></span></div></i></span></i></span></span></div><div><span><span><i><span><i><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div></i></span></i></span></span></div><div><span><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-1568780883687617507?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/02/the-mark-of-a-man-a-review-and-thoughts/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>A Song for Encouragement</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 May 2010 10:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I love this song. Thank you dear juniors for playing and singing it. Especially the second verse and the last lines of the chorus!<div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><span><b>"My Wish"</b><br /><br />I hope that the days come easy and the moments pass slow,<br />And each road leads you where you want to go,<br />And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,<br />I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.<br />And if one door opens to another door closed,<br />I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,<br />If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,<br /><br />But more than anything, more than anything,<br />My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it to,<br />Your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,<br />You never need to carry more than you can hold,<br />And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,<br />I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,<br />Yeah, this, is my wish.<br /><br />I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,<br />All the ones who love you, in the place you left,<br />I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,<br />And you help somebody every chance you get,<br />Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,<br />And you always give more than you take.<br /><br />This is my wish<br />I hope you know somebody loves you<br />May all your dreams stay big </span></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-1358731696808100424?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/01/a-song-for-encouragement/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Happy Birthday, Swatter! : )</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/01/happy-birthday-swatter/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 May 2010 04:42:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9uyYe_vi3I/AAAAAAAABuU/WhsyYppyIWI/s1600/IMG_5010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9uyYe_vi3I/AAAAAAAABuU/WhsyYppyIWI/s400/IMG_5010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466158706451254130" /></a><div>Happy Birthday, Cedric.</div><div>Glad to spend your first birthday away from home with you,</div><div>and yeah, it's the last one before we both fly. </div><div>GO CRAZEEEEEE!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><span><u><br /></u></span></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-7086104166597865254?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/05/01/happy-birthday-swatter/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Songwriting and Exams: A Theory</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/29/songwriting-and-exams-a-theory/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Apr 2010 19:26:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9nfntYK8pI/AAAAAAAABuE/xU_auNdd6Sk/s1600/songwriter.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9nfntYK8pI/AAAAAAAABuE/xU_auNdd6Sk/s320/songwriter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465645496079676050" /></a><br />I know why my Biology marks struggle to hit an A. <div><b>My brain just wasn't made for it. </b></div><div><i>Aww shucks,</i> you say, <i>another excuse for not wanting to sit down and read!</i></div><div>NOOOO!!! I've tried! It's my brain. </div><div><br /></div><div>I write songs when I study for exams. Especially around exam season. I used to write songs in secondary school when the paper was done, and I had nothing else to do. Write a song. It's just my way of expressing myself. Why it occurs during exams is probably this:</div><div><br /></div><div><b><i>Exams are boring</i></b>. You're basically churning out what you've been reading and memorizing. Hence, for the creative unbridled mind, there must be a form of escape! So escape it does, into melodies and words. </div><div><br /></div><div>The brain is an amazing place, and that's a testimony to God's amazing works in human beings.</div><div>I'm supposing that there's gotta be another human out there that feels the way I do!</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll tell you guys if I manage to write something during A-levels. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Probably won't be advisable. ; )</div><div><br /></div><div>Just finished reading "<b>Mark of a Man</b>" for the second time. It was awesome. I'm going to write a simple review. </div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-3317058452423703516?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/29/songwriting-and-exams-a-theory/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Goodbye CA!