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__ Saturday, July 15, 2006 ;

My dad invited Jesus into his life today. I'm so touched and amazed at how God does miracles in our lives. No matter what happens, I know that God is in control and I am not afraid. God is ever faithful and we can be sure of that. Glory be to God!

I was cheated of 2 bucks at Outram Park MRT station on Thursday while on my way to SGH. This uncle and teenage malay boy came up to me and asked me to donate money to their organisation which is for some drug-free campaign. They were speaking so quickly and before I knew it, 2 bucks from my wallet was handed over to them. In return, they gave me a pen with a note in it. And guess what the note said. "This is not a charitable organisation...." What the heck. I know it's only 2 dollars but I still felt a bit angry. Diao...

made another new promise ][-
 and broke it again at 6:40 PM ;