</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/28/goodbye-ca/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 07:07:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div>Let my words be few. </div><div><b><span>Campus Alive</span> was the best thing that happened to me in college.</b></div><div>As with all things that pass, this one will be dearly missed.</div><div><br /></div><div>Mum tells me its normal. I'd take her advice. She had a fellowship in UM, another in Michigan, another in Baton Rouge. "We rarely meet again," she told me. "But we'll all meet in heaven."</div><div>Before this sounds profoundly sad, I gladly announce the existence of <span><b>Facebook</b></span>.</div><div>XD</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fkVM_HE2I/AAAAAAAABt8/YYFmaJ0kpHA/s1600/JRcomm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fkVM_HE2I/AAAAAAAABt8/YYFmaJ0kpHA/s320/JRcomm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465087725751702370" /></a><div>You juniors have blessed us so much. </div><div><i>*sniff* My kids are all growin' up!</i></div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fkEgPr3YI/AAAAAAAABt0/CDRshw8qQ-0/s1600/IMG_5319.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fkEgPr3YI/AAAAAAAABt0/CDRshw8qQ-0/s320/IMG_5319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465087438863719810" /></a><div>Oh the good ole' van. How many years till you fall apart?</div><div>As Pastor David says, "God's grace keeps it running."</div><div>I've driven you so many times, I'm actually going to miss:</div><div>-the smell of you</div><div>-the texture of your steering wheel</div><div>-the rickety sounds</div><div>-the radio that only the driver and side passenger can hear</div><div>-the alarm</div></div><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjZBIL5pI/AAAAAAAABts/SAsjbyZAjP8/s1600/srcomm.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjZBIL5pI/AAAAAAAABts/SAsjbyZAjP8/s320/srcomm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465086691776390802" /></a><div>Not all of the seniors are here, but yeah, good times we all had.</div></div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjY5RjvGI/AAAAAAAABtk/kUBSw2ouiR0/s1600/es2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjY5RjvGI/AAAAAAAABtk/kUBSw2ouiR0/s320/es2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465086689668217954" /></a><div>You did it, Es! : ) </div><div>A treasured brother of mine.</div></div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjYjXHGHI/AAAAAAAABtc/-DspLhqOAU4/s1600/es.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjYjXHGHI/AAAAAAAABtc/-DspLhqOAU4/s320/es.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465086683785926770" /></a><div>...always running... XD XD XD</div></div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjX3vimRI/AAAAAAAABtU/rIhelc1XUmI/s1600/drums.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjX3vimRI/AAAAAAAABtU/rIhelc1XUmI/s320/drums.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465086672077232402" /></a><div>My first time playing Zidjian cymbals was in CA and New Life.</div><div>*drool*</div></div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjXvtP6aI/AAAAAAAABtM/pAyv9yQnk4k/s1600/dian.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S9fjXvtP6aI/AAAAAAAABtM/pAyv9yQnk4k/s320/dian.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465086669920135586" /></a><div>The MAN. </div><div>Wacky, random, desired by the ladies,</div><div>but unfortunately,</div><div>TAKEN. </div><div>You rock, bro.</div></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-4732403990471197490?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/28/goodbye-ca/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Choices, Courtship, Calling</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Apr 2010 07:01:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<b><div><b>When it comes to courtship...</b></div>The man initiates. He is the strength, she is his tenderness.</b> <div><br /><div>But the questions linger in my head now, </div><div>"What is a man? How do I know when I am a man?"</div><div><br /></div><div>It is even a harder question when it concerns distance and timing.</div><div>Met a friend just now who is struggling with this issue. He doesn't </div><div>dare to make a move yet. She's headed one way. He's headed another.</div><div>Couldn't they talk about it? </div><div>What if it causes repercussions in the already good close friendship?</div><div>Most of the time, <b>that IS</b> the case. And patience has proved useful</div><div>in analyzing whether such feelings are merely crushes or something deeper.</div><div><br /></div><div>Strength comes from principles, and principles derive from life values. </div><div><br /></div><div><span>1. Still a boy, learning to be a man</span></div><div><i>Chewie says nonchalantly, "We're not men yet. We're only boys."</i></div><div><br /></div><div><span>2. If I'm a tell a lady I love her wholeheartedly, I need to be able to tell God that first.</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Matters of the heart drive me to my knees to pray. Literally. </div><div><br /></div></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-2361252660716524665?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/25/choices-courtship-calling/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Medical Missions</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 05:17:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Found three awesome testimonies about doctors in the mission field.<br />So encouraging.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/articles/who_is_building_the_house/">Who Is Building the House?</a><br /><a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/articles/following_god_without_excuses/">Following God Without Excuses</a><br /><a href="http://www.samaritanspurse.org/index.php/articles/because_god_did_a_miracle/">"Because God did a Miracle” </a><br /><br />Had a very clear reminder last night in Campus Alive about my life calling and I realized how easily it could be pushed to second place. How easily my other passions and desires and emotional struggles could make His call insignificant in my eyes.<br /><br />I know, God will bring me to meet people with the same call. It would be so much more encouraging!<div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-2526975578939692751?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/23/medical-missions/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Listening to Malay songs&#8230; : )</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Apr 2010 15:37:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div>This song rocks! Ella is a local rock singer. A girl, mind you. This song is so innocent.</div><div>Here she duets with some dude named Shah.  </div><div><br /></div><div><span>Ku merindu,<br />Merindu cinta yang tulus dari hatimu<br />Selalu ku impikan hidup bersamamu<br />Ku kan selalu menanti balasan cintamu<br /><br />Ku berjanji,<br />Berjanji mencintaimu sepenuh jiwaku<br />Ku tak akan mendustakan cinta kekasihku<br />Agar kau dapat menerima cintaku<br /><br />Ku selalu, merindu cintamu<br />Yang selalu ada di jiwaku<br /><br />Chorus:<br />Aku tahu kau pun cinta<br />Tapi malu tuk berkata<br />Usah kau ragui cintaku<br />Ku tetap merindu<br /><br />Aku tahu kau pun cinta<br />Tapi malu tuk berkata<br />Ku tunggu jawapan cintamu<br />Ku tetap merindu<br /><br />Di saat ini hatiku rindu belaian cinta darimu<br />Ku harap kau merestui cinta dariku<br />Yang selalu setia menunggu dirimu</span></div><div><br /></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-1680661426409825615?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/16/listening-to-malay-songs/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Icing &amp; Laughter</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Apr 2010 02:18:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Had a lovely time last night with the junior-organised last cell group. <div>They were so sweet to give us a cake. In previous years, we'd totally trashed our seniors.</div><div>: ) </div><div><br /></div><div>So <i>apa lagi</i>? We started an icing-smearing fight. WEEEEEE!!!! : )</div><div><br /></div><div>There was tons of laughter, a total release from academic thoughts of A-levels. </div><div>Gasp, is it really 3 weeks away? What was I doing 3 weeks from SPM? No idea. </div><div>It was a simply lovely night. And I'm going to miss it. </div><div><br /></div><div>Gonna miss being stuffed with white bread, crackers, a time limit and no drinks.</div><div>Gonna miss running backwards, duck walking backwards around the basketball court.</div><div>Gonna miss being icing-ed!</div><div>Gonna miss the smiles and lame jokes.</div><div>Gonna miss the "lepak" sessions with Jan, Yen Mei, Jon, Ced, Es. </div><div><br /></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-988489036096960715?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/15/icing-laughter/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>11 (4) &quot;A Cry for Our Neighbours&quot;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 17:30:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[These two digits are actually a Constitutional Act in our Malaysian Constitution that provides a no-no for the propagation of other faiths to Muslims in Malaysia.<br /><br />We discussed this for ethics class last week, and I just HAD to raise this question,<br />"Doesn't this act hinder freedom for Malays to choose what they want to believe in?"<br /><span>I did not get a response. </span><br /><br />No rationale minded person would think about this issue and not realize that there's an interesting picture here. 11 (4) confines, or if I may use a nicer word, requires my Malay friends to follow one religion and one alone. So if I'm born as that race, I am. If I am not of that race and marry a person of that race, I will be required to be.<br /><br /><span>The issue here lies in the fact that apostasy in the eyes of Islam is forbidden, offensive and equal to the betrayal of ones people. (<a href="http://www.cfr.org/publication/13552/religious_conversion_and_sharia_law.html#p8">Further reading here</a>) I wonder, when you tell people you can't leave because you're committing treachery, does it not sound scary? I would be seriously feeling trapped. </span><br /><br />Why am I bringing this up?<br /><br /><span>Because</span> I don't see freedom in a people I have come to know and love and care for; freedom to live without anger and dissension, freedom to live without fear, freedom from radicalism and oversensitivity, freedom to mix around with others of different beliefs.<br /><br /><span>Because</span> Jesus loves them and they need to know that the gift of salvation is as available to them as it is to anyone else. Faith should not be confined by law. My heart aches each time I see the religious authorities enforce endless rules and regulations. Submission is possible for anyone as long as there is enforcement, but submission by laws and rules will never grant freedom.<br /><br />Is there possibility of change? Time will tell. It will take time, but one day I'd like to worship alongside my neighbours. Maybe not here on Earth, but the Bible clearly gives hope that "every tribe and nation" will be in heaven. So there is hope! : )<br /><br />This blog post is <span>provocative</span>, I know (and please read the disclaimer before you start dragging me to court). But I just won't shut up over this issue.<br />I love my neighbors, and they deserve to be free.<br /><br />Life was meant to be:<br /><span>Abundant</span> (John 10:10), <br /><span>Purposeful </span>(Jeremiah 29:11),<br /><span>Full of joy</span> (Nehemiah 8:10).<div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-4058102514462305417?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/14/11-4-a-cry-for-our-neighbours/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Melodies Again and Again</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2010 06:55:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div><i>People say you know when your heart's ready to love again. </i></div><div><i>I knew it when the words came flowing out of my pen. </i></div><div><i>Straight onto paper. </i></div><div><i>Minimal corrections and your melody was done.</i></div><div><i>I haven't written for anyone since...</i></div><div><br /></div><div><i><b>Prayer of the day for anyone thinking about that </b></i></div><div><i><b>oh-so-troubling-thought called "love"!</b></i></div><div><br /></div><div>God, </div><div>Teach me, </div><div>Patience that allows your hand to move,</div><div>Faithfulness that refuses to compromise,</div><div>Tenderness that doesn't destroy me in treachery,</div><div>Strength that doesn't lead to ruthlessness,</div><div>Love that doesn't die in lust,</div><div>Laughter that has no pretense,</div><div>Joy that has no end.</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Blessings and Prayer Request: </b></div><div>1. I need to learn to appreciate the fact that I'm single. And not alone. </div><div>Despite my heart getting in the way sometimes.</div><div>2. An opportunity to play live on TV with my band this weekend! But we're still getting approval from the university. Apparently the top people in main campus have to be consulted. Pray for approval!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-1951188527377517503?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/13/melodies-again-and-again/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Time to Pray</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/12/time-to-pray/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Apr 2010 10:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The recent <a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/index.php/malaysia/59463-selangor-confirms-dr-pornthip-no-show-for-teoh-inquest-">pullout</a> of Dr. Pornthip, Thai pathologist who was involved in the Teoh Beng Hock case shocks me deeply. Not because she backed off, but because she cited "pressure from Putrajaya" as the reason to do so. Here's the immediate reaction of ANY reader: the government is trying to hide something by stopping her from testifying. That's terrible ain't it?<div><br /></div><div>Last Sunday, our pastor encouraged us to continue to pray for our leaders, no matter what political affiliation they may have, and to uphold the two by-elections. Pray for the right people to secure the seat. </div><div><br /></div><div>Hope isn't lost of course. We know there's a Heavenly Father, placing people in authority for certain times and reasons, just as He spoke in da' good ole' Bible. When it's time to go, leaders will go, and new ones will be given their moment. We trust he holds such events in His hands. </div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-1374958788516211466?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/12/time-to-pray/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Currently Reading &quot;The Mark of a Man&quot;</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/09/currently-reading-the-mark-of-a-man/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2010 11:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<div><span><span><i>The opening chapter reads...</i></span></span></div><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span>"The world cries for men who are strong: </span></span></div><div><span><span>strong in </span><b><span>conviction</span></b><span>, </span></span></div><div><span><span>strong to </span><b><span>lead</span></b><span>, </span></span></div><div><span><span>to </span><b><span>stand</span></b><span>, </span></span></div><div><div><span><span>to </span><b><span>suffer</span></b><span>."</span></span></div><div><div><span><span><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span>"I pray that you will be that kind of man, Pete </span></span></div><div><span><i><span><span>(the book was written in letter style for her nephew)</span></span></i></span><span><span>, </span></span></div><div><span><span>glad that God made you a </span><b><span>man</span></b><span>, </span></span></div><div><span><span>glad to shoulder the </span><b><span>burden of manliness</span></b><span> </span></span></div><div><span><span>in a time when to do so will </span><b><span>often bring contempt</span></b><span>."</span></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><i>And no good book comes without the Word, she added Ephesians 5:15-17. </i></span></div><div><span><i>You can check it out.</i></span></div><div><span><i><br /></i></span></div><div><span>In regards to men, or guys who are on the way to being men, I think the words above written 30 years ago still ring true today. There's a need for real men. I've been blessed to see many lives in my lifetime. I suppose it's half a hobby, half something that I found satisfying. Observing people and their lives, the story of who they are and the people around them. There are too many distractions that guys face nowadays, and too little opportunity for us to grow up.</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span>So I'm reading this book, a second-time, and I'd be glad to share it around when I'm done. </span></div><div><span>It's part of growing up spiritually, too! </span></div><div><span>Must grow in that area, can't forget, even when exams are in a month's time. : )</span></div></div></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-2306483625234501068?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/09/currently-reading-the-mark-of-a-man/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>Life Was Meant to be Enjoyed</title>
		<link>http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/05/life-was-meant-to-be-enjoyed/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2010 10:47:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S7nDAzPPHtI/AAAAAAAABtE/90GIeiebXiQ/s1600/blog2edit.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1nYlWAp6op4/S7nDAzPPHtI/AAAAAAAABtE/90GIeiebXiQ/s320/blog2edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456606842057596626" /></a><div><span><span>I was awake late in the wee hours of Sunday morning,</span></span></div><div><span><span>looking through old photos, and found this.</span></span></div><div><span><span>That's my cousin, jumping into the river during our</span></span></div><div><span><span>longhouse holiday many years back.</span></span></div><div><span><span>WEEE!!!</span></span></div><div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-6415777994303453620?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/05/life-was-meant-to-be-enjoyed/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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		<title>&#8216;Tis and &#8216;Twas</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2010 10:32:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA['Tis a story of my father and I, two very alike personalities,<br />both hard-headed in opinions at times, both very strong in words,<br />both impatient when time is short.<br /><br />I used to defy much of what he believed in,<br />in my heart, in my mind, and verbally.<br /><br />Today he asked me,<br />"Why is it that you agree more with me these days?"<br />"After college you've changed..."<br /><br />I smiled. Honestly, many years ago, I thought I wasn't wrong about a lot of things.<br />At least, I felt that I had a right to speak about such things.<br /><br /><span>About me having a girlfriend. </span><br /><span>About how I felt my parents were wrong. </span><br /><span>About how my parents should be treating me. </span><br /><span>About God and church. </span><br /><br />No matter how rebellious I felt like I wanted to be, I always had this verse in my mind:<br /><span><br /><span>Ephesians 6:1</span></span><span><br />"Children, obey your parents in the Lord: for this is right.</span><span>"</span><br /><br />I've messed up in many ways that many people don't know.<br />I've also made them proud in many moments.<br />But they taught me grace. Undeserved favor.<br /><br />I also remember, at one point, becoming very conscious of my roots as an Iban.<br />And learning to accept culture and appreciate the people and their ways.<br />And listening to their stories. My father and his family's tale would fill up a whole series of novels. But I realized many things about the man who is my dad, from people's stories. I saw a different side in him. The sensitive side.<br /><br />My father's escape from poverty reads like a drama in my heart, his strength is my inspiration. I am blessed. And probably what life after secondary school taught me was that the world IS more than I thought it was when I was 17; wild, free and a little too adventurous for my own good.<br /><br />So I said;<br />"Twas college, dad. And learning to grow in my respect for you."<div><img width="1" height="1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3026403410853807511-3986098798769535519?l=theskatemusicianer.blogspot.com" alt="" /></div> <a href="http://www.alexjong.com/2010/04/03/tis-and-twas/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
